Pilot Bears!

Yesterday's scores:

• Gills: No, theyer on hollyday
  
• Simpsons: No
• Tesco: No
• Nose Hugs Surprizisity Score: 9.5 /10
• Overall Score: 6.83691/10

HULLO NOT-A-BEARS!!!

I hav fownd a grayte video on YouTube! It's a pilot Bear hoo flys off wiv sum frends to go fishing, then flys home agen wiv a Harley. Fantastik! It's a abowt 5 minets long, so get yer cuppa tea reddy an gather yor Bears!!



I hope yu enjoyd that!

We had thunder today, so we had to race off an spend sum time in the thunder shelter. The rain was so hevy for a wile yu cud barely heer the thunder! Mummy sed Mr Scooter sat on the windowsill an meowed at it. He was not a happy Not-A-Bear, I can tell yu. Heez got into a rooteen nowadays that largely involves sunbathing, an feline types ar not the type that like theyer rooteens interruptid!

Enyway, arfter the thunder, it waz nice to hav a good movie to show the littler Bears. Thunder is a hevy thing wen yor small, yu noe.

Hav yu had eny thunder, or seen eny good films laytely??

OK to come owt now!

Weekend's scores:

• Gills: yes, we playd Hereford (Full nayme: Load ov Bull Town) an got a not-a-loos, 0-0.
  
• Simpsons: yes! At larst! I haddent seen them for yonks!
• Tesco: no, an Mummy sneekt off to Waytrose agen.
  
• Nose Hugs Surprizisity Score: Duzzent cownt cos it waz dark in thare so they dident reelly get me. /10
• Overall Score:7.6645/10

HULLO NOT-A-BEARS!!!

I've bin away. Well not away, like, but I've bin in-dispozed. Well, in a cubberd. The airing cubberd, to be preecise. Utherwise noan as The Thunder Shelter.

Weev bin havin thunder an stuff, see. An an an I don't like that type ov thing. An nor do lots ov the uther Bears, so I took them wiv me.

It duzzent meen weer not brayve, bein scared- we AR brayve; WEER BEARS for goodness sayke, an yu don't get Bears that arnt brayve. That wud be like snaykes that arnt slithery or or or trees that arnt woody. No! If yor not scared ov sumthing, yu don't NEED to be brayve, do yu? See? So we can be BOTH scared AND brayve. Witch is wat we wer.

Corse, pants help.

The airing cubberd had been cleard owt the day befor, an all the cleen lorndry had been put away. So Me an Blooberry sneekt owt in between flashes ov lytenin to bring in mergency pant supplys. Lukkily Daddy's pant dror issent too far away. We endid up wiv such a pant pile, sum ov the lads ar still in thare! Teehee!!!!

How's the wether bin ware yu ar?

Bye fer now!

Dark skys, pink posters an perpol Bears haha!

Yesterday's scores:

• Gills: No
• Simpsons:yes
• Tesco: no
  
• Nose Hugs Surprizisity Score: 9.5/10
• Overall Score: 7.269/10

HULLO NOT-A-BEARS!!!

Did I menshun that Zed had come to stay wiv us? Heer he is, the wee perpol fella:He livs at Granny's an this is his ferst trip away from home. He is into EVRYTHING. He is sooo curious. He is in evry dror an cubberd lookin at stuff. I larst sor him heddid for Mummy's crarft room. She followd him PDQ to hide all the cutty things. She sez heez sayfe in thare now, but I havent seen him for owers. Evry now an then I heer gigglin or an "Oooo" or "Ahhh!" as he finds sumthing else new. Hey ho. Wat it is to be a cub, huh?

I waz a bit worreed this arfternoon cos this happend:it went all dark!!!
I thort thare wud be a big storm an I waz worreed I wuddent be abol to find Zed an get him to the thunder shelter! Lukkily, it went strayte parst us wivowt a singol drop or a rumbol. I think it went on to Ipswich. Wich is understandabol as that town is full ov poo an needs a good wash. Speshly over thair football grownds. HAHAHA!!!

Well we ar waytin now for Daddy to get home. He landid at the airport neerly an ower ago, so he shuddent be long. Me an Dilly mayde a "Welkum Home Daddy!" poster for the frunt dor:I sed do it all in red to mayke it stand owt but she insistid on doin her bit in pink. Uff! Never mind. We stuk it on the dor an Mummy rang him to remind him to look carefully as he drives in as hedgehogs hav startid to come rownd the frunt as well as the bak now for their dinner an we don't want a skwisht wun.

Must go now. I'm in charge ov welkum-home tea.

Byeee!!!!!!!

Taykin Dorothy to Granny's

Weekend's scores:

• Gills: no
• Simpsons: no
• Tesco: yes: took Dorothy on her ferst ride on a shoppin trolley. She liket it. Her fayvrit part ov the shop waz ware the biskits ar, wich she calls cookies.
  
• Nose Hugs Surprizisity Score: 10! Still hav to teech Dorothy this gayme/10
• Overall Score: 8/10

HULLO NOT-A-BEARS!

The weekend waz grayte!
It waz very hot an at ferst it waz too hot for us to sit up frunt in the car. So heer we ar, all strappt in in the bak. Henri is in the foto cos he waz goin home to Granny's.On the way to Granny's thare waz a big traffik jam. At ferst Dorothy thort this ment taysty snaks, so I had to explain to her that it ment sittin in traffik watchin the heat-monitor on the dashbord cos Daddy's car overheats if it has to sit a long time an then it goze smokey.

Then Daddy had a grayte idea- "Let's just go up that roade over thare an see whare it goze!" he sed. An we endid up at Brentfords Park. It is 215 acres of grassland an woods. Dorothy waz pleezd to see the woods.
We went runnin rownd an rownd an playd Hide-An-Seek-Der-Bear! Heer Mummy cort us on camra just as we wer runnin past her:We rang Granny to say we wud be layte, an stoppt thare for tea...The park waz on a hill an yu cud see London from it. Heer Dorothy is lookin at the Millenium Dome in London. I hav drorn an arro poyntin to it.

We went for a walk a spottid sum deer. Yu can jus see them in the field behind us heer...Heer they ar!Dorothy arskt if peepol huntid them.
No! No! No! Thare is no huntin, heer!She waz relleevd. "Not eevn Bears?" she arskt.
No, ESPESHLY not Bears, I told her.Inside the visitor sentor they had a hive full ov beez. It waz all behind glass so yu cud see them! We Bears find beez fassinaytin. Bears like beez cos they mayke our hunny.We wunderd how they get in! Then we spottid this tewb, leedin from owtside to the hive! Yu can see the beez' bellys!They had uther stuff too. Like theez tadpoles. Mummy rekkons theez gro into frogs! She maykes me larff sumtimes!!!Look at the size ov this cone, Stanley! I bet yu'd like to chew that!Dilly waz mostly intrestid in the exampols ov berd nests they had:We herd on the raydio that the traffik jam had cleerd, so we got bak to drivin to Granny's.
To get to Granny's howse we hav to go over 2 bridges.
Heer is Dorothy watchin as we go over the ferst bridge, the Queen Elizabeth 2nd bridge, at Dartford:Heer we ar comin up to the secund bridge, the Sheppey Crossing:Heer we ar goin over the bridge an that land in frunt is the Isle ov Sheppey, whare Granny livs:It waz very hot an Dilly gayve up navvygaytin an startid barskin insted:Wen we got to Granny's Dorothy fownd Miss Fluffy sleepin under a chair cover. She waz a bit confewzd. She sed sheed never seen a hedless cat befor:Thare wer lots ov Bears at Granny's to meet an Dorothy had sum grayte chattin:This is Bean. He's ralaytid to Mr bean's Bear.Granny had sum speshly Bear sized tarts for us. I choze coconut an Dorothy had treacle. YUM!On Sunday Mummy cookt dinner for evrywun. We had chikn casseroll, bayked swede an dumplings. Skrum!I showd Dorothy the hat that Unkol Roy had sent from Mexico. Unkol Roy is werkin thare, as a teecher. He gayve Granny this sooveneer but it's too small for her. It generally fits Bears, tho, an Dorothy tryd it on:Dilly showd Dorothy rownd Granny's garden. She sez she wil put her own fotoes on her blog layter abowt it. Meenwile heer they ar spyin on Mr Scooter from behind the tomato plarnt:Heer they ar waytin for berds to come an eet from the berd feeders in the tree:Wen we got home we rememberd that wun ov Daddy's neffews haz a berfday this week, an we need to send a card.
Mummy arskt me to chooz owt ov lots ov a box ov cards that sheez mayde. I choze this wun:Dorothy agreed that the cat on the card duzz hav sum exslent pants. I wonder if I cud get her intrestid in a good pant frolik???

Mummy sez we shud try to teech Dorothy abowt the histry ov our town but I rekkon sheel get enuff lessons on her travels an wat she cud reelly do wiv is a good frolik!

I haff to go now cos it haz gon dark an is startin to thunder an so we Bears need to get upstairs to the pant cubberd er... I meen Thunder Shelter. Wich is ware brayve peepol go wen it thunders if they don't like thunder. But eevn tho they don't like it they ar still brayve. If yu wer never scared ov sumthing how wud yu kno yu wer brayve? See? So if yu don't like thunder it duzzent DUZZENT meen yor not brayve. An I am brayve enyway cos I'm a Bear.

Bye fer now!

Bobcam report

Yesterday's scores:

• Gills: no
• Simpsons: yes
• Tesco: no
• Nose Hugs Surprizisity Score: serspendid dew to time spent on hunting reptillyens /10
• Day Score: hard to calkewlayte as I've never akchewly huntid reptilyen types befor. I yewzerly avoyde them. /10

HULLO NOT-A-BEARS!

Well, they still havent ternd up. I've just bin rownd an chekt the Bobcam sistem. The ownly wun that showd enything at all reelly (exsept cam4, wich cort a spider, but I won't post that cos they scare Mummy) waz cam1, at the top ov the stairs. See wat yu think:

OK. Cam1 is set at the top ov the stairs, faysin the dor to the airing cubberd.

If yu don't call it this owtside ov the UK, I maybe better explayne- this is a cubberd that contaynes the hot warter sillinder for the heetin. Abuv it ar lots ov shelvs, an peepol put thare newly washt lorndry in heer arfter dryin it, to mayke shor it's dry all throo. It's also whare most peepol stor thare sheets an towels an stuff. I jus call it the pant cubberd. It also serves as a good shelter dewrin thunder storms. (Pant comfort facility.)

Enyway. This is a good pozishun for Bobcam as it is (1) at the top ov the stairs an (2) on the landin. This meens it will capcher all the traffic goin upstairs, an to the bedroom, the barthroom, etc.....


Oh look! It's wun ov Mummy's fleecy soks!!! Hehe! I wunder if she waz puttin eny fresh pants in thare....

Hmmm...


This calls for Bobcam's CSI Enharnse Feetcher:Yu see that???
Don't yu rekkon that cud be the tip ov Chuck's tayle????

I did hav a good look wen I got up this mornin, soon as I sor this. But I carnt see them in thare. An the frunt dor waz unlokt. I rekkon they cayme bak, kippt in heer, then went owt agen..... curioser and curioser...... hmmmm....

Well I've reset all the cams. Hav to wayte an see wat they catch today.

Rite!

I'm off to investigayte that fresh pant possibility.......

Bye fer now!

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!