Jazz in the park....

Yesterday's scores:

• Gills: No
• Simpsons: yes
• Tesco: no
• Nose Hugs Surprizisity Score: 9 /10
• Overall Score: 7.397/10

HULLO NOT-A-BEARS!!!

Oh gosh! I fergot to blog! Hehe! Sorry bowt that. I've bin so bizzy! PLUS evry now an then it looks like thunder agen (it dident, it waz teezing me) an so I hav bin careful to escort yunger Bears to the Thunder Shelter. With pants. LOTS ov times. This sky is typikol ov wat weev bin getting laytely. This wun waz abowt 6pm owt our frunt window!-Anyway.....

Weev bin goin to Colchester Carsol Park alot this munth. Theyv had bands playin on the bandstand. Larst Sunday it waz a Jazz Band! Heer's a tayster-



Groooovy init? Hehe! It was stomptastic! (If yu carnt see it thare, heer's a link to YouTube.)

They sell grayte ice creems in the park, too. My fayvrit happens to be the sayme as Daddy's fayvritm wich is handy, an it's mint-choc-chip!
Thare ar cheeky skwirrols in the park:If yu watcht the video, yu will hav seen hewge displays ov flowers neer the bandstand's steps. Well, if yu feed the skwirrols nuts neer thare, they will bery them in thoze flowers. If yu giv them 2 at a time, they eat wun an bery wun. BUT wat they don't realize is that theez flower pots ar tayken away evry ortum arfter the flowers hav finisht!!! It must be orful to see thare stash bein cartid away on the bak ov a truk!!! I try warning them evry yeer, but they jus don't lissen. Tsk... just as well we feed them throo the winter too!!

LOTS ov marrygolds in the park:
Evry yeer they do a diffrent disply wiv sum ov the flowers. This yeer it is Panda Bears!!! Wa-hey!
Can yu spot me in this foto? Hehe!

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Thanks for waring yor lukky pants larst Saterday, by the way. Unfortchewnitly we dident win. Lincoln won. Well, they cheetid, akchewly. Yu see, it's a long coach ride from Lincoln, an yu get to go throo sum nice countryside. Then yu get to have tea an cayke on the coach, an a singalong. By the time yu get to Gillingham yor feeling grayte. But the Gillingham team hav just bin walking arownd Gillingham an mewsing abowt wether theyer gonna win or loos. Yu see? Lincoln had a cleer advarntidge. They had a reel mental boost. AN they had bin sitting down for hours, so running rownd a field for 90 minits was just a treet, not hard werk. Yu see? SO that's wy we dident get a win.

That, plus the fakt that Mummy's pants were brown an bloo wiv flowers on, not the BLOO I had spesifyd at all. I sumtimes wonder if she eevn lissens to me at all.

Bye fer now!

Sellybraytin Daddy's berfday

HULLO-NOT-A-BEARS!

Blogger still won't let me post wiv my yewzyual formattin, hence the absence ov my daily scores an stuff. Hurrumpff!

But at leest I can do fotoes today! So heer ar sum from sellybraytin Daddy's berfday, wich waz Saterday, but we startid by taykin him owt to a Jazz Consert on Fryday nite. I went along too an did sum grand jiving an boogeying on down, an had a sip ov the old man's beer. Wa-heyy!!

Heer ar the cards we gayve him.

This wun is from Mummy. She mayde it. It's a bit soppy:
This is from me. I mayde it by my own paw. It's a pant frolick!
This is from awl the uther Bears! They mayde it. It's a piknik! (that's me in the bottom rite corner.)
This is from granny:
This is from Arnty Fiona an her famlie. They mayde it. It's from Dorothy too cos she had got thare by then. If yu look closely yu can see whare they startid owt by drorin a pikcher ov me, then chaynged theyer minds an did a Gillingham badge insted. Maybe they dident think they cud fully capcher my hansumness:
This is from Dilly. She mayde it. She chewd owt the party hats herself:

Heer ar the choklits that I've been helpin Daddy eet. They ar mayde heer in Colchester. The box iz full but this Bear shapet wun is best. (Altho the marzipan nutty wuns come a close secund).This waz my present for Daddy. It's a pad ov payper mayde from resykeld poo. HAHAHAHA!Heer is Dilly's present.It's a cupol ov berd comicks that she fownd on Etsy.Heer is wat the Windowsill Bears gayve him. It's a gide book to woods in the East ov England so he is never cort short.Heer is wat Sam an Grayum gayve gayve him. It's a gide to leeves, so he will be abol to lern wich do the best wipes.Heer is wat Nessie gayve him. It's a gide book to wild flowers but he hewmerd Nessie an sed he waz shor it wud come in yewsfoll.Mummy bort him sum books but they wer pritty boring so I dident bother wiv a foto.

Then we went to Granny's howse an ate coffee an walnut cayke! It waz scrum. That went TOO FARST for a foto!

Then on Sunday we went for a drive in the country. It waz hot so I sat in the bak wiv Granny. This left Dilly to navigayte so we endid up at this pub:Apparently this yewst to be a farm howse an had ownly been a pub since 1711 so not long then. This fella at the bar had been waytin to be served since 1842. He had been a boy wen he ferst got heer.Theez flowers hanging all over the seelling ar from the hops they mayke the beer from. The beer waz kwite taysty.....Wayte! I can still see sum in thare, rite at the bottom...Earrrghhh.....
Ufff....I had a tad too mutch, Mummy!We had a nice lunch. Granny had roast chicken, Mummy had sum sort ov veggie tart thing, an Daddy an me had scampi an chips.It took a wile to arrive but we had sum grayte chattin! Then we had dessert. Scrum! Rarzbry cheezcayke:...an choklit cayke wiv creem...We got home larst nite an wer reelly poopt. I don't meen we pooed our pants, I meen we wer ded tyerd.

Today, Daddy went bak to werk, but this is his larst week cos skool brakes up for summer on Fryday. Wa-hey!!!

I hope Dorothy is enjoying Cornwall. She wud hav liket that cheezcayke.

Bye fer now!