The Flumps is the story of a close family of fluffy fur balls, probably coughed up by a cat somewhere. There’s no other way to describe them.
I had a friend who when she was younger thought the Flumps lived in the overflow pipe of her toilet. It’s worrying to think that a kids program can have this affect on such young minds. I didn’t want to persue the subject any further, but there could be the possibility that she’s still convince they’re there.
Anyhow, who did we have in this strange family then? Well, firstly there was Grandpa Flump, who spent most of his days sleeping or playing his Flumpet (no not trumpet, flumpet. Get it right!).
Father Flump usually spent most of his time doing traditional father stuff, like DIY and digging in the allotment.
Mother Flump was always in the kitchen baking something or other, and doing typical stereotype motherly type things.
And then there were the kids. The eldest were Perkin and Posie. The youngest was Pootle who was well, just growing up and learning just what life’s all about.
The Flumps, a story of a typical loving family (of fur balls) and their day to day lives.
