00:00Ivo the engine. There he is, look, at Laniog station, waiting patiently for something to do.
00:16Well, Di, what about it? Are we to do any work today?
00:20Oh, George, I don't know. We've done everything there is to do here.
00:25There's no goods to carry to anywhere. No coal to go to Grumbly Gasworks. No boots for Mr Dinwiddie. No new hats for Mrs Portie. Nothing at all.
00:38Oh, well, what shall we do then? Stand about all day?
00:41Oh, I don't know. I've got my fishing rod.
00:45Well, that's it then, isn't it? We'll call it dinner time and take our sandwiches down by the river. Do a bit of fishing, eh?
00:51Well, do you think we ought to? Oh, come on, Di, before you begin to worry. We can hear the telephone bell if it rings. Now you fetch your old fishing rod. Bye, Ivo. We shan't be long.
01:03Why not? It was a lovely day. A lovely day for just lying on the bank of the river, listening to the bees buzzing and watching the leaves growing on the trees. That suited Jones very well. But it wasn't such a good day for fishing.
01:22Oh, I don't know. Some days the fish will bite. Some days they just don't seem to be interested.
01:30Oh, is there time off, I dare say?
01:32Don't be daft, Jones. Fish don't have time off.
01:36Everybody has to have some time off, Di. Maybe it's time for you to put down your fishing rod and have a snooze in the sun like me.
01:44Snooze in the sun? Oh, on a working day. Doesn't seem right, some of them.
01:51Mr. Dye Station! Mr. Dye Station! Mr. Dye Station!
02:04What? What are you...
02:06Your engines run away!
02:09What? Ivo? But we left him up by the station.
02:14Well, that's right. And he's not there anymore.
02:17Oh, dear Jones! I knew something dreadful would happen. We should never have left the premises unattended.
02:25Oh, Di, you worry too much.
02:27Oh, come along! Run!
02:31Look, you see? He's not there!
02:33Why? I dare say he's gone off somewhere.
02:36What? By himself?
02:38Look, Ivo can't do that. It's against regulations.
02:41Oh, I don't know.
02:42Well, I do know. It states quite clearly in the Book of Regulations, locomotives cannot drive themselves.
02:50Well, Ivo can. He always could.
02:52I shall have to call the police, the fire brigade. I mean, he might be anywhere. I must telephone head office.
02:59Oh, Di, Di, calm down. Now, Ivo can't be far away. Now, come on, give me a bunk up here.
03:05But you won't be on the roof, man.
03:07Oh, I know that, silly. Give us a shove.
03:10Oh, there we are.
03:12Now, let's have a look.
03:16Yes, of course.
03:17Now, mind out.
03:19Now, Guy Station, it's a lovely afternoon for a short walk.
03:24Shall we stroll up to Mrs. Portis' house and forget about telephoning head office and the police and that?
03:28So, through the meadow and up to Mrs. Portis' house they went.
03:35And, of course, that's where Ivo was.
03:37Jones' esteem had seen his smoke.
03:40He was on the line beside Mrs. Portis' house, standing next to his friend Bluebell the donkey.
03:45They weren't doing anything, not talking or singing or dancing.
03:49They were just standing there, being together, because they were friends.
03:53Ivo the engine!
03:55Just what do you think you are doing here?
03:57Oh, Guy, don't be so serious.
04:00You know quite well what he is doing.
04:02He just came up here to visit his friend Bluebell, and that's what he's doing.
04:05Isn't that right, Bluebell?
04:06But it is against regulations, you know it is.
04:09Supposing we went off in the middle of the day like that?
04:11Like fishing, for instance.
04:13What?
04:14I...
04:14Well, there you are.
04:17Everybody has to have some time off, sometimes.
04:20Railway engines, just the same as us, or the fish.
04:24Come on, Ivo, shall we go back to work?
04:26We can polish the coal, or whitewash the potatoes, or something.
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