Fairy Tale Weekend

Once upon a time, I was a kid who loved tv and muppets and fairy tales. And I found them all in the series called The Storyteller. It was actually the second part of the show Jim Henson Hour, a spin-off of Muppet Show in the 80′s. The stories were based on folk tales from Europe and in true Jim Henson fashion, there were puppets everywhere, including a dog who sat by the the Storyteller and offered a sarcastic remark or two. My young eyes were mesmerised by the stories of hedgehog boys, princesses and promises, witches and curses, ravens and secret havens, enchanted creatures and dangerous adventures. There was magic, love and innocence, but it all ended without warning. A few months after the first episode, it was off the air, never to be seen again. Until yesterday when I saw the DVD collection in HMV. There were no second thoughts, I was at the cashier in no time. And in the evening, my hubby and I spent the next three hours watching the tales unfold. After more than a decade, some special effects could do with a little touch-up. But the stories still sparkled and shone like jewels on a king’s crown. Seeing them again was like finding an old favourite book or toy that I thought I’ve lost forever and discovered a few extras tucked in — a few more stories I had not seen. We watched and watched until my 35 year old eyes became 10 again. And with eyelids drooping ever so slightly, I fell asleep, like a kid basking in a weekend’s happy ending.