Ahhhh............... Dorothy!

Yesterday's scores:

• Gills: No
• Simpsons: yes
• Tesco: no
  
• Nose Hugs Surprizisity Score: 1 (Hehe. I let Dorothy win!!) /10
• Overall Score: 9.9/10

HULLO NOT-A-BEARS!!!

Yesterday waz grayte!!!

Me an Daddy went to London an met up wiv my Arnty Anna an her famly. They hav come over to London for a few days. Heer's me, reddy to go. Phytheas's mum mayde me this satchell. It's cool, issent it?We drove harfway to London then got a train to meet Arnty Anna. At ferst we all went to a big park ware we fed skwirrols.

In the park: Arnty Anna wiv my cuzins Kevin an William an Yolanda, hoo is showin Dorothy sumthing up a tree. I think. Unkol Alvaro waz thare too, but he kept owt ov the pikchers becos he is goin bald. Hehee. [Cheeky Bear!]

Thare wer big lakes in the park too, wiv lots ov goosies on them:

Heer's me an Dorothy taykin a ride in my cuzin William's hood.
We had sum grayte chattin wile we wer in thare!

Dorothy told me abowt whare sheez been travlin:
Arfter her stay wiv us in the summer, she went to stay wiv my Arnty Fiona in Edinburgh. She took her all the way to Cornwall on hollyday!

Arfter Arnty Fiona, Dorothy went to stay wiv a laydy hoo werks in the Scottish Parliament. She had fotoes taken on the boss's chair in the parliament bildin! The laydy sneekt in wiv her wen all the uther MP's wer owt!! How's that for a cheeky Bear! Hehe!

Then she went to EuroDisney. She sed she had a grayte time thare but the mice wer very big an a bit scary.

Then she went to Arnty Anna's howse, Ireland. She dident kno that that wud meen coming bak to England an so meetin up wiv me waz a serprize! Hehe! I waz serprized too!!!!

We awl went to the Syence Mewseum. It waz very bizzy cos the children ar all on Harf Term Brake this week. So it waz full ov kiddies an Daddy had to keep remindin himself that he wassent in charge ov them all. The downside ov this waz that he cuddent tell them to be kwyert an sit down an so it got kwite noizy. Me an Dorothy nipt owt to the Mewseum cafe for a snak an a sit down:

Hey! Chek owt Dorothy's eers! Wun forwerd an wun bak! Way to go, Dorothy!!!

Layter we awl went bak to thare hotel.
Heer's Dorothy an me lookin at food menus tryin to desyde wat to hav for supper:

In the end we awl went owt for a Chineez meel an Dorothy an me had a playte ov choklit brownies insted cos I thort the noodels lookt like werms an wunce I told her that she waz put off evrything till I sed wat abowt choklit? See, I kno the way to a gerl Bear's beads.
I had a luvly time. Me an Daddy dident get home till layte layte layte. An then I was up talki bowt it till 1am! I waz so exsytid. It so grayte to see Dorothy agen. Sheez my frend, yu see. I think sheez luvly.

Today I had a nice kwyert day at home. The Windowsill Bears wer down off the windowsill, it bein a T day. It waz a nice day. Ownly I hav a sor bit in my chest today. It feels odd, like I swallowd sumthing big an it broozd me. Maybe it waz sumthing I ate. It gets werse wen I think abowt Dorothy. Issent that odd? Hey ho!

Grayum heer!

HULLO NOT-A-BEARS!!!


Well, that yung Bob is down in London rite now, so I thort I'd nip in heer wile thare's sum peece an kwyert!

I wassent serprized to see that that yung wippersnapper haddent updaytid his blog, or thankt yu for yor messidges- frankly, yung Bears today don't hav a grayte deel ov manners, not like in my day.

He rang me from a hotel to arsk if I cud get his Mummy to record a program on BBC2 at 8 o' clok. It's all abowt a famly ov blak Bears, yu see. Ownly I hope it's not a sad program, like wen they go shootin them. That jus issent fair. How is a Bear ment to hold a gun? Weev got big paws, yu kno. It was hard enuff lernin to hold the cholk, wen I waz a teetcher.

Teecherin waz harder in my day wen yu had to ware a hat an rite wiv cholk. Cholk is wun bad muther for gettin owt ov yor ferr. An if yu forget it's thare an lik yorself, it taystes like yor likkin the flor. An if yu need to kno how I kno that, yoov never dropt all yor choklit moosse on the flor.

Dorothy did mayke it to London wiv Arnty Anna an her clan, an so they all went to the Syence Mewseum together. Bob sez he got sum fotoes but I think they will be mostly ov Dorothy. Yung luv, eh? Teehee.....

See yu arownd!

Grayum Bear (BSC)

A kwik hullo!

