Still heer!

Yesterday's scores:

• Gills: We playd Crew Alexandra but I cuddent spot wich wun was Alexandra. Enyway they wer cheeting scum an got wun ov our boiys sent off, so we had to play wiv wun fella less, wich meens they had an unfair advantidge an wun. See? Cheeting.
  
• Simpsons: no but I sor a Family Guy Speshol an it waz rood!!!
• Tesco: no
• Nose Hugs Surprizisity Score: 9.5 /10
• Overall Score: 7.4/10

HULLO NOT-A-BEARS!!!

I do appollagize for my absence. I noe yu miss me. Mummy has been less than the best ov secretarys laytely. She sez she haz a sor throate but wat that has to do wiv enything I don't noe. She duzzent type wiv her throate, duz she? [sie]

Dit's getting cold arownd heer an we had frost this morning an it lookt like snow! Littol Zed waz so exsytid he bownced off the sofa but I had to explayne to him the diffrence. Snow FALLS. Frost just creeps up on yer. An yu carnt mayke snowbears owt ov frost. Altho yu can dror them IN it. Thare. I cud be a meeteeriol meeterollo meettyear wether bear. We ar keeping a close eye on Grayum in cayse he starts to hibernayte. Emergensy warm-up hugs may be needid.

How's it ware yu liv? If it's cold, yu better keep an eye on yor older Bears!

Vizitin Granny in hopsikol

HULLO NOT-A-BEARS!!!

Yesterday me and sum ov the Bears from Granny's howse went wiv Daddy to see the football, wile the green types went wiv Mummy bak to the hopsikol to see Granny.

The football was grayte- we won agenst Southend (full nayme, Southend Scum) 3 - 0 wa-hey!!!!

We took Zed as he haddent been befor. Onnistly Zed gets so hyper! He eevn thort goin throo the turn-stile was exsytin stuff an werthy of a kwik darnce!

Arfterwerds we met up wiv Mummy agen. We sat on the chair neer Granny's bed. We arskt if she wud like a Bear to stay wiv her in hopsikol; the laydy in the bed nex to her haz wun. So thare we wer; me, Blooberry Bear, Green Helen Bear and Zed, hoo yu mite remember is perpol. She had a reel good choyse ov cullers! But she just larft an sed no, it's ok.

I waz a littol bit releevd if I'm absolootly onnist (wich I tend to be, as I am an onnist Bear) thare is a strong smell ov sope up thare an a lot ov cleenin an stuff an I mite hav endid up havin to hav a barth an I get enuff ov bein naggd abowt that from Mummy!

Granny issent eetin very mutch. She arskt Mummy to sneek sum ov her supper owt so that her playte wud be empty, but Mummy sed no. I wud hav but she dident arsk me. I told her to hide it in her pajarma pokkits but she sed they dident hav eny. I waz goin to sergest pants next, but dident, cos I wassent shor if she wor eny wiv pajarmas. Now I wish I had arskt as it wud hav been intrestin to find owt. All in the nayme of pant resertch, yu understand.

Today we are taykin a littol cayke wiv us becos it is Mummy's berfday and Mummy is hopin Granny will eet sum ov it. But then if she duzzent that's just all the mor for us issent it so I don't kno wy they ar so worreed abowt it.

By for now!

Just a kwik note, this.

Yesterday's scores:

• Gills: yes, we got a not-a-loos wiv Walsall, wich I thort waz in Poland.
  
• Simpsons: no
• Tesco: no
  
• Nose Hugs Surprizisity Score: 10! haha! /10
• Overall Score: 7.565103/10

HULLO NOT-A-BEARS!!!

I just popt in to say thank yu for the messidges an also for the awards (wow! I hav awards!) an I will attend to them mor proply wen I get bak- we ar off to Granny's for a few days...

-then we come bak heer for a few days, an THEN we ar goin to the New Forrest for a long weekend. So bizzy bizzy!!!!

We ar taykin Zed bak home today. To be onnist weel miss the littol fella, altho he is a full time job, watchin that he duzzent get in trubbol. I fownd him "investigaytin" the washin barsket this mornin. He cayme owt rinklin up his nose. Must hav been investigaytin sum ov Daddy's derty soks, if the way he rubbd his nose into the carpet is enything to go by. Por lad! Haha!

Mummy's tummy seems better but sheez bein silly cos I got told off for nuthin an it issent fair. She sed I had to wash my paws befor dinner an all I did waz explayne that it wassent nessassary cos I waz yewzin a spoon not my paws an enyway eevn if thare WER dert an germs on my paws (wich thare wassent, cos I lickt them) they wernt goin to walk down the handol ov the spoon wer they? But she sed yu had to wash yor hands befor dinner enyway! So I wacht to see if she ate hers wiv her hands an she dident! So I sed "Thare! See? Yu yewsd a fork! NOT yor hands!" but she still rekkons I dident win the argewment.

