The Bin Lorry That Went to Space
It starts with a little idea…
Elliot (child)“You know our bin lorry? What if it went up to the Moon? Because maybe the Moon’s got bins too. And it finds a rocket in one, but it’s not rubbish.”
Tuesday’s last bin has a very unusual label. Follow Bin Lorry beyond the village, where one shiny thing needs a closer look.
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The last bin
On Tuesday, Bin Lorry rumbled down the lane. There was only one bin left. Its lid rattled. Its label said: FOR THE MOON.
A special delivery
Inside was a little rocket engine and a note. “Our light is lost behind a terrible tangle. Please come and help.” Lorry fitted the engine underneath. Then up he went.
The terrible tangle
Up in space, Lorry found the Moon. Empty boxes, bent tins and long loops of string floated all around her. “I can hardly see,” she said. “Never mind,” said Lorry. “I know about bins.”
A tiny voice
Lorry caught the boxes. He caught the tins. The Moon began to shine. Then he reached for one last shiny thing. “Help,” said a tiny voice. Lorry stopped his lifting arm.
Not rubbish
It was a little silver rocket, stuck fast. “Please don’t throw me away,” it whispered. “I’m not rubbish. I’m lost.” “Then we’ll get you out,” said Lorry.
Too tight
Lorry gave a careful tug. The string pulled tighter. “Oh dear,” said the rocket. Lorry thought. Then he backed up. “We must loosen it first. Moon, can you hold that end?”
Free
The Moon held still. Lorry turned slowly, unwinding every loop. At last, the little rocket wriggled free. “Home,” it said. “I can go home.” Lorry put the string in his bin.
On his round
Lorry landed just as the village woke. “Where have you been?” asked Rabbit. “On my round,” said Lorry. Far above, the Moon shone through the morning blue. And somewhere, a little rocket was home.
An illustrated example of the experience we are developing. Talebrix is still in development; this book was not printed by the device.