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Showing posts with label Julie. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Julie. Show all posts

Friday, August 20, 2010

TSKK!!!!

Yesterday's scores:
  • Gills: No
  • Simpsons:yes
  • Tesco: YES Mummy had sum photo's printed thare. The man forgot to charge her and she sed to him, I havent paid. She sed she cud ov got away wiv that, but that wud be steelin an I wud hav had to disown her and mayke her sleep in the car.
  • Nose Hugs Surprizisity Score: 8 but it shud hav bin a 10 but Mummy waz bein deliberetly contenshus an I cuddent be arst, troof be told/10
  • Overall Score: 7.265/10
HULLO NOT-A-BEARS!!!

Well yu noe wat? Yu liv an lern, don't yu. Yu liv an jolly well lern hoo yor frends ar!!!!

Thoze ov yu that ar still my frends (i.e. yu dident tayke Dilly's side yestaday-puh!) mite be intrestid to heer abowt tomorro's footie match for Gillingham! We will be playing LINCOLN hoo ar Northern Dodgey Franchise Scum. Julie, ware ar yor loyaltys goin to lie? With the team ov a small, loquayshus, loyal an frendly Bear, or with a town like Lincoln just cos they ar up the road from yu. Ay? Ay? I shall expekt a pant inspekshun report from Mr Julie. Bloo wuns, pleez. Bloo from evrywun, pleez!

Me an Daddy ar going to the match an we ar droppin off the gerls at a big shopping senter on the way, ware they can get lost an look at shooz an stuff for hours. Thayer weird!

Bye fer now!

Thursday, June 11, 2009

Waytin for a speshul gest...

Yesterday's scores:
  • Gills: no
  • Simpsons: yes
  • Tesco: yes, walkt thare wiv Mummy. Had a slow browze from the trolly. Met 3 uther Bears- they had brort small children wiv them to the shops.
  • Nose Hugs Surprizisity Score: still serspendid 10
  • Day Score:7ish /10

HULLO NOT-A-BEARS!

Weer gettin reddy for a speshul gest heer. It's a Bear calld Dorothy. She is a travellin Bear. She stays lots ov playses, an rites abowt them in her journal. She haz been wiv Julie laytely, an is now on her way to us. We don't kno ware she will go next arfter us. We hav to arraynge that arfter weev talkt to her abowt it. I hope she gets heer in time for the weekend, as we ar goin to Granny's howse. We can tayke her to the beach. I wonder if she haz seen the sea before? An Granny has lots ov Bears to introdewse to her.

We ar all reddy. (Do yu like our Scooby Doo cookie? Reel Scooby snaks!)

I hav been sellektin my fayvrit pants speshly for her to frolik an I've sayved sum ov my gummy bears for her too.

Henri is no help at all. He haz spent all the time groomin his silly fayce. He keeps tying and re-tying his bow an testing his bref. He's a reel tart sumtimes. But enyway, Dorothy is my gest, not his. So thare!

Thank yew for all the messidges on my larst post. My cowd is mutch better now. I think waring a pair ov Mummy pants as a scarf reelly helpt. As did the chiken soop ressippy that Buttons sent.

Now, wile we ar waytin for Dorothy, chek owt this blog that Stardust allertid us to. It is brillyent!!!! It's calld My Milk Toof. Hav fun!

Bye fer now!


Tuesday, April 07, 2009

Chekkin in, from Lincoln!

HULLO NOT-A-BEARS!

Well heer I am, in Lincoln, an it haz been sunny an intrestin.

It's not reelly a hollyday. IBeati sed that it happend kwite suddenly for a hollyday. But it issent wun reelly, not for Mummy an Daddy, enyway! No. They are heer on a corse. They ar lernin things and then tomorro they hav a test.

But us Bears- oh yeah, an dragons (tsk!)- WE see it as a hollyday, cos we don't hav to do the corse or the test. We get to hang owt at the hotel all day, or stroll to the carsol an cathedral, nearby, an go investigaytin stuff.

In the eevnin we all go fer walks together. On Therzday thare is no mor corse or tests so we can awl go abowt together, investigaytin stuff sum mor.

On Sunday we went to see Julie, wich Dilly blogged abowt allreddy (wen she do that? I dident eevn see the compewter switcht on befor!). It waz grayte at Julie's. I got to meet Bertie Bear, hoo haz an ace bloo jumper.

Then on Munday Dilly had a berfday. Wish she AWLSO bloggd abowt. (WHAT the?? I must hav bin distraktid wiv the cayke......)

Note I say that she had A berfday, not HER berfday. This is becos she haz 2 berfdays a yeer. Like the Queen. She haz her hatchday, wich is the ferst Munday in April, then she haz "wagon day", wich is 23rd April. Or, St George's day, to thoze ov us hoo ar still the matching-socks side of insanity. (Sigh.)

I will pop in again an put sum fotoes on heer for yu. In the meentime, think ov cobbol-stone roades, steep hills an the biggest cathedral yu can imagin. Oh! An a littol ginger cat livs nex dor to this hotel. A fakt wich Mummy, ov corse, thinks is the best bit ov awl.

Saturday, April 04, 2009

Syend, seeld an neerly deliverd.

Saturday's scores:
  • Gills: yes, we playd Barnet an they cheetid an we lost. That's all yu need to kno.
  • Simpsons: no
  • Tesco: no
  • Nose Hugs Surprizisity Score: 9/10
  • Day Score: 6.832/10

HULLO NOT-A-BEARS!

Heer I am Friday, synin my fotoes for the peepol hoo won my 500th Post Pawty Bash joke comp. Chewy, DeLiRium, Linda an Rachelle got theez wuns, but Asta got wun ov me wiv me new hat on inside owt, cos that's wat she wantid! Ha!We sent them all on Friday arftnoon, along wiv Mummy's Eastery cards. She sent cards to France, Canada, USA, Ireland and Singapore. Oh! An England too! Heehee! We wer in the Post Offiss for aiges! The laydy in thare sed that Mummy mus be reelly popular an she jus larffd. Huh! Lots ov the peepol she sent stuff to wer MY blogger frends!

We ar awl off to Lincoln tomorro. We won't be bak till Therzday nite. I'm pakkin the laptop so I can nip in heer an leev sum messidges.......

On the way, we ar goin to pop in an meet Julie! Dilly is gettin soooo exsytid abowt it! I am too, becos we hav bort her a luvly cayke. It's got blakbrys an appols in it an creem in the middol.

I'm not shor if Grayum or sam is comin wiv us. They havent deesydid yet. I bet Grayum duzz tho. He luvs hotel rooms. He luvs the way yu get a kettol, tea, milk an biskits in the room. Wen we get home he puts tea-maykin stuff up in the bedroom for abowt a week an pertends weer still thare.