Weekend's scores:

• Gills: yes- we playd Charlton Athletic (full nayme: Charlton Pathetic Trayne Spotters Scum) an they wer doin SO pathetikly that we took pity on them an put a goal in FOR them. Hence, dew to our gerossity, it was a not-a-looz; 1-1
  
• Simpsons:yes
• Tesco: no
  
• Nose Hugs Surprizisity Score: 8 /10
• Overall Score: 7.84265/10

HULLO NOT-A-BEARS!!!

I'm akchewlly at Granny's howse RITE NOW!!! It's troo. We bort a littol gadget calld a Dongol (wich I thort waz rood but apparently not) an it meens we can go online enyware.

Weer goin to hav fish an chips for lunch in a minit an then weer goin home cos weev been heer awl weekend. Mummy is enjoyin extendid time wiv the cats an Daddy is jus glad to hav a week off werk for harf-term brayke.

Now I hav sum exsytin news- do yu remember Dorothy, the travellin bear? She coms from Kansas an is travellin rownd the werld wiv a diary, collektin fotoes an lernin stuff. She stayd wiv Julie, an then wiv ME, erlier this summer. WELL GESS WAT???!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I hav jus fownd owt that she is stayin wiv my Arnty Anna in Ireland, now!!!! AND! AN AN AN AN!!!! ARNTY ANNA IS COMING TO LONDON ON WENDZDAY AN WE AR GOIN TO SEE HER SO I MITE GET TO SEE DOROTHY AGEN!!!!!!!!!!!! Wa-heyy!!!!!!!! Oh boy! I never thort I wud see her agen, not ever! WOW!!!! Hehe!

Well till we get home agen, that's all for now, folks. To be onnist, my beads ar so eggsytid I'm not shor I cud rite mutch mor rite now enyway.

Sheez gon!

Hullo not-a-Bears!

Dorothy left for Scotland yesterday....
...an it hassent stopt raynin since she went.Sff.
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I'm a brayve Bear.

I AM.

Dorothy at skool

HULLO NOT-A-BEARS!!!!!

Az promist, heer ar sum fotoes from wen Daddy took Dorothy to skool wiv him.

Daddy is a supply teecher, wich meens he covers for uther teechers wen they ar away. This meens he goze to lots ov diffrent skools an can be in a diffrent playse eech day ov the week. But for the larst cuppol ov munths he has been at the sayme playce wunce a week an that playce is calld Earls Colne Skool. An so cos he goze thare most ov all, he desydid to tayke Dorothy to this wun.

Dorothy waz a bit overwelmd as it haz 420 children in it, an she sez her whole town ownly haz 400 peepol in it! But she soon settold down an had a good day.

I carnt show fotoes ov the kiddies so heer is Dorothy in an Art Class wiv a hedless boy calld Callum:
Heer she is wiv the Class Mascot, Roo:
The children helpt her mayke postcards to send bak to kansas.
Sum ov thayer drawrins ov Dorothy wer reelly good!
Well we hav to help her get pakt today, an send her off to Scotland tomorro.....
But do yu remember wen she ferst arrived, we plarntid sum flowers for her? Well look! The flowers hav come owt this weekend!We reelly hopet they wud come owt befor she left an they did!
(Dilly keeps poyntin owt that the plarnt I pooed on hassent flowerd yet an the wun I dident poo on haz. But it just meens that that wun is strong an taykin it slow. It'll soon be best ov all, yool see.)

I don't kno wether to spend all day wiv Dorothy or not. If I spend all day wiv her then maybe I will be sadder wen she goze cos I will miss her but if I don't spend all day wiv her I mite regret it wen sheez gon. Wat's a Bear to do? I rekkon we shud all jus go an hav a good pant frolik. Yeah! If in dowt, hav a frolik.
Bye for now!

A Messidge from Dorothy-

As it is the 4th ov July, it's a special day for Dorothy. She just wantid to pop in wiv a pikcher ov her flag and say "Wa-heyy!" to all our reeders in Merryka, an speshly her famly, bak in Kansas. As yu can see, I helpt her sellybrayte wiv sum choklit Hobnobs. (Thare wer mor than this to start wiv. We did meen to tayke a foto befor we ate them all, an we only just mayde it in time. 8 Bears in wun howse an ownly wun biskit barrel, yu see.)

Sheez bin havin a nice relaxed day, an gettin her journal up to date, reddy for wen she leevs us on Munday. I'm goin to miss her. Sheez all rite, she is. For a gerl.

Bye fer now!

Boogie!

HULLO NOT-A-BEARS!!!!!!!!!

At larst! I am now abol to bring yu the video ov me an Dorothy darnsin.

