I don't like thunder, I don't like it. An I don't like Mummy Bear in that hat.

Yesterday's scores:

• Gills:restin
  
• Simpsons: yes- it waz a Crismoss Speshol. "Go figure", as they say over the pond.
• Tesco: yes, HURRAYY! Got to ride in the trolley an go to the petrol stayshun. We beat it! Hehehe! We bort our petrol an then wen shoppin, an then wen we drove parst the petrol playse on the way bak they wer out at the sign, puttin the price up agen. We beat it! Ner ner na nerrr ner!
  
• Nose Hugs Surprizisity Score: 10/10
• Day Score: I don't kno, cos it waz good, till I went to bed..... /10

HULLO NOT-A-BEARS!

Today we ar goin down to Granny's howse an we won't be bak till Friday nite. It's still all grey an windy an rainy. I waz hopin for a erly berfday piknik wiv Granny an sum ov her Bears, but it looks like that's off the menew. I hope it warms up agen for my aktual Berfday on Saterday!

Yestaday the laydy on the telly sed it wud be sunny agen but she lied. It rayned an rayned, all that sneaky drizzelly stuff. Yu kno, the stuff whare yu look out the windo an say, "Do I need my bloo hat?" an desyde that no, yu don't need yor bloo hat cos it issent raynin enymor. An then yu step owtside an TADARR! it got yu! Coz it's that drizzelly stuff that yu carnt see owt the windo, but it maykes yu soakt. Speshally wen it haz jus trikt yu into not warin yor bloo hat.

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It waz a T day so the Windowsill Bears wer down off the windosill, an Dilly went off an playd wiv Mummy Bear. Mummy Bear treets her like her littol gerl. It's reelly, reelly irritaytin.

Dilly tryd her "Medeevol Prinsess" hat on her. I think it's jus disrespektful to Bears, I do. No Bear shud hav to go throo that.

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Layter, at nite time, we wer all in bed, exsept for Mummy an Dilly, hoo wer owt in the garden watchin the hedgehog. Then abowt 2 in the mornin Mummy cayme upstairs an sed she thort thare waz thunder in the distance. She sed that wen she waz hog-watchin she saw the clowds lite up, but wassent shor if it was litenin or if she had just blinkd.

But harf an hour layter it was raynin hard an thare waz th...thu ..... th.... THUNDER.

I don't like thunder!!!!!

I don't like it!!!!!!!!!

It afears me, it duzz!!!!!!

Daddy sez it's jus God moovin furnitcher arownd, an Dilly sez it's dragons playin football. But I don't kno. I jus kno it's scary an lowd an an an scary an I cuddent find my Number 1 pair ov Emergensy Hug Pants an had to mayke do wiv my Number 2 pair.

Mummy sed I waz a very brayve. An Grayum remindid me that jus cos yor scared, duzzent mean yor not brayve, cos if yu wernt scared, yu wuddent need to be brayve, an eevn if yu wer, how wud yu kno?

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Off to Granny's then. I'll tayke me pants wiv me, just in cayse.

I'm ownly littol.

Bye fer now!