Funny pengwins

Recent scores:

• Gills: No, weer still on hollyday.
• Simpsons: No, wich issent reelly good enuff!
• Tesco: No, wich is eevn worse!!!
• Nose Hugs Surprizisity Score: 10 /10 haha got Daddy wile he was washing up!!
• Overall Score: 7.4/10

HULLO NOT-A-BEARS!!!

 Me an Daddy hav been mostly eatin Pengwin bars this week. Do yu get them ware yu liv? Heer is a pikcher ov them. They ar WELL nice:

I like to dunk 'em in Daddy's cups of tea an then suk the gooey choklit. Inside is a nice thik chokky biskit wiv choklit creem in the middol. Yumbol!

Thare ar pengwin jokes on the paks. Heer ar 2:

Q: what is black an wite an red?
A: a pengwin wiv sunburn.
(NOT, as Daddy sed, a nun wiv a javelin throo her nek, cos that's 'wat's blak an wite an red an can't tern rownd in an alleyway?' Daddy wunce told that joke to a nun calld Sister Veronika. She was not amewsed.)

Q: how duz a groop of pengwins mayke a dicision? 
A: they flipper coin. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA they flipper coin!!! Do yu see wat they did thare??

Teehee.

Pengwins ar grayte fun.

TTFN!

Oh! Befor I forget...

Yesterday's scores:

• Gills: Yes! We beat Rotherham (full nayme: Rotter-Scum Town) 1-0 huzzah!
  
• Simpsons: Yes. Altho Granny sed 'I hate this program'. We pertendid not to hear her.
• Tesco: No but we went today an I rode in the trolley an Daddy pusht it bak to the trolley park wich is better than Mummy doin it cos she duzzent run farst and stop suddenly so I go weeeeee. S'grayte, that.
  
• Nose Hugs Surprizisity Score: 9.5 but I rekkon Grayum waz mor serprized than he is letting on /10
• Overall Score: 8.426569/10

HULLO NOT-A-BEARS!!!

I keep fergetting to sho yu the Easter egg I got! Heer it is!
Grayte, yeah?!

It taysted grayte, too!Teehee!

Dilly got her own wun so I dident hav to giv her eny ov mine. Hers wassent as good tho as it dident hav a Bear on it.

She's off to that big wedding tomorrow. I'm glad I'm not going- I don't trust those corgis. They ar too low down to the grownd for an 8 inch Bear to feel safe arrownd!

Bye fer now!

Sellybraytin Daddy's berfday

HULLO-NOT-A-BEARS!

Blogger still won't let me post wiv my yewzyual formattin, hence the absence ov my daily scores an stuff. Hurrumpff!

But at leest I can do fotoes today! So heer ar sum from sellybraytin Daddy's berfday, wich waz Saterday, but we startid by taykin him owt to a Jazz Consert on Fryday nite. I went along too an did sum grand jiving an boogeying on down, an had a sip ov the old man's beer. Wa-heyy!!

Heer ar the cards we gayve him.

This wun is from Mummy. She mayde it. It's a bit soppy:
This is from me. I mayde it by my own paw. It's a pant frolick!
This is from awl the uther Bears! They mayde it. It's a piknik! (that's me in the bottom rite corner.)
This is from granny:
This is from Arnty Fiona an her famlie. They mayde it. It's from Dorothy too cos she had got thare by then. If yu look closely yu can see whare they startid owt by drorin a pikcher ov me, then chaynged theyer minds an did a Gillingham badge insted. Maybe they dident think they cud fully capcher my hansumness:
This is from Dilly. She mayde it. She chewd owt the party hats herself:

Heer ar the choklits that I've been helpin Daddy eet. They ar mayde heer in Colchester. The box iz full but this Bear shapet wun is best. (Altho the marzipan nutty wuns come a close secund).This waz my present for Daddy. It's a pad ov payper mayde from resykeld poo. HAHAHAHA!Heer is Dilly's present.It's a cupol ov berd comicks that she fownd on Etsy.Heer is wat the Windowsill Bears gayve him. It's a gide book to woods in the East ov England so he is never cort short.Heer is wat Sam an Grayum gayve gayve him. It's a gide to leeves, so he will be abol to lern wich do the best wipes.Heer is wat Nessie gayve him. It's a gide book to wild flowers but he hewmerd Nessie an sed he waz shor it wud come in yewsfoll.Mummy bort him sum books but they wer pritty boring so I dident bother wiv a foto.