We went to the park at the carsol heer to feed the skwirrols. We had no idea thare wud be a brass band playin! (Yu carnt see the bandstand very well in the vid, but it's the rownd blak thing neer the wite van!) Well, a Bear can never resist a good beet, so we had to hav a boogie!





Then I showd Dorothy our carsol. Yewzly I tayke pikchers ov it from the uther side, so yu can see the way in. But Dorothy preferd this view ov it, rownd the bak. Thare wer mor trees thare, an she sed it wud be better for findin skwirrols.Then we went off to sertch for skwirrols...

It haz bin HOTHOT HOT heer- 90 degrees F in London, an neerly that heer, too, as weer ownly 55 miles from London. So the skwirrols stayd in the trees till layte arfternoon, wen it waz cooler.

Look! Thare's wun! Thare!
See it?Closer....
Heer's Mummy helpin Dorothy feed wun:
Nnyomyomyom...

Heer's part ov the original town wall. The Romans bilt it:
Heer's me an Dorothy scaylin the town wall an pertendin to be members ov the Iceni tribe, attakin the town an drivin owt the Romans an burnin all theyer stuff (they did, yu kno):
We hav finerly arraynged Dorothy's next trip. Sheez goin to go an stay wiv my Arnty Fiona in Scotland, not far from Edinburgh. Wile sheez thare, they ar all goin on holiday to Cornwall. It will be a very long drive so Dorothy will get to see lots ov playces on the way!

But befor then, I hav to sho yu her pic's from wen Daddy took her into werk wiv him. Ha! Next time!

Bye for now!

Sam

Yesterday's scores:

• Gills: no, resting
• Simpsons: yes
• Tesco: no
• Nose Hugs Surprizisity Score: 5.5 still lettin her win /10
• Day Score: 7.8/10

HULLO NOT-A-BEARS!

For dinner larst nite we wer entertayned by wat mummy reffers to as "that thing I do wiv mushrooms". Yu'd think if we haff to eet it, she cud at leest nayme it.

It had chorizo in it tho, so Sam waz happy. He likes spicy things. Ever since he tryd on that hat that Unkol Roy brort home from Mexico. -In fakt, he likes to think ov himself as a Sowth Ammerrykan Bear now. Not shor if it's the spices or the hats. I keep tellin him, "Yor NOT from Sowth Ammerryka, Sam. If yu wer, yu'd be a Specktacled Bear!" I told him agen just now. Then he ran up to me like this:
an then Dorothy ran parst like this:an the pair ov them ran off giggling and showting "Olé!"

For goodness sake!!!!!

Farther's Day

Weekend's scores:

• Gills: no; resting
• Simpsons: yes
• Tesco: yes, for batterys for the camra so that we cud mayke a film ov me an Dorothy
  
• Nose Hugs Surprizisity Score: 6- but I waz lettin her win /10
• Overall Score: 8ish/10

HULLO NOT-A-BEARS!

WOW! Weev bin bizzy showin Dorothy arownd, an teechin her stuff like how to play "Bear! Not-a-Bear!" so that she can teech it to evrywun wen she goze on her travols rownd the werld.

Yestaday waz Farther's Day heer in the UK so wen we went to Tesco I ran off separitly to buy him sumthing. Dorothy cayme too. She has reelly tayken to riding on the trolley:Heer's me an Dilly waytin for daddy yestaday morning. It waz grayte cos he had forgotten abowt it so our cards an stuff wer a big serprize!
This is wun ov my grayte presents. It's a pen that yu can rub owt. It's for wen Daddy maykes staykes wen he duz Suduko puzzols. (He yewzerly duzz an he showts "D'oh!" an maykes evrywun jump, speshly Granny, hoo never noze wat he did or wat he showtid. She just noze sumthing mayde a lowd noyze.)
Heer is my uther grayte present. It's choklit lollypops wiv pikchers from the Kung Fo Panda film on them:Thare wer ment to be 4 choklit lollypops in the pak but LBBBJ arskt if he cud borro wun cos he had forgotten to get Daddy Windowsill Bear enything:Hmmm. He DID say "borro" but I don't think weel be seeing that wun agen.

Heer is my card, wich is the best card ever!
It haz 2 Bears on it, both wiv bloo pants on theyer heds!!!!
WA-HEY!Heer is the inside:
The poem in the card sez:

Yor my daddy,
wat can I say...
yor grayte
an I'm just like yu.

But it dident rime so I addid a "WA-HEYY!" to fix it.

In the arftanoon we went to feed skwirrols in the park an show Dorothy the carsol so she cayme wiv us. I hav sum fotoes but I will post them nex time cos Mummy sez I haff to get off this thing now and let Dilly post on her blog. Pah!

Bye fer now!

Taykin Dorothy to Granny's

Weekend's scores:

• Gills: no
• Simpsons: no
• Tesco: yes: took Dorothy on her ferst ride on a shoppin trolley. She liket it. Her fayvrit part ov the shop waz ware the biskits ar, wich she calls cookies.
  
