I Can't Say Pachycephalosaurus

Arthur is about to meet a lot of new dinosaurs – surely one of them can get his name right?
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Episode Transcript

Speaker 1 (00:12):
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(00:36):
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It helps get us noticed amongst all the other podcasts
out there. Arthur is from Queensland in Australia and he
would like a story featuring a pachy cephalosaurus. You can
learn more about these creatures and the animal facts after
the story. Now settle back, relax and begin. I can't

(01:04):
say packy cephalosaurus. Bing bong sang Arthur's doorbell. Arthur had
just moved house to Dino Springs, a small town near
the sea, and this was the very first time his
doorbell had rung. Excitedly, he hopped to his feet to

(01:25):
see who his visitor might be. Good, a mate, said
the short feathery dinosaur on the path outside. She was
holding a cardboard box. Got a parcel for wait a minute.
The feathery dinosaur was trying to read the name written
across the box's top. It says, Sir Arthur, Patchie Cepho.

(01:50):
Low pops, It's pronounced packi Cephalosaurus, said Arthur, is it,
said the delivery dino insie prize. Hang on, I'll try again,
Packy sellophane chorus. No, said Arthur patiently, Packie Cephalosaurus. Isn't

(02:16):
that what I just said, asked the feathery dino. Not quite,
replied Arthur. Well never mind, here's your parcel, mister Packee
silly osaurus, she said, passing the box into Arthur's arms.
With a cheery wave. She was gone, heading back to

(02:38):
her delivery truck. Arthur carried the box inside, tearing open
the tape to reveal a colorful lamp shade that he'd
ordered for his new living room. It was going to
look really nice in the middle of the ceiling, but
when he went to fit it, he discovered the light
socket needed a bulb. Not a problem, said Arthur, I'll

(03:01):
go and buy one. There was a store near the
middle of town that he passed on the day he
moved in, and so it was to there that Arthur headed. Now.
Once inside, Arthur was most impressed the store seemed to
sell everything. He selected the light bulb he wanted, then

(03:22):
went to pay good day to you, said the stegasaurus
behind the counter. He charged Arthur for the light bulb,
then said, say, are you new to town? I am,
said Arthur, with a smile, and so far I really
like it here glad to hear it. Oh, then you'll

(03:45):
be wanting the store's newsletter, said the stegosaurus cheerfully. I
send it out once a week and it's full of
special offers and coupons. If you give me your email address,
I'll add you to the mailing list. That's very kind
of you, said Arthur. My email address is packy Cephalosaurus

(04:08):
at d mail dot dino. WHOA hold on there, said
the stegosaurus, scrambling to pick up a pen. Round one
right here we go. So that's Pappy mammy Saurus at
d mail dot dino. Not quite, said Arthur. It's Packy

(04:33):
Cephalosaurus at d mail dot Dino. My mistake, said the stegosaurus,
scribbling out what he'd written and trying again. This time.
I've got it, Poppy ploppy Osaurus at d mail dot dino. Here,

(04:53):
why don't you let me write it for you? Said
Arthur as politely as he could manage. He put a
neat line through the stegosaurus's last attempt and then wrote
his name properly. They're all done. That's super, said the stegosaurus.
Look forward to seeing you around, mister puppy cuppy Osaurus.

(05:17):
Er okay, said Arthur. Deciding not to correct the shop
owner again, he picked up his light bulb and left.
Across the street was a pretty little restaurant with a
few tables set up outside. Arthur went across and studied
the menu displayed by the door. As he did this,

(05:39):
an iguanadon came out with an apron tied around her waist. Gooday, sir,
said the iguanadon. I'm afraid we're not open yet, but
I'd be quite happy to take a booking for later.
I'd like that, said Arthur. Could I have a table
for one dinosaur at six o'clock? Please? Certainly, sir, said

(06:03):
the iguanadon as she whipped out a tablet from her
apron pocket and called up the booking app. What name
shall I put the booking under? It's Arthur packy Cephalosaurus,
said Arthur. Okay, said the iguanadon. That's all done. One

(06:23):
table booked for six o'clock in the name of Cappy
Jalapino Sausage. No. No, said Arthur, sounding shocked. It's packy cephalosaurus. Oh,
I do apologize, said the iguanadon. I'll change it there

(06:44):
all correct now, happy cephalapod aurora. No, said Arthur, sounding
a tiny bit frustrated. It's packy cephalosaurus. I'm pretty sure
that's not what you said, said the iguanadon. But if

(07:04):
you insist, she retyped the name. Okay, that's now sorted.
Pack a maca Cappy bar a saw us. Arthur's heart sank, yeah,
he said, sounding defeated. That will do see you at
six o'clock, said the iguanadan brightly, as she began to

(07:28):
wipe the tables. Halfway home, Arthur was shocked to hear
the scream of bicycle breaks behind him. A fraction of
a second later, something crashed into him, sending him stumbling forward.
Fortunately it was only a small dinosaur on a small bicycle.

(07:49):
A bigger dinosaur could have made for a nastier accident.
Arthur picked himself up from the ground, then helped untangle
a troodon from her bar. I'm dreadfully sorry, apologized the Troodon.
I wasn't watching where I was going. Are you hurt?

