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Showing posts with label Letter to Santa. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Letter to Santa. Show all posts

Tuesday, December 18, 2007

Oh my! I got a reply!

Yesterday's scores:
  • Gills: no
  • Simpsons: yes
  • Tesco: no- an it's gettin seerioss agen, cos weer neerly out ov cow juice.
  • Nose Hugs Surprizisity Score: 10 wat can I say. I'm a champyun. /10
  • Day Score: 7.86329/10
  • Advent calendar pikcher: 3 kings carryin shoppin

HULLO NOT-A-BEARS!

Remember my letter to Father Crismoss? WOW! WOW! Today I got a reply bak from him!

Mummy brort me my post this mornin whyle I waz sittin doin a ponder on things at the end ov the sofa. (I don't meen I waz ponerin the things at the end ov the sofa, cos that wud be just an old cushon an wuddent be very intrestin. Well, not for a ponder, enyway. A kwik think, maybe, but not a ponder. No. I meen I was sittin there whylst ponderin big important things. Bears ar good ponderers, yu kno. Speshly wen it coms to big important things. For exampol, wun mornin I sat down to ponder all the diffrent types ov hunny in the werld an had got throo 5 by the time Mummy had her 3rd cup ov tea.) (Abowt 9 O'clock.)

...it's a Thank You card! WOW! I wrote an arskt him fer stuff, an he wrote to thank me fer arskin him! WOW!

He sez they're all reelly bizzy but they're werkin hard to get all the presents dun in time, inkloodin mine! WOW!

Well I waz so eggsytid! I ran to tell Mummy strayte away that I'll defnitly be gettin my new Gillingham top now! She went a bit odd an pale wen I sed this, so I think her tummy is still recuverin from her egg marathon. Never mind, Mummy! Cheer up! Father Crismoss is defnitly comin heer next week! Wa-heyyy!!!!!!!!!!!!

Bye fer now!

Saturday, November 24, 2007

Letter to Santa

Yesterday's scores:
  • Gills: no - but I'm goin to see them play today- IT'S BLOO PANTS SATURDAY, PEEPOL! So pleez don't ferget to ware yor bloo stuff, speshly pants. Mummy, this meens yu. No excewsis.
  • Simpsons: yes
  • Tesco: no
  • Nose Hugs Surprizisity Score: 20 - LBBBJ tryd to sneek up behind me, an wen I spottid him he pertendid he waz arfter Grayum insted, so I warnd Grayum too, an we both got him, wich meens we both get to invoke the Dubbol Yor Scor rool /10
  • Day Score: 7.83921/10

HULLO NOT-A-BEARS!

Have yu ritten yor letter to Santa yet? This is mine. Ov corse, the reel wun's got my address on it. But I had to blot it owt heer, wat wiv bein a spy an all:




The address yu hav to send it to in the UK (he haz regonal offissis, apparontly) is:

Hurrayy! I'm postin mine today.

Weer off to Granny's this mornin an tomorro, I'm meetin up wiv PHYTHEAS!!!! Wa-heyyy! Weer meetin up in Ashdown Forest. That's not far from wher Winnine T. Pooh (esq.) livs! Anyway weer meetin at the Ashdown Forest Llama Park. I hope we get lots ov good foto's for Rachelle! I hope they do good cayke in the cafe, too. This is goin to be so eggsytin, I hope my bum duzzent burst!

Bye fer now!