• Nose Hugs Surprizisity Score: 10! Still hav to teech Dorothy this gayme/10
• Overall Score: 8/10

HULLO NOT-A-BEARS!

The weekend waz grayte!
It waz very hot an at ferst it waz too hot for us to sit up frunt in the car. So heer we ar, all strappt in in the bak. Henri is in the foto cos he waz goin home to Granny's.On the way to Granny's thare waz a big traffik jam. At ferst Dorothy thort this ment taysty snaks, so I had to explain to her that it ment sittin in traffik watchin the heat-monitor on the dashbord cos Daddy's car overheats if it has to sit a long time an then it goze smokey.

Then Daddy had a grayte idea- "Let's just go up that roade over thare an see whare it goze!" he sed. An we endid up at Brentfords Park. It is 215 acres of grassland an woods. Dorothy waz pleezd to see the woods.
We went runnin rownd an rownd an playd Hide-An-Seek-Der-Bear! Heer Mummy cort us on camra just as we wer runnin past her:We rang Granny to say we wud be layte, an stoppt thare for tea...The park waz on a hill an yu cud see London from it. Heer Dorothy is lookin at the Millenium Dome in London. I hav drorn an arro poyntin to it.

We went for a walk a spottid sum deer. Yu can jus see them in the field behind us heer...Heer they ar!Dorothy arskt if peepol huntid them.
No! No! No! Thare is no huntin, heer!She waz relleevd. "Not eevn Bears?" she arskt.
No, ESPESHLY not Bears, I told her.Inside the visitor sentor they had a hive full ov beez. It waz all behind glass so yu cud see them! We Bears find beez fassinaytin. Bears like beez cos they mayke our hunny.We wunderd how they get in! Then we spottid this tewb, leedin from owtside to the hive! Yu can see the beez' bellys!They had uther stuff too. Like theez tadpoles. Mummy rekkons theez gro into frogs! She maykes me larff sumtimes!!!Look at the size ov this cone, Stanley! I bet yu'd like to chew that!Dilly waz mostly intrestid in the exampols ov berd nests they had:We herd on the raydio that the traffik jam had cleerd, so we got bak to drivin to Granny's.
To get to Granny's howse we hav to go over 2 bridges.
Heer is Dorothy watchin as we go over the ferst bridge, the Queen Elizabeth 2nd bridge, at Dartford:Heer we ar comin up to the secund bridge, the Sheppey Crossing:Heer we ar goin over the bridge an that land in frunt is the Isle ov Sheppey, whare Granny livs:It waz very hot an Dilly gayve up navvygaytin an startid barskin insted:Wen we got to Granny's Dorothy fownd Miss Fluffy sleepin under a chair cover. She waz a bit confewzd. She sed sheed never seen a hedless cat befor:Thare wer lots ov Bears at Granny's to meet an Dorothy had sum grayte chattin:This is Bean. He's ralaytid to Mr bean's Bear.Granny had sum speshly Bear sized tarts for us. I choze coconut an Dorothy had treacle. YUM!On Sunday Mummy cookt dinner for evrywun. We had chikn casseroll, bayked swede an dumplings. Skrum!I showd Dorothy the hat that Unkol Roy had sent from Mexico. Unkol Roy is werkin thare, as a teecher. He gayve Granny this sooveneer but it's too small for her. It generally fits Bears, tho, an Dorothy tryd it on:Dilly showd Dorothy rownd Granny's garden. She sez she wil put her own fotoes on her blog layter abowt it. Meenwile heer they ar spyin on Mr Scooter from behind the tomato plarnt:Heer they ar waytin for berds to come an eet from the berd feeders in the tree:Wen we got home we rememberd that wun ov Daddy's neffews haz a berfday this week, an we need to send a card.
Mummy arskt me to chooz owt ov lots ov a box ov cards that sheez mayde. I choze this wun:Dorothy agreed that the cat on the card duzz hav sum exslent pants. I wonder if I cud get her intrestid in a good pant frolik???

Mummy sez we shud try to teech Dorothy abowt the histry ov our town but I rekkon sheel get enuff lessons on her travels an wat she cud reelly do wiv is a good frolik!

I haff to go now cos it haz gon dark an is startin to thunder an so we Bears need to get upstairs to the pant cubberd er... I meen Thunder Shelter. Wich is ware brayve peepol go wen it thunders if they don't like thunder. But eevn tho they don't like it they ar still brayve. If yu wer never scared ov sumthing how wud yu kno yu wer brayve? See? So if yu don't like thunder it duzzent DUZZENT meen yor not brayve. An I am brayve enyway cos I'm a Bear.

Bye fer now!