(08:10):
Not at all, said Arthur, although I think my new
light bulb is smashed. Oh I'm ever so sorry, sobbed
the Troodon. That's all my fault. Please let me pay
for a new one. But when the Troodon checked her purse,
she found she didn't have any money on her Oh

(08:32):
this is getting worse, she wailed. Arthur didn't like seeing
the young dinosaur upset, especially when it was just an accident. Look,
why don't I give you my address and you can
drop the money around later, he suggested. Yes, that's a
wonderful idea, said the Troodon, as she pulled a notebook

(08:56):
and pen from her bag. I guess i'd better have
your neck as well. It's Arthur Packi Cephalasaurus, said Arthur. Arthur,
patchie low, sollybobs, she said as she wrote, almost, said Arthur,
Struggling to be patient, he didn't want her to start

(09:19):
crying again, but he did want her to get his
name right. It's Packi cephala Saurus, parat e elephant, August,
said the troadon. Arthur went to open his mouth again.
To correct her, but stopped. That's close enough, he said,

(09:41):
although he was thinking quite the opposite. He gave her
his address and she promised to drop the money round
as soon as possible. After saying good bye, Arthur headed
back to the store to get a replacement like bulb.
He'd just come in sight of the shop front when
he he saw a dinosaur, a centrosaurus with a thick

(10:03):
horn on his nose, come sprinting out of the store
with his arms full of items. Stop thief, screamed the stegosaurus,
staggering through the door behind the fleeing robber. The centrosaurus
looked very pleased with himself as he sprinted towards Arthur,

(10:25):
no doubt thinking that no dinosaur was going to mess
with him and his horn, and he was probably right.
A long horn like that could do a lot of damage,
and most dinosaurs would most definitely get out of the way,
but not Arthur. Arthur was a pachycephalosaurus, and that meant

(10:47):
he had a very, very very hard head. It was
a big dome of bone surrounded by short spikes. This
meant that Arthur had one of the toughest heads of
any creature that had ever lived. So instead of running
out of the way, Arthur bent forward and ran at

(11:12):
the thief. There was a terrific clash as they collided together,
sending the stolen goods flying in all directions, and when
the dust had settled, it revealed the dazed robber laid
out on the ground, with the heroic Arthur standing over him.

(11:33):
All the commotion had attracted the attention of nearby dinosaurs,
meaning there was soon a small crowd surrounding the scene.
Make Way, make way, announced a long necked police officer
as she pushed through the crowd. What's all the fuss about, Ah,

(11:53):
Constable sort of saw us, this wicked thief tribed to
rob me. But this hero say the day, said the stegosaurus,
pointing to Arthur. Constable Saltasaurus pulled out her notebook from
her pocket. Amazing work, she said to Arthur. Can I

(12:14):
take down your name? It's mister poppy ploppy Osaurus, said
the stegosaurus, trying to be helpful. He's new in town.
No it's not, said the igoranodon from the restaurant. His
name's Pacamaca Caappi Barasaurus, he told me himself. No, no, no,

(12:40):
said the troodon. It's parrot e elephant August. You're all wrong,
yelled the feathery delivery driver as she leaned from her
truck's window. It's Packy silly Osaurus. Constable salta saw Us,

(13:01):
who was considerably taller than everyone there, looked down with disbelief.
Well you can't all be right. Perhaps you'd best tell
me yourself, sir, she suggested. Thank you, Constable, said Arthur,
my name is Arthur Packy cephala Saurus. Before you write

(13:25):
it down, would it help if I spelt it for you?
No need, sir, said the police officer confidently, as she
started to write. You'll find that I'm very good with names.
Yours won't give me any trouble at all. Thank goodness,
smiled Arthur. My name seems to have been giving some

(13:48):
people some trouble, not me, said Constable Saltasaurus, proudly see
Arthur Patty Caker LOLLIPOPO lollis got it right first time, rubbish,
shouted the delivery driver. That's not even close. I beg

(14:08):
your pardon, hurrumphed the police officer. Suddenly everyone was talking
at once, and every single dinosaur there was trying to
tell everyone else how to say pachy cephala saurus, and
not one of them was getting it right. Stop, shouted

(14:29):
a voice from the middle of it all. But it
wasn't the constable or the shop owner, or even Arthur
himself doing the shouting. It was the dizzy looking Censosaurus
lying on the floor now holding his head. Please stop
your shouting. I've got such a terrible headache. Everyone fell silent,

(14:53):
feeling embarrassed by the noise and fuss they'd been creating.
Um can I make a suggestion, jun asked Arthur. Go
right ahead, said Constable, Saltosaurus. What is it? The pachycephalosaurus
gave a small cough, then said, for now, why don't

(15:15):
you all just call me Arthur. Animal fact, Pachisephalosaurus means
thick head lizard thanks to its domed skull. You might
have seen how some sheep bash heads together when fighting
one another. Well, it's thought that that's what this big

(15:37):
headed dino did too. They lived in what is now
North America towards the end of the Cretaceous period, living
right up until the asteroid struck Earth and wiped all
the dinosaurs out. If you think Pachisephalosaurus is a long name,
then you should hear what they call its smaller cousin.

(15:58):
It's the longest name of any dinosaur ever, and it's
called micropacky Cephalasaurus. Thank you for your suggestion, Arthur. We
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