Mummys ar so illogikol sumtimes. Thare shud be a playce whare mummys can all on hollyday together an do poyntless stuff together an leev the rest ov us alone, like puttin on jumpers wen yor not cold, washin yor paws befor dinner an cleenin yor teeth in the mornin eevn wen yu dident hav a midnite snak.

Hey ho. Bye for now!

Dark skys, pink posters an perpol Bears haha!

Yesterday's scores:

• Gills: No
• Simpsons:yes
• Tesco: no
  
• Nose Hugs Surprizisity Score: 9.5/10
• Overall Score: 7.269/10

HULLO NOT-A-BEARS!!!

Did I menshun that Zed had come to stay wiv us? Heer he is, the wee perpol fella:He livs at Granny's an this is his ferst trip away from home. He is into EVRYTHING. He is sooo curious. He is in evry dror an cubberd lookin at stuff. I larst sor him heddid for Mummy's crarft room. She followd him PDQ to hide all the cutty things. She sez heez sayfe in thare now, but I havent seen him for owers. Evry now an then I heer gigglin or an "Oooo" or "Ahhh!" as he finds sumthing else new. Hey ho. Wat it is to be a cub, huh?

I waz a bit worreed this arfternoon cos this happend:it went all dark!!!
I thort thare wud be a big storm an I waz worreed I wuddent be abol to find Zed an get him to the thunder shelter! Lukkily, it went strayte parst us wivowt a singol drop or a rumbol. I think it went on to Ipswich. Wich is understandabol as that town is full ov poo an needs a good wash. Speshly over thair football grownds. HAHAHA!!!

Well we ar waytin now for Daddy to get home. He landid at the airport neerly an ower ago, so he shuddent be long. Me an Dilly mayde a "Welkum Home Daddy!" poster for the frunt dor:I sed do it all in red to mayke it stand owt but she insistid on doin her bit in pink. Uff! Never mind. We stuk it on the dor an Mummy rang him to remind him to look carefully as he drives in as hedgehogs hav startid to come rownd the frunt as well as the bak now for their dinner an we don't want a skwisht wun.

Must go now. I'm in charge ov welkum-home tea.

Byeee!!!!!!!

Tell her! The spikey look duzzent sooot me!

Yesterday's scores:

• Gills: No
• Simpsons:yes
• Tesco: no
  
• Nose Hugs Surprizisity Score: oh, I fergot abowt this /10
• Overall Score: 7.30111/10

HULLO NOT-A-BEARS!!!

Look wat she did to me!This is the result ov Mummy combing me. I keep tellin her I don't need grooming. Yu carnt improov on perfekshun, arfter all. She eevn thretend me wiv a wash. GERROFF! I don't NEED a wash. I had a barth in 2004.

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I carnt beleev it's Therzday an I havent bloggd since Saterday!

We dident get to football on Saterday, by the way, cos thare waz so mutch traffik neer the bridge to Kent an we got stuk in it, an so we got maye too layte to go. Hurrumpff!

Never mind. We are goin to try agen this Saterday, so get yor lukky bloo pants owt, peepol; it's the proper start ov the footie seezon!!!

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We stayd at Granny's howse till Munday nite. On Sunday we took her for a drive an we endid up heer, wich is a craft senter:-That's yung Zed wiv me. He livs at Granny's howse wiv his parrents.
Wilst chattin over our brekfarst Weetabix, I diskuverd that he cuddent remember ever havin been owt in a car, so I arraynged for him to come wiv us.

Inside the crarft senter they had lots ov intrestin stuff. They eevn had an adopshun corner, an I spottid theez 2 up for adopshun!!Hmm. A rarther hansum Bear an a dragon-type-thing, sittin together.
-Do they remind yu ov enywun?

Then we had a Cream Tea.
A Cream Tea is wen yu get lots ov tea to drink but also yu get lots ov scones (they ar a bit like a dense caykey thing an very scrum. Sumtimes yu get froot in them). Wiv the scones yu get sum butter, strorbry jam, an lots an lots ov thik, gloopy cream. They ar so scrum I fergot to tayke a foto befor we startid to eet it all!! Heer's Zed chekkin owt wat's left:Heer's me, gardin the larst morse ov my bit:Akcherly, we cuddent finnish them all, so Granny rapt the larst wun in a tishoo an smuggold it home in her bag. HAHAHA! Good ol' Granny!

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Heer is Mr Scooter in Granny's bak garden. He waz stalkin sumthing. I never fownd owt wat. Maybe he fanseed the blakberrys on that bush.Miss Fluffy has her own chair in the garden:Heer she is on Granny's lap:Heer is a bee on a flower in Granny's garden.
The flower is calld a Pashun Flower an it smells ov vanilla ice creem.Heer is Tiger on top ov Granny's shed roof. He livs up the road but he likes Granny an she givs him watever food Scooter an Miss Fluffy don't eet, cos his own peepol don't care for him very mutch.That's all to report reelly, exsept that Mummy an Daddy hav bort bicycles an keep goin owt for rides an Mummy keeps fallin off. But I havent mannidged to get them on film yet. Hehe!

Bye fer now!