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!
Monday, July 13, 2009