...if you are about to add "how to get to Sesame Street" then pull up a chair and grab a slice of birthday cake.
I don't know if it makes me feel very old or not so bad that Sesame Street is 40 years old. Very old in that I loved watching it when I was little; from the slightly trippy and Monty Pythonesque counting pinball (my personal favourite even though it left me feeling a little spaced out) to the annoyingly nasal Big Bird. Not so bad in that I didn't realise it was older than me - yay me!
I saw places I'd never been when they went out and about in New York, learned sign language with Linda - it fairly widened the horizons of a little girl living in a Scottish village. Oh and that is Mr. Snuffleupagus in the photo, like you had to ask.
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