'Hickery, Dickery, Docket,
The mouse ran up the rocket,
He climbed through a hole
As the rocket took off
And hid in the austronaut's pocket.'
There I did it. I've been meaning to use 'Hickory, Dickory, Dock' as the start of a story for ages and never quite managed it. This week Wilston-Grange Kindergarten had indicated that their children were interested in, among other things, space and rockets and planets. It was clear they were to. There was a neat solar system mobile hanging from their ceiling.
I had fun creating a new story about a mouse that went to the Space Station and helped install a space telescope and I've added another nursery rhyme story to my repertoire.