Pootling on....

HULLO NOT-A-BEARS!

Well we rang Arnty Fiona on Tchewsday nite to chek Dorothy had got thare ok an she had! An then Dorothy cayme to the fone an sed hello an sed that she waz eetin cayke allreddy! So she waz ok! They just had time for snaks an then they all got in the car to drive to Cornwall.

It will hav tayken them 12 hours to get thare so they drove throo the nite. They will be thare for 2 weeks an will be on a boat for wun ov them. Dorothy is hoping they can go fishing. I hope they hav a life vest her size!

Now I kno she is ok I feel a bit better but I do miss her. She waz allrite, she waz.

Enyway. A Bear's life goze on... like, yesterday we went to Ipswich. I skweezd wun owt the windo as we drove parst the football grownds thare. Wa-heyy! Put that on yor penalty spot! We had a good browse rownd sum shops an me, Mummy an Dilly did sum important shoppin becos it's Daddy's berfday on Saterday.

His main present is tomorro nite wen we ar taykin him owt sumware but he duzzent kno whare an weer not tellin him till weer in the car. Hehehe!!! He did try to tickol-tortcher the informayshun owt ov me, but bein a trayned spy I waz abol to withstand his inikwituss efforts. An I told him if he dident stop I'd wee on him. Hehehe!!!

Thank yu for all yor messidges, by the way. I'm goin to try to visit yu all soon.

Bye for now!

Wa-heyy! News from Scotland!

Yesterday's scores:

• Gills: no
• Simpsons: yes
• Tesco: no
• Nose Hugs Surprizisity Score: 10/10
• Day Score: 7.2111106/10

HULLO NOT-A-BEARS!

I got an emayle from AB Bear's dad! AB lives in Aberdeen. I postid abowt him larst yeer, darnsin in wun ov the pubs up thare. The video's still on my blog if yu want to see it, heer!!!

Since then heez been clymin mowntins. I wonder if my Arnty Fiona knoze him. She yewst to go mowntin clymin up thare. That's how she met my Unkel Jon. It's troo! An wen they got marreed, they had a cayke that lookt like a big mowntin. Hehee. I wonder if they yewsd choklit peanuts for the sheep poo. But I dygress. AB's dad sent theez fotoes ov him an sed:

He climbed a big hill in Aberdeenshire called Bennachie then had to have a drink with his monkey friend.....

HEHEHE!!!!! I rekkon bein rownd AB wud be fun!

I've got to go now an help Mummy bayke sum Hot Cross Buns fer Eeaster. I wunder if AB will be eetin eny. I'm puttin extra hunny in mine.

Bye fer now!

Shoppin

Yesterday's scores:

• Gills: no
• Simpsons: yes
• Tesco: no, an food levels ar so low Mummy is startin to eet the lettuce. This is seeriuss.
• Nose Hugs Surprizisity Score: 5 (I let him get me) /10
• Day Score: 7.458123100000000006 /10

HULLO NOT-A-BEARS!

Weev been bizzy showin things to Sam, hoo is continuing on his Mishun To Discuver Things.

We took him into town so that he cud discuver mono-sillabik bus drivers, kews, Crismoss lites an puddols. We liv in Colchester but Daddy waz goin to Chelmsford fer sumthing so we tagged along too.


Sam issent in the fotoes cos the camra still spooks him. He dident get to see menny owt in the wild Alaskan rivers. Mind yu, he wuddent hav got to see menny sofas, either, an he seems to hav tayken to them very well indeed.

Mulligan (I hav sinse diskuverd his full nayme is Mulligan Tyre) haz been reedin up abowt football but sez he still prefers golf cos it's a much slower gayme, wiv inbilt toylet fasillyties all rownd the pitch, wich iz far mor soootid to an older Bear.

I dident heer enything from my Arnty in Scottyland, but Mulligan will be leevin us on Monday to deliver their Crismoss parsol. We ar goin to put in a note abowt him. A bit like the wun Paddington had, but mor informativ. I did arsk if he wud like to tayke sum pants wiv him, an he is mullin it over. He sed heed like sum shortbred fer the jerney, tho, sertenly....

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Look wat my frends Stanley an Asta gayve me!!!

Issent that nice?

I hav been thinkin ov hoo to parss it on to. There ar lots......... I think I will chooz my frend Phytheas, an Rachelle for all her pronking Pacas, an Meanie coz he maykes me giggol (he is as scattalogikal as me!) HEHEEHEHEEE! Oh! an Sandy cos she finds lots ov funny fotoes. An Pope Terry coz he always leevs comments that mayke me larf. Spaulding Bear an Teddy, too, cos they like to play air gittar to The Hoo. Oh! An Mrs Nesbitt! An an an oh! Oh! An I HAV to inklood Plumpiemousie! She haz lots ov littol blogs all leedin off wun big wun, an they ar all grayte!

There. That's probly too menny but I carnt help bein serrowndid by Bears an Not-A-Bears hoo mayke me smile. I also carnt help being popular. (Teheheeeheheetehehee!)

Bye fer now!

AHA! Gotcha!

Yesterday's scores:

• Gills: no
• Simpsons: yes
• Tesco: no
• Nose Hugs Surprizisity Score: bit bizzy /10
• Day Score: 6.2983100005 /10
• Advent calander pikcher: 3 girls singin an glowin a straynge yello culler.

HULLO NOT-A-BEARS!

I hid my seekrit camra in wun ov Daddy's yewsd soks an left it on the landin upstairs. I knew it wud be sayfe there coz no wun wud ever dare inspekt wun ov Daddy's vomit-soks at close kwarters. It dident pik enything up for hours. Then this:

WELL! Wunse I'd seen this I had to go an investygayte! Look wat I fownd in the pant dror!!!!

A seekrit piknic in the pants!!!!!

An.... an... HOOZ THIS?????

What the?????????????????

Daddy Windosill Bear sed that it's his Grayte Unkol Mulligan. He's stoppin off on his way to Scotland, wher heez gonna retire an play golf!

I dident approov ov this!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I hav an arnty in Scottyland an I kno she reeds this so! Do YU kno enything abowt this, Arnty Fiona??? Do yu?