Bugs abowndin

Scores since Friday:

• Gills: YES!!! WE WON!!! 3-2 to Bristol Rovers (full nayme: Bristol, Rover the dog plays better). Thank yu to evrywun hoo wor bloo things speshally for serpport, an speshally the extra serpportiv bloo pants (hmm that sownds kwite comfy).
• Simpsons: yes
• Tesco: yes, jus the littol wun tho.
• Nose Hugs Surprizisity Score:10, on Saterdy. Havent dun menny since then./10
• Overall Score: probly abowt 8ish/10

HULLO NOT-A-BEARS!

I've been tryin to blog an the BT Internet "Home Hub" thingy duzzent let me. So I've jus been over an phwarrd a good karrarty chop on it, an now it seems to be werkin a bit betta.

Mummy issent well AGEN! I did wonder if I shud try the sayme tekneek on her, but perhaps not. Hehehee.

This time it is her assmah. I thort this ment that her bottom hert at ferst, but no, it meens she maykes weezy noyzes like the train in that old cartoon- yu kno the wun, wher it's goin up a steep hill an puffing away sayin "I think I can I think I can I think I can". Well, this is sort ov the sayme as Mummy tryin to go upstares at the moment. Sept wiv lots of coffs.

She thinks she may hav cort a bug on the plane bak from Ireland.

Heers an intrestin factoid: bak in the days wen peepol wer allowd to smoke on the plane, the air was replayced evry few minits wiv fresh air. Well, they stopt lettin peepol smoke on playnes cos it's far too dayngeruss for the small Bears on bord, an NOW they DON'T chaynge all the air, they chaynge sum ov it wiv fresh air an the rest they resykol, an they don't eevn do this as offen as befor. So, yu may think the air is cleener up ther, but it issent.

Wat this meens is that yu may think yu did well in not gettin a seat rite next to the snotty screemin 4 yeer old boy up the frunt, but reelly yu still get to breev in all his snotty germs. It's like a littol bonus they throw in for free.

Well Mummy thinks this has happend to her. An now she is coff coff coff, weez weez bleagh. Issent eevn temptid by choklit, wich proovs she issent well (that's the litmus test, that is.) Me an Dilly ar carfterin her agen, wiv lots ov tea an hed hugs. We also fownd her a littol raydio that she can lissen to in bed....

MEENWILE I hav fownd an intrestin card on the dor-mat:

I've had to blot owt my address, wat wiv bein a spy an all.

This meens that the local Postman & Postbear Team tryd to deliver me sumthing on Saterdy, wen I was at Granny's. Now I hav to go to the deppoe to pik it up. I've got my I.D. reddy: my parssport an my bizzness card. So I'll arsk Daddy if he can dryve me ther tonite!

I'm so eggsited!!! Mrs Nesbitt sed she had sent me sumthing. I wunder wat it is!!! HEHEHEE!

Bye fer now!

ps...

sorry if I havent been to visit yor blog fer a wee wile, cos at the moment I's very bizzy carfterin Mummy.... pleez BEAR wiv me (hehehe) an I will come an see yu soon!