WARNING: This blog is ritten in Bear English, wich is phonetic. An that is mor than yu can say abowt the werd "phonetic".
Showing posts with label bishops. Show all posts
Showing posts with label bishops. Show all posts

Monday, July 16, 2007

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!

Wednesday, March 28, 2007

A Mystery Solved

Yesterday's scores:
  • Gills: no
  • Simpsons: yes
  • Tesco: no
  • Nose Hugs Surprizisity Score: 9/10
  • Day Score: 8/10

HULLO NOT-A-BEARS!

Yu know, there are meny mysterys in this life. Fer exampol, how big is space? Ar there Bears on other planets? Hoo built the pyramids? (I blame the Egyptians fer that larst wun.) An wun that has always bugged me: when we put down concrete, do worms carry on living underneath it? An if so, do they mind not being abol to come upstairs wen it rains?

Well my frends, I am pleased to be abol to bring to yu today, the solution to just as great a mystery as these, namely: why do Bishops wear pointy hats?


Aha! It was while considering the well documented adventures of wun Mr Paddington Bear (esq) of Peru that I realised the answer to this fiendish question. Yu see, diffrent peopol wear hats fer diffrent reasons. Protection, maybe, like the soldier or fireman or village idiot. Now, Paddington always wor a very big hat. This was becos he hid his snacks underneath it. Marmalade sandwiches wer his favrit, as yu may recall.

above right: Mr P. Bear (esq) of Peru

So now let us consider the Bishop's hat: pointy.

What snack do you know that is pointy? Aha yes! The TOBLERONE.

So there yu hav it. Bishops' hats are pointy because it's where they hide their Toblerones. And hoo can blame them. Those sessions in the big Cathedrals can go on for hours.

The practice of hiding them under their hats arose from two things: (1) sum peopol don't like to think of others eating choklit in Lent if they're not allowed eny themselves, and this tends to include old laydies that go to church on weekdays. I've seen them. And believe me, they're very frightening. And I'm a ferroshus bear! So imagine how scary they are if yor a man in a long dress. Brrr! And (2) Bishops tend to be rarther old. This means that a lot of them are forgetful. Bishops being Holy, they don't want to lead others into temptayshun. So they hide their own Toblerone under their hat so's not to tempt the old sleepy wun on the end hoo forgot his agen.

left: a gaggle of Bishops arguing over hoo has brort the choklit. (The one on the left looks a bit gillty.) Note their pointy hats.



above: the Toblerone: pointy choklit: coincidence????


And so there you hav it! Do let me know if there are eny mysterys bugging yu. I will put my nose to the case and see if I can solve it for yu.

Bye fer now!