Mnyum

Gosh, thanks for awl yor messidges, peeps! I waz goin to blog larst nite but I waz a bit cuverd in hunny an Mummy wuddent let me neer the keebord. Sheez gon to bed now so HA! An HA! agen. Hoo duzz she think she iz???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????
???????????????????????????????????????????????///oops sorry my por got stuk. Dit's a bit stikky. Hey! Did yu spot my cowntdown thingy at the top? It's my berfday on 31st May! I'm goin to be 8 agen. Bears can do that, as yu probly noe by now- we can stay watever aige we want. I've been 8 for a wile now. I like 8. 8's a good aige. It's the aige wen yu get most custerd, too. Ever thort abowt that? Well think abowt it now. See? I was rite, wassent I? 8's reelly custerdy. Yu eet 80% ov yor life's custerd wen yor 8. An that's if yor ownly 8 for wun yeer!

By fer now!



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Jackie, speshol hug ov thanks for yor sympaffy arfter Gillingham lost AND got rellygaytid.I don't understand. Mummy eevn wor her lukky bloo pants.... I had to eet a lot ov Jaffa caykes to get over it. I'm still not, akchewlly, but thare ar nun left. Hunny's nice tho. Speshly wen yu think yu've had anuff, an put it away, an go off an do sumthing else, sumthing compleetly un-hunny, an then yu find anuther bit between yor toze. "OH!" yu say. An hav a lik. Mmmm. BONUS hunny. Like most things nice, it's allways eevn better wen yu get a bit mor arfter yu think it endid.