Funny how gerls like shoppin....

Yesterday's scores:

• Gills: no
• Simpsons: mist them; Granny duzzent reelly go in fer The Simpsons. Hmm....
• Tesco: no
• Nose Hugs Surprizisity Score: 9/10
• Day Score: 7/10

HULLO NOT-A-BEARS!

We stayd at Granny's fer a cuppol ov days. It waz grayte to see her resident Bears agen, an we always get cayke at Granny's. This weekend we had speshol Bear Size caykes, an I took my rockin chair along so we cud all perfekt our relaxayshun tekneeks:

Then we all drove to Maidstone. Maidstone is like a big shoppin centre on a hill, wiv a wun-way system goin rownd an rownd it to keep it from fallin off.

Daddy got a bit narkt cos the gerls kept goin in shoo shops, but evenchooly Granny bort sum noo shooz - an Mummy bort new pants! (Unfortewnately not Gillingham Bloo, jus blak an wite agen. But never mind. There's nothin kwite like frolikin a brand-new pant.)

Mummy wunce sed that wen she waz a littol gerl, if she waz bort new shooz, she wud wear them in bed. She liket them so much an got so eggsited bowt gettin new shooz, she jus dident want to take them off.

I kept an eye on Granny, but she dident sleep in them.

(I wonder if Mummy duzz the sayme wiv new pants????)

Bye fer now!

Weekend Report

Weekend's scores:

• Gills: no
• Simpsons: no
• Tesco: yes, littol wun
• Nose Hugs Surprizisity Score: too bizzy /10
• Overall Score:dident wear overalls /10

HULLO NOT-A-BEARS!

It waz a very full weekend. I waz goin to say BIZZY, but it wasent, not always, not bizzy, but lots happend, so it was FULL. Kno wat I meen?

On Saterday we went to a big Craft Fair in a town called Clare, wich I thort waz jus a gerl's nayme. Bein in Suffolk, it was very pink. So the nayme sutid it. This waz the mayne bilding:

see wat I mean? I thort, this is goin to be too pink fer Bears... but in among lots ov stalls sellin stuff I fownd a cuppol ov Bear Adopshun corners. This lot wer reelly frendly, an Mum tuk this foto ov us all havin grayte chattin:
theez wer owtsyde: (See the littol Bear-size chairs? Daddy bort me wun! )

Then I met sum orspishus Bears:

Wylst I trakt down all the Bears in the visinity, Dilly lookt owt fer Dragons (I think she fownd a cuppol, I'll hav to chek on her blog layter) an my parronts ate lots ov sampols from stalls sellin jam, pikkol, musterd an saurces, all on crakers, wich sayved munny on lunch. Then we had a rest in the beer tent. Heer's me ther, in my new rockin chair:

then I herd a song I like, so I shook my bootty fer a littol wile:

So Saterday waz fun!

But then Sunday.... and THUNDER! an an an... my emergensy hug pants got left behind at Granny's larst week!!!!! AND the Windowsill Bear Familee stayed ther too (AN they're taykin libertees- I spoke to Granny on the fone an they're not even on the windowsill. She sez they're on a shelf but as I sed to her, a shelf is not a windowsill, not even if a windowsill is a shelf.)

AND THEN they sed on the news that lots of TESCOs had to close becos ther waz a bomb scare or sumthin. An Dilly cheerd wen they sed it. An they sed on the telly that they don't kno any mor detayles. An she larft. An I want to ring crime-watch an tell them that Dilly cheerd, an an she boos wen we drive parst Tesco lorrys an cheers fer the ASDA wuns (cos they're green) so I HAV got reeson to suspect her and I'm NOT bein silly so THER.

So Sunday got a bit stressful, really..... good job I've got a rockin chair now.

Bye fer now!