Then we went to Granny's howse an ate coffee an walnut cayke! It waz scrum. That went TOO FARST for a foto!

Then on Sunday we went for a drive in the country. It waz hot so I sat in the bak wiv Granny. This left Dilly to navigayte so we endid up at this pub:Apparently this yewst to be a farm howse an had ownly been a pub since 1711 so not long then. This fella at the bar had been waytin to be served since 1842. He had been a boy wen he ferst got heer.Theez flowers hanging all over the seelling ar from the hops they mayke the beer from. The beer waz kwite taysty.....Wayte! I can still see sum in thare, rite at the bottom...Earrrghhh.....
Ufff....I had a tad too mutch, Mummy!We had a nice lunch. Granny had roast chicken, Mummy had sum sort ov veggie tart thing, an Daddy an me had scampi an chips.It took a wile to arrive but we had sum grayte chattin! Then we had dessert. Scrum! Rarzbry cheezcayke:...an choklit cayke wiv creem...We got home larst nite an wer reelly poopt. I don't meen we pooed our pants, I meen we wer ded tyerd.

Today, Daddy went bak to werk, but this is his larst week cos skool brakes up for summer on Fryday. Wa-hey!!!

I hope Dorothy is enjoying Cornwall. She wud hav liket that cheezcayke.

Bye fer now!

I Got Him!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Yesterday's scores:

• Gills: no
• Simpsons: yes
• Tesco: no
• Nose Hugs Surprizisity Score: 9/10
• Day Score: 7.26498/10

HULLO NOT-A-BEARS!

I hid wun ov the plastik flys in the shugar an Daddy dident spot it. He had his Weetabix for brekfurst this mornin an got a shok!!! He waz harf way throo an a fly startid to float to the top ov the milk! HAHAHAHAH!!!

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Mummy is doin anuther get fit campayne an this meens she is eetin low-carb. All we hav in the kitchen is a bit ov sallad, ham, eggs an harf a buffallo. Not mutch else. The good side ov this is that she dident get to eet eny ov my berfday choccie!!! In fakt, I hav eeten so mutch choklit this week, my farts smell ov cocoa.

I was sittin on my own admirin this fakt yesterday wen Mummy sed, "Come on evrywun, let's go for a walk!" (this is anuther part ov her get fit campayne- walkin.) so we drove off to a playse calld Marks Hall, ware thare ar miles ov woods to walk throo, an fansy gardens to play in an a cuppol ov lakes to sit by an think deep Bear thorts.

Yu can reed abowt Marks Hall heer, on thare website.
This is me waring my entry stikker-

I took lots ov fotoes so I'm goin to sort sum owt an put them on heer nex time!

Bye fer now!

Diskuverys

Yesterday's scores:

• Gills: no
• Simpsons: yes
• Tesco: yes, for harf a cow. Mummy is low-carbin agen.
  
• Nose Hugs Surprizisity Score: 9.5 (from Daddy, cos he sed he herd my beads russlin on my way, wich I think is jus bead-person prejudiss, to be onnist) /10
• Day Score: 7.63982/10

HULLO NOT-A-BEARS!

Hey I've bin bizzy, an bin carfterin Mummy agen, wich is wy I dident hav time to blog- an then today I notist that SHEEZ bin updaytin HER blog, so I thort, well, sod this!!! That just aint rite, laydy. So! Heer's a kwik peek at wat I've bin doin laytely (wen I wassent mayking her Laydyship's tea an runnin a Bear Massardge serviss up an down her showlders.)

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This is the day we Bears discuvered speshol biskits an BEAR SIZE doh-nuts wer hiding owt in a fancy tin in the kitchen. I thort it waz empty. Yewzly is. But wun day, wile sornterin parst, I thort I'd just hav a chek inside an mayke shor.....just as well I did! Scrum!

