Daddy's bought a wireless set,
The very nicest he could get;
And every evening after tea
Baby-boy and Jane and me
Put receivers on our head
And listen till we go to bed.
And although I like to listen in,
Especially when the tales begin,
I wish and wish, for goodness sake!
That wireless set of ours would break;
For Mummy then would smile and say,
"I'll tell you stories, dear, today!"
She used to read to Jane and me
Such lovely stories after tea -
She'd sometimes laugh and sometimes smile,
And cuddle Baby all the while;
But now, until we go to bed,
The wireless tells us tales instead.
And oh! If you could come one day,
And take our wireless set away
I'd be as glad as glad could be,
And p'raps invite you, after tea
To hear our Mummy tell again
Her lovely tales to me and Jane.
" A kind heart always brings its own reward," said Mrs. Lee.
- The Christmas Tree Aeroplane - Society Member
I have that book (although not that edition), and remember reading that poem.
I was struck by how things have changed, but also gone full circle. I hadn't realised that early radios (or 'the wireless') had ear phones, and here we are, 100 years later with today's listeners plugging into their favourite sounds.
