Gills: no- an yu kno wat? They playd thare ferst frendly ov the seeson the uther day an I dident kno abowt it- so I dident get my lukky kit on- an they lost! NOT A GOOD START.
Simpsons: yes
Tesco: no
Nose Hugs Surprizisity Score: 9.5/10
Day Score: 7.23126/10
HULLO NOT-A-BEARS!
Well as yu kno, I am a frendly type ov Bear, so I waz very pleezd to get an email from a fello Blogger-Bear arskin to be my frend!
This is TB-
Wat a grayte hat!!! He sez, "This is a picture of me outside last winter."
Phew! I'm glad yu ar owtside. Our howse gets cold, but it never snows indors. (Wuddent that be grayte? Yu cud bild a snow-Bear an watch The Simpsons at the sayme time! Wow!)
I don't kno wat TB stands for yet! I wonder if he haz the sayme surnayme as me?? (Bear.) Hey ho! Wy not chek owt his blog? It's at tb_superstar.livejournal.com
(Wow! He's a superstar!!!)
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Oh! An anuther thing! I fergot to show yu my OWN crarfty challinge entry! Heer it is. It's a card. I sent it to Mrs Nesbitt an she sed she liket it alot.
I drew the self-pawtrayte in gloo, then sprinkold gold embossin powder all over evrywhare!!
Wen Mummy had cleerd it up, there waz just sum stuk to the Bear pikcher. So then I needid to zap it wiv heet but Mummy won't let me yews the crarfty-hot-air-gun cos she sez I'm too littol. So I got Dilly to breath hot air on it, and ta-daaahhhh! A gold embost Bob! Wa-heyy!
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Remember wen Mummy startid this crarfty crayze, she werkt on the flor an got stuff all over the carpet.....................?
Well we went lookin for a secund-hand desk for her. We dident want to spend too menny pennys on it cos she sed she wud ownly get gloo an stuff on it.
We went to a big secund-hand warehowse calld Emmaus. (I kept a look owt for sudden inspirayshuns on the roade to it but uther than hopin Daddy wud go to Tesco's arfterwerds I carnt reelly report enything speshol.) Emmaus collekts things uther peepol don't want, an wen sumwun buys it, they yews the munny to help the homeless.
ENYWAY. It waz a HEWGE warehowse full mostly ov old wardrobes so me an Grayum went an explord for seekrit werlds an lions. Meenwile, Mummy fownd a littol desk an chair. Wuns on weels. So they weeld them over to a bloke by a cup ov tea an arskt, "How mutch for theez?". Thare waz no price on them so they thort it mite be alot. But the man sed, "Ermmm.... £10". WOW! SO they bort them.
Wunce we got them home, we Bears gayve them a good chek over.
Looks like an old skool-desk, wiv a lift up lid. But the lid duzzent lift up! Insted it haz a dror underneeth an a tray that slides owt.
The legs fell off the chair, but Mummy bangd them in agen. She sez she duzzent mind, it jus maykes it a bit like a rokkin chair, an she likes that.
It's still a bargen! We think it's an old Drarftin Desk- we wer watchin CSI an the brown-haird laydy hoo speaks funny sed, "Wat abowt over thare by the Old Drarftin Desk?" an we all sed "HEY! HANG ON!" an had a close look cos it lookt jus like our new desk.
Arfter Mummy polisht it, the slopin top waz like a slide an me and LBBBJ and Sam had grayte fun on that!
Mummy iz enjoyin yewsin it fer crafty stuff, but still gets mess on the flor!
Bye fer now!