Under New Management
Five months to the day plus one, I was invited for a return visit to the fizzy pop factory on Saturday. There have been some changes!
Professor Burp, the factory’s previous owner, has gone. Nobody will talk about him - it’s as if he never existed. I wonder if it was something to do with the scandal involving him riding a bike through the factory with no clothes on.
The manufacturing process has also been modified. You wouldn’t have thought making fizzy pop had many similarities to making soap, but you’d be wrong. The factory is now exclusively licenced to produce Imperial Leather products.
Entering the station for our boat tour, I immediately noticed a strange smell. It’s a weird combination of soap and fruit: a mixture of old and new.
The station posters have been changed and an attempt to make it look underwater has been made. I said an attempt. I didn’t say it was successful. In fact, it just makes the previously colourful room look dull.

Most of the old music has been retained but has had random duck quacks added. Unfortuanately it hasn’t been edited properly resulting in jumps and bits of silence, most notably in the former fairground scene.
The life really has been sucked out of the factory. The place is now so sterile it could easily be a hospital. Looking for jokes? That train (boat) don’t stop here anymore.
One thing that hasn’t been changed too much is the classic fountain finale, although Professor Burp has been replaced by three men sitting in a bath tub. In the interests of the family audience, I won’t discuss that any further.
Elsewhere in Transylvania, the Vampire station’s restoration to its former glory continues. This year, the station lighting has been returned to green from the funky disco colours of last year.




Wait a minute - is this where the money’s going? It’s not where the monkey’s going and that’s for sure.







