WOW it's bin aiges since I've bin on heer! Weev awl bin so bizzy. But at larst I hav got the pewter to myself. Hurray! Yu must hav awl thort I'd gon off an hybernaytid or sumthing!
Granny haz finerly got her bungalow up the road from us. Heer she is, standing in frunt ov it:
So Mummy sed, "Er, yes. Do yu hav wun to fit this bit an this bit?"
an the man sed, "Oh, yu won't need wun for that bit, deer, just that bit."
So Mummy ownly got wun for part ov it, cos the man sed that waz awl she needid. An then Mummy fittid it under the sink an ran the warter, an wen she chekt it, the ownly bit still leakin waz the bit that the man sed wud be awlrite. An now I hav to finish the story becos she sed I shud not rite wat she sed abowt him. HAHA.
We ar goin to the bungalow agen today an I am goin to help finish unpakkin an tidying for Granny. I'm a helpful Bear.
Also she is still wonderin if her Bears hav enuff room thare. I told her, I intervewed awl her Bears, an the wuns that parst ar allreddy at my playce. If yor sayin that mor mite need to moov owt, then I need to set up sum second intervews becos kwite frankly sum ov them wer kwite up themselves. They dident seem to see the sense ov doin my rools. Wun ov them eevn sed hoo waz I to tell him wat to do!!!!
Bye fer now!