They were something like this: PSAMS TRAVEL CAR She would have put 'travelling carriage', but she made the letters too big, so there was no room.

The bag was made INTO a bag with old Nurse's sewing machine, and the strings of it were Anthea's and Jane's best red hair ribbons.

At tea-time, when the boys had come home with a most unfavourable report of the St james's Park ducks, Anthea ventured to awaken the Psammead, and to show it its new travelling bag.
'Humph,' it said, sniffing a little contemptuously, yet at the same time affectionately, 'it's not so dusty.' The Psammead seemed to pick up very easily the kind of things that people said nowadays.

For a creature that had in its time associated with Megatheriums and Pterodactyls, its quickness was really wonderful.
'It's more worthy of me,' it said, 'than the kind of bag that's given away with a pound of plaice.

When do you propose to take me out in it ?' 'I should like a rest from taking you or us anywhere,' said Cyril.