Oh NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Yesterday's scores:

• Gills:
  
• Simpsons:
• Tesco:
  
• Nose Hugs Surprizisity Score:
  
• Overall Score: DIABOLLIKOL

HULLO NOT-A-BEARS!!!

Thay batht me.

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!

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!

Get bizzy shoppin or get bizzy dyeing

HULLO NOT-A-BEARS!

Mummy cort me investigaytin her grey hairs so desydid the time was ripe fer a bit of dyeing.

I'm told that, fer a lot of women, this is a 6-weekly half hour job, jus rootine. Ha! Not fer MY mum. She takes 3 weeks to deside that yes, she IS reelly goin a bit snowy on top, another 2 to get rownd to buying the box of chemicals, a ferther 3 wile the box gathers dust on her dressing tabol (believe me, that tabol is dusty. She says it's jus where the talc lands, but NO talc container can pack that much) an then a week to get syked up enuff to akchewally do it.

We ar in stage 2 of this timetabol of events, so off we went, shopping.

She akwired a new shopping bag at the weekend. It's HEWGE. So big, in fact, that there is now no reason fer eny of us Bears to stay at home wen there is eevn the slimmest of chances that she is goin into town an might walk parst the window of the Anne Summers shop. Ooo there's nuthin like walking parst that shop. It's even better than goin rownd the pant sekshon in Marks & Spensers. Do yu know, sum of the pants in that windo ar so small, even Littol Baby Bear Bob Junior wuddent be abol to make a hammock out of them! But I digress...... here we are, demonstraytin that yes, we DO all fit, so there:

An off we went.

If yu ar wondering wy I am not a Sympathetic Bear wen it comes to Mummy's hair sitchewayshon, let me tell yu of a pertikular torcher she applied to me sum time ago.

It is not troo wat Dilly sez, abowt me not having barths. I had wun 3 years ago. They eevn photografed the torcher bein applied, wich I'm shor goes agenst the Geneva Convenshun or sumthing:

But Mummy fergot that sum of my body beads are black (since the transfusion I had arfter being run-over). Now, there ar no blak beads in my hed. So wen the colour of the beads RAN, I was left wiv a dark body an a pale hed, fer weeks.

IT'S NOT FUNNY! But it means I am entitled to larf wen she mewses about HER head colour. So there.

Enyway, chemicals akwired, we shud be just exiting phase 3 by mid-June.

Bye fer now!