My luvly-jubbly new jumper from Mrs Nesbitt is very handy for smugglin biskits, wich yu will see heer if yu look closely an ar not foold by my look ov compleet an utter innosense:

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THIS is the day wen I did a kwik spyin misshun in between Mummy's naps.
I diskuverd wy the bloke nex dor is so miserabol so mutch ov the time.
He apparently ownly haz enuff PANTS to chaynge them evry 4 days, az demonstraytid by the sok-to-pant rayshio on his washin line, heer:I ov corse hav nothin agenst warin pants for 4 days. I think it shoze grayte appreeshyayshun for the full extent ov PANT POTENSHUL. It is eezily dun:

day 1: normal pant warin
day 2: bak-to-frunt pant warin
day 3: rite-way-rownd inside-owt pant warin
day 4: inside-owt bak-to-frunt pant warin

Yu see? It is eesily acheevabol an kwite all rite to do (so long as yu don't eet curry for the 4 days in kwestchun). No! I'm not beraytin him for this at all! I'm jus sayin, if he HAZ to do this, then he oviossly duzzent hav enuff pants for a dam good frolick, an that is enuff to mayke enywun miserabol.

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This is the day wen ANUTHER present arrived for Dilly. Julie sent her this, amung uther things, but cos it waz rapt in BLOO AN BROWN, she sed that I probly needid to open it as if it wer for her it wud be, oh, maybe PINK AN GREEN. Yu think?

But eevn tho the culler ov the rappin sed "BEAR!" an the insides sed "CHOKLIT, WICH BEARS REELLY REELLY LIKE!" she sed it waz oviusly HERS arfter all cos sed choklit waz" Dino-Wagon" shaypet.

YU SEE WAT I HAV TO PUT UP WIV AROWND HEER?
YU SEE?

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But yesterday me an LBBBJ fownd a BEAR SIZE pot ov appol an ginger jam: -so we hav claymd this an tayken it into custerdy.
Com to think ov it, sumthin custerdy wud go very well wiv appol an ginger jam. A nice steamd puddin, maybe. Or a cayke. Well, enyway, we shall be keepin this asit waz oviossly ment for us. An Mummy is on anuther cow diet. So it will help her.

-yu see that?
Yu see?
Eevn arfter so mutch neglekt, I am still a very helpful Bear.

Bye fer now!

Don't menshun the war

Yesterday's scores:

• Gills: restin
• Simpsons: yes
• Tesco: yes, an Henry cayme too, but we dident get much ov a ride in the trolley cos we stoppt to say hullo to a doggy wiv big ears hoo waz waytin for his Mummy outside the shop, an Daddy went ahed wiv the trolley to the car. Poo! Nice doggy tho!
• Nose Hugs Surprizisity Score: 10! I'm a champyun at this /10
• Day Score: 7.43291/10

HULLO NOT-A-BEARS!

Thare's a alot ov football on telly at the moment an larst nite France waz on, playin Italy, so my cuzzin Henry, hoo is a Frenchy-type, waz on the end ov the coffee-taybol, watchin.

Unfortewnitly he fell off wen he waz shaykin his paw at wun ov the Italyen players for trippin a French player over. Grayum poyntid owt that the Frenchys had dun the sayme sort ov thing, an wun ov them had eevn been sent off for bein norty! HEHEHE! An I sed that that waz typikol ov a French sort, not stayin till the end! Then Henry realized that this waz a joke abowt the secund werld war, an sed that my Irish sorts wernt eevn in it, jus like they wernt eevn in this football competishun.

WELL! We had a rite punch up arfter that! An Daddy got Grayum to come in an seperayte us. But wat a cheek! Cos he startid it enyway. Sort ov.

We sat at diffrent ends ov the sofa for a wile an then Mummy sed, "Wy don't yu 2 share this choklit an be frends?" Choklit? I thort. Okidokee. It's werth bein frends if there's choklit. But then we red the wrapper an it sed it waz Italyen! HAHAHA! We had a good larff abowt that, eevn tho it wassent the best choklit.

Today, Mummy sed she wantid to see that we had all mayde up agen so weer havin a Pant Party.

Eevn DOgcat/Catdog is joynin in:If ownly Adolf an co had got their pants owt, the war wud hav not ownly endid a lot sooner, but it wud hav ternd into a grayte party as well!Wa-heyyyyyyyyyy!!!!!!!!!!

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An now a speshol rekwest....

Calamity Jane had a big operayshun yestaday, wen she had her kidney trarnsplarnt. If yu get a minit, wy not pop over to her blog an leev sum nose hugs? That way, wen she comes home an logs on, she will feel all huggd an it will mayke her smile!!

Bye fer now!