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CD 1
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| 1 |
Some Thoughts
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3:15
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| 2 |
Bungo
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2:58
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| 3 |
The Atlas
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6:21
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| 4 |
Bungo had been looking forward
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5:48
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| 5 |
Dalmation
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7:19
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| 6 |
Orinoco and the Black Umberella
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7:30
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| 7 |
The wind was exceptionally strong
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5:33
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| 8 |
Are you Dead? Bungo asked
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6:25
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| 9 |
The Tree That Moved
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4:20
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| 10 |
Inspite of his Age
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5:03
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| 11 |
The rain grew hevier
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7:08
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| 12 |
Tomsk put one of his large paws against the wall
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4:05
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CD 2
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| 1 |
Tomsk Hangs On
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7:32
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| 2 |
Tobermory knocked on Great Uncle Bulgarias door
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4:42
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| 3 |
Within minutes all the passages and rooms were plunged into darkness
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7:07
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| 4 |
It wasn't my fault, said Tomsk
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3:57
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| 5 |
Bungo and the Concrete Mixer
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5:08
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| 6 |
Tobermory's face was even more gloomy
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4:41
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| 7 |
Bungo was beside himself with excitement
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4:55
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| 8 |
Great Uncle Bulgaria went hobbleing off
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5:14
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| 9 |
The evening rush of traffic was long since over
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5:20
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| 10 |
Into the waiting buckets went the wet, slogey concrete
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6:56
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| 11 |
Orinoco and the rabbit hole
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5:21
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| 12 |
I wonder if we can play golluf
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6:10
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| 13 |
Orinoco looked rather anxious
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7:14
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| 14 |
I don't think we'd better tell on him, do you?
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4:48
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CD 3
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| 1 |
The Christmas Party, and Mr D. Smith
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4:43
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| 2 |
Both Great Uncle Bulgaria and the elderly gentleman
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6:22
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| 3 |
Of course, the elderly gentleman, was there
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6:06
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| 4 |
They put on their coats and mufflers
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5:11
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| 5 |
The Snow Womble
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5:10
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| 6 |
Now, Tobermorys words had been very sensible
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5:50
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| 7 |
Tomsk reached the steepest slope of all
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5:45
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| 8 |
The following morning, Bungo got up
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5:05
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| 9 |
Orinoco and the Chocolate Cake
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4:39
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| 10 |
Orinoco enjoyed the snow
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4:40
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| 11 |
Great Uncle Bulgarias heart sank
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3:10
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| 12 |
The news was greated by the wombles
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5:31
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It was on the nineteenth day of rationing
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6:52
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