HAH!

HULLO NOT-A-BEARS!!!

Thank kew for yor messidges. I hav told Mummy that she is in the minorrity, an therefor very rong.

So far she hassent relentid. I havent been abol to find a beetol for her pant dror as it was rayning today. I did hav a spider hidden but Granny fownd it an Daddy skwisht it cos Mummy is scared of them.
So I hav desydid to apply the werst punishment of all. I'm sorry, but she leevs me no choyse: I hav desydid to hide all her pants.

Ha! See how she likes it to be stopt having wat's yors!!!

The ownly reel consolayshun to this sitewayshun is that she is on anuther diet an so I don't hav to giv her eny of my berfday cayke on Monday!

Now off to see if Blogger will let me post photo's!!!!!

NOOOO!!!!!!!!! IT WON'T!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I think Blogger shud be renaymed Bugger. I am now farting in theyer generol direkshun!

Poo!

TTFN

Diskuverys

Yesterday's scores:

• Gills: no
• Simpsons: yes
• Tesco: yes, for harf a cow. Mummy is low-carbin agen.
  
• Nose Hugs Surprizisity Score: 9.5 (from Daddy, cos he sed he herd my beads russlin on my way, wich I think is jus bead-person prejudiss, to be onnist) /10
• Day Score: 7.63982/10

HULLO NOT-A-BEARS!

Hey I've bin bizzy, an bin carfterin Mummy agen, wich is wy I dident hav time to blog- an then today I notist that SHEEZ bin updaytin HER blog, so I thort, well, sod this!!! That just aint rite, laydy. So! Heer's a kwik peek at wat I've bin doin laytely (wen I wassent mayking her Laydyship's tea an runnin a Bear Massardge serviss up an down her showlders.)

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This is the day we Bears discuvered speshol biskits an BEAR SIZE doh-nuts wer hiding owt in a fancy tin in the kitchen. I thort it waz empty. Yewzly is. But wun day, wile sornterin parst, I thort I'd just hav a chek inside an mayke shor.....just as well I did! Scrum!

My luvly-jubbly new jumper from Mrs Nesbitt is very handy for smugglin biskits, wich yu will see heer if yu look closely an ar not foold by my look ov compleet an utter innosense:

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THIS is the day wen I did a kwik spyin misshun in between Mummy's naps.
I diskuverd wy the bloke nex dor is so miserabol so mutch ov the time.
He apparently ownly haz enuff PANTS to chaynge them evry 4 days, az demonstraytid by the sok-to-pant rayshio on his washin line, heer:I ov corse hav nothin agenst warin pants for 4 days. I think it shoze grayte appreeshyayshun for the full extent ov PANT POTENSHUL. It is eezily dun:

day 1: normal pant warin
day 2: bak-to-frunt pant warin
day 3: rite-way-rownd inside-owt pant warin
day 4: inside-owt bak-to-frunt pant warin

Yu see? It is eesily acheevabol an kwite all rite to do (so long as yu don't eet curry for the 4 days in kwestchun). No! I'm not beraytin him for this at all! I'm jus sayin, if he HAZ to do this, then he oviossly duzzent hav enuff pants for a dam good frolick, an that is enuff to mayke enywun miserabol.

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This is the day wen ANUTHER present arrived for Dilly. Julie sent her this, amung uther things, but cos it waz rapt in BLOO AN BROWN, she sed that I probly needid to open it as if it wer for her it wud be, oh, maybe PINK AN GREEN. Yu think?

But eevn tho the culler ov the rappin sed "BEAR!" an the insides sed "CHOKLIT, WICH BEARS REELLY REELLY LIKE!" she sed it waz oviusly HERS arfter all cos sed choklit waz" Dino-Wagon" shaypet.

YU SEE WAT I HAV TO PUT UP WIV AROWND HEER?
YU SEE?

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But yesterday me an LBBBJ fownd a BEAR SIZE pot ov appol an ginger jam: -so we hav claymd this an tayken it into custerdy.
Com to think ov it, sumthin custerdy wud go very well wiv appol an ginger jam. A nice steamd puddin, maybe. Or a cayke. Well, enyway, we shall be keepin this asit waz oviossly ment for us. An Mummy is on anuther cow diet. So it will help her.

-yu see that?
Yu see?
Eevn arfter so mutch neglekt, I am still a very helpful Bear.

Bye fer now!

Blinkin Valentine!

Yesterday's scores:

• Gills: yes, we playd Rotherham Utd, (ful nayme Rotterscum-townsville utd.) an it waz ok till they startid cheetin an wun.
• Simpsons: no
• Tesco: yes, me an Mummy walkt to the littol wun rownd the corner.
  
• Nose Hugs Surprizisity Score: 9.5/10
• Day Score: 7 ish /10
• Daddy's back updayte: it waz so bad on Friday he cuddent go to werk. In fakt, he cuddent sit, stand, or moov left or rite. He jus lent agenst a stool an calld Mummy for help.

HULLO NOT-A-BEARS!

Daddy's bak is bad agen (see note, abuv.)

Arfter Mummy had carfterd him all day on Friday, he sed he waz sorry for not bein abol to go owt an get her enything for Valentine's Day. She waz ok abowt this, until I poyntid owt that it waz a bit like sayin "Sorry I cuddent get yu enything for Crissmoss but I waz ill on Crissmoss