As for many little boys who lives in the UK, Thomas the tank engine is an obsession. An addiction that cannot be cured. My boys are not immune and in fact they learned at least 10 different train names before they could mention anyone of their friends at nursery.
“Gordon in trouble” is one of the many books we have about Thomas and his engine friends. For some reason it has become T’s favourite as a bedtime story. We don’t even have to guess which book he is going to choose. We know it will be “Gordon in trouble”.
In brief this is a story of the train engine Gordon, who cannot pull his coaches anymore because he needs a wash, and of James, who takes his place but cannot go up Gordon’s hill by himself. This really simple story has changed our family life…
First of all, my husband has read this so many times he knows it by heart. This is remarkable for someone who cannot remember birthdays and people’s names (without his wife help).
Secondly everything that slope up has become a “Gordon’s hill”. Mummy’s bent knee while sitting on the couch. A ripple on the carpet. The road going up and out of our close. A cushion on the couch with a slight angle. Literally anything that a toy train can climb.
“Careful! The hills are slippery” is the line that Gordon says to James in the book. My husband and I now say that to each other (and the boys) on a regular basis. “Careful mummy” says my husband in the mornings when I am about to leave for work. “The hills are slippery” he adds quickly with a grin.
If our lives can be changed this much just by reading a 6 pages book. What is going to happen to us when we hit Harry Potter in a few years time? Are we going to wear cloaks and drink butter beer at the dinner table? I can’t wait!
One way or another I’m sure we will be fine as long as we are careful… because the hills are slippery.