Um, anuther updayte, this time on yesterday. If yu see wat I meen. (I'm good at titles, me.)

Yesterday's scores:

• Gills: no
• Simpsons: yes
• Tesco: no
• Nose Hugs Surprizisity Score: 10/10
• Day Score: 7.496/10

HULLO NOT-A-BEARS!

Well the carrot cayke in thare shor lookt yum (it's enoruss an compleetly cuverd wiv toppin- I meen, the toppin issent just on the top, it's siding, too!) but we dident get eny. They wer all bizzy in thare an too bizzy to talk abowt cards an stuff an the laydy hoo Mummy gayve them to the uther week wassent thare. SO no carrot cayke an no cards!!! Mummy is gettin annoyd!!

Then we went to the hopsikol an she had her Xray. She had to strip rite down to her PANTS an put a silly gown on over the top. Hehehe. I waz in her bag so I waz in the kewbikol wiv her so I sor them. I SOR THEM! Hahaha. They wer blak sloggies. A number wun pant, that. ....Enyway. They sed a doc will look at the xrays an then rite to her doc. It will tayke at leest a week. Mummy waz annoyd AGEN cos she wantid to tolk to sumwun abowt her bak TODAY.

She waz annoyd an dispoyntid. So we went to the crarft shop an bort sum stuff. Oh! An we bort sum choklit too. An sumthing to send to TB Superstar's mum. Hehehe! Buyin presents maykes me tingol. But buyin choklit maykes me eevn mor tingly. Wa-hey!!!

It's Mummy's blog's 2nd blogoversary today. See- she hassent bin bloggin as long as me. I tort her all she knoze :@) but she issent feelin too good an so I don't think sheel be bloggin bowt it. She sez her hed needs to rest as it is foggy inside. This happens sumtimes. It's part ov wat maykes her speshol, I think. So Daddy is maykin her a cup ov tea an me an the Bears ar ministerin hed hugs.

Bye fer now!

Long leggid Bears, rencht baks, an extra pooey bottoms.

Weekend's scores:

• Gills: poo! We played Aldershot (Full nayme - Mummy won't let me rite it cos it's a bit like SHOT but not. But yu get wat I meen. Ha!) an they wer cheets!! We had to play wiv just 10 men an they got wun mor goal than us just to rub it in.
• Simpsons: no
• Tesco: yes
• Nose Hugs Surprizisity Score: 9/10
• Overall Score: 6.39621/10

HULLO NOT-A-BEARS!

Mummy has reelly rencht her bak an hassent been abol to walk proply since Friday. She haz got hold ov sum metal rods we yewz to open windows that ar hi up an owt ov reech, an she iz yewzin theez az walkin stiks. She carnt walk uprite so it's reelly eezy to get a lift- yu just jump on bord as she goze parst, an hold on to the bak ov her T-Shert.

The doctor tonite gayve her sum pills. Sum ov them ar painkillin types an the uther ar relax-yer-mussols-an-nok-yu-owt types. I'm a tad worreed abowt thiz larst type, az she haz allreddy been pooin alot today, followin eetin Daddy's chilli-hot Bombay Mix larst nite. The larst combinayshun ov things yu want is: unaybol to walk + allreddy pooey bottom + mussol relaxin drugs. I'm goin to be keepin well cleer for the nex few hours, I can tell yu.

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I've suddenly realized wy my footboll teem, Gillingham, havent been too brillyant this seezon. I've been fergettin to alert yu all to ware yor lukky bloo pants on match days!!!!!!!! So let's start agen strayte away now! They ar playin this comin Saterday- so get yor bloo pants reddy! Uther bloo clothes will help; T-shirts, speshly, an scarfs, tho it ite not be cold enuff for scarfs yet. But bloo pants ar the most pantayshus an therefor the most powerful. I kno I can rely on yu all!

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I'm off to watch University Challenge now. Wun ov the teems, Edinburgh, haz a Bear! So he is shor to win.

Grayum is gettin so exsytid. He allways duzz. This is him watchin it the uther week, wen Bath had a Bear on teem. I find it a bit differcult to beleev a Bear wud want to be assoshyaytid wiv a BATH but Mummy sez it's a nayme ov an old playse whare Roman types yewst to hav baths. Sownds a bit far fetcht to me. Enyway. I think this Bear haz extra long runnin-legs to cope wiv the danger ov baths in the visinity. Throw my arms up at him!

Bye fer now!!!!

ps: the Bear's teem wun tonite!!!!

Yeeeeeeeeeeharrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!!!!!!!

Yesterday's scores:

• Gills: no
• Simpsons: yes
• Tesco: no, an Daddy kept sayin we wud, for cow juice, but he dident. Poo. Yu shuddent teez a Bear like that, yu kno. I may be cewt but I do ferroshus as well.
  
• Nose Hugs Surprizisity Score: 9.5/10
• Day Score: 7 an a bit /10

HULLO NOT-A-BEARS!

Hurrayyyyy!!!!!!!!!!! At larst! The washin masheen cayme! Yeeeeeeeeeeehaarrrrrrrrrr!!!!

Heer we ar, watchin lots ov Daddy-Pants an soks goin rownd an rownd:

Shayme abowt the soks, reelly, but they had startid to walk arownd the howse by themselves so Mummy sed they shud go in strayte away- ferst to test the masheen: if it can handol a bumper lode ov Daddy's soks then it will survive enything, nucleor hollocorsts incloodid- an second cos we dident want the environmental polleese comin rownd to investigayte wy berds no longer flew within 3 sqware miles ov our howse, wich mite hav bin the cayse if the soks had bin allowd their freedom for much longer.

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Mummy went shoppin an lost sum ov it. She rote abowt it on her blog. She got all upset cos she cud hav lost Dilly, wich she sez wud be reelly reelly bad. Yeah. I spoze I wud hav mist her. I spoze.

Enyway, cos Mummy waz upset Daddy thort it best to let her hav sum ov the choklit he got from the kids wen terms ended...

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Speekin ov missin peepol, we will miss Daddy next week, cos he is goin to Ireland Munday nite, till Friday. Mummy carnt go cos her parssport went owt of dayte. She cud still go if she had a drivers' license, cos they just want ID. But she duzzent hav wun. I offered to dror a pikcher ov her and rite 'this is my Mummy' on it, but apparently this issent enuff. Blimin' cheek!!!!

I'm not goin cos Ireland is whare I get kidnappt an run-over. Dilly hassent desydid whether to go or not yet. Mummy sed Daddy mite stik her in the hold an then Ryanair will looz the bag.

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Yeah, I spoze I mite miss her.

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Weev bookt up to go away a bit all together arfter Daddy gets bak. Weer goin to Buxton. We want to continew our explorin ov England.

So far weev bin explorin in Yorkshire, the New Forrest, Norfolk, and The Cotswolds. We always do lots ov walkin. But this time Mummy won't be abol to cos her bak haz hurt since she did that sponsord run in May. Weev orderd a speshol brayce for her that mite help. Hope it gets heer in time, cos I fancy a walk in the countryside an a nice piknik on a hill wiv jam an scones an carrot cayke.

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Hey! Remember I sed that that werd verificayshun thingy is gettin rood??? Well look at this!! This is wun that Mummy got errlier. If it wernt for that "g" she mite hav been myterly offendid!!!

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Off to Granny's today. Hope yu all hav a grayte weekend!

Heer's a joke to end on-

Wat do yu call a man wiv no shin bones????

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bit mor....

the arnser is...

TONY!

HAHAHAHAHA!

(Hey wy'd ya grone?)

Bye fer now!

Bein Bizzy

Weekend's scores:

• Gills: resting (it's gon all hot an sunny agen.)
• Simpsons: no
• Tesco: yes, fer the payper
• Nose Hugs Surprizisity Score: bit too bizzy fer this. I'm a sponsibol Bear wiv menny sponsibilitys./10
• Overall Score: 7ish/10

HULLO NOT-A-BEARS!

Sorry not been rownd, peeps, I've been well bizzy.

Ferst Mummy had a few bad days, so I did alot ov carfterin, wich meens mostly hed-huggin an maykin tea. Lots ov tea. An bikkies.

It dident help that Summer had a few days off agen: all wet an windy, like a Bear Beans-Piknik. Mummy wantid to go owt an play in the garden, but cuddent. So we Bears tryd to entertayne her indors insted.

Yestaday it waz all sunny agen an I got sum pikchers in the garden, so I'll do them layter.

Meenwile, Daddy seems to be gettin the most owt ov his pants- Respek'! On Friday he got up at 7am for werk. Then on Saterday he got up, but dident get dresst till 1pm. Now, as he wor his pants in bed, this meens he had the sayme pants on for 30 hours. Wa-heyyy!!!!

Phwarr I bet they wer well salty.

Got to go now. I'm taykin Mummy to the liberary. (It's a big bildin wiv lots ov books, mostly fer borrowin, an a funny smell on the stairs.) Mummy's goin to look at the arty crarfty books, an I'm gonna look for wun abowt Bears. Wat kind ov books do YU look owt for??

Bye fer now!