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Narrator: Oliver and Duck are Great Western engines. They deliver goods and passengers when the roads are closed by deep snow. But Oliver thinks snow is messy and cold.


Oliver: "I'm a Great Western engine." he chuffed one day. "I shouldn't have to shiver."

Toad: “Begging your pardon, Mr. Oliver." said Toad. “But I think snow is splendid."

Oliver: "Hrumph!"

Narrator: Later, Oliver saw some children building a giant snowman for their winter festival. Each time, Oliver passed by the snowman grew bigger, and BIGGER, and BIGGER, and BIGGER.

Toad: "Just an observation, Mr. Oliver, snow is magical."

Oliver: "Pah!"

Narrator: Finally, the snowman was complete. Oliver chuffed back to his warm cozy shed. The Fat Controller was waiting for him.

The Fat Controller: "You have to return to Arlesburgh Harbour. Some goods are needed for the festival."

Oliver: "But all this snow makes my wheels feel chilly!"

The Fat Controller: "Really useful engines work hard whatever the weather."

Narrator: Soon, Oliver was loaded and on his way. The snow was cold. It had frozen the points and diverted Oliver onto the wrong line.

Oliver: "Oh, shiver my boiler!" cried Oliver.

Narrator: His driver applied the brakes.

Toad: "Is there a problem Mr. Oliver?"

Oliver: "Yessssss! There issssssss!"

Narrator: Oliver had come off the tracks, crashed through the buffers and into the children's snowman.

Toad: "That could been a little smoother."

Narrator: The snowman's head fell right off. Oliver felt awful. He thought the children would be upset about their snowman. Oliver's driver went for help. The Fat Controller was just leaving his office when he got the call.

The Fat Controller: "Duck will bring the Breakdown Train first thing in the morning." he said.

Narrator: Oliver's driver returned and told him the bad news.

Oliver: "I'll be out here all night!" moaned Oliver.

Oliver's Driver: "I'm afraid so."

Narrator: Luckily, the village inn had a toasty warm room for Oliver's driver. But Oliver was getting colder and colder. His fire had gone out and his funnel was covered in icicles.

Oliver: "Ohhhhh!! I was right all along! There's nothing magical about snow! Ohhhhhhh!!!"

Narrator: Toad was beginning to think Oliver might be right.

Toad: "BRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!"

Narrator: Next morning, the children saw the situation.

Girl: "Look!" a little girl shouted. "Our snowman has eyes in its tummy."

Boy: "No, it doesn't." laughed a little boy. “It's Oliver."

Narrator: That gave the children an idea. When Oliver woke up, he was surrounded by happy children.

Children: "Oliver's a wonderful snow engine!" they cried.

Narrator: Oliver was so relieved that suddenly, he didn't feel any cold anymore. When Duck arrived with the Breakdown Train, Oliver didn't want to leave. He was enjoying the winter festival so much.

Oliver: "You were right, Toad!" Oliver called. "There are some magical things about snow."

Toad: "Perhaps, Mr. Oliver." shivered Toad.

Oliver: "Ooofff! Definitely."

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