The Gorilla Jumper
Yesterday's scores:
HULLO NOT-A-BEARS!
Mum was in a mood arfter the postman sed sumthing silly to her. I keep telling her though, if yor going to go to the door wen yor on yor own, TAKE THE BEAR WITH YOU. I may LOOK cute, but I do fer-ro-shus too, yu know, an I'll protekt yu. Peepol won't hang around at the door very long if they see yu bringing me to talk to them.
Enyway, being wound up an angry has a strange effect on gerls, I've noticed, so ferst she got hungry and had pork chop, broccolli an mayonaisse fer breakfast, then she went shopping. I went wiv her to remind her that she has the upkeep ov a small Bear to think about.
She endid up buying jumpers in a sale. They were all redewst to £5. She got all eggsited wen she found wun that yewst to be £50. "WOW! Look, Bob!" she sed to me in the changing room (I like changing rooms, me) "This yewst to be £50!" Yes, Mummy, but it looks like it came off a gorilla. Never mind, she bort it enyway, an 4 mor.
I wuddent mind but none of them are Bear coloured, and one of them is suspishussly pink.
I am going to hav to monitor the front door more carefully around postman time.
Bye fer now!
3 comments:
Yes, I can well imagine people running away if you came to the door TALKING to them. LOL!!!!!!!!!!!
Well done on wanting to protect your mum. And don't worry, I have had a few 'gorilla jumpers' in my time, and they usually become old favourites, for the garden or for cold nights in.
Margaret
Thank yu, Margaret. Gud to see sumwun appreshyates my fer-ro-shusness.
I'm not sure what you mean by a gorilla jumper; I'm more worried about you enjoying being in a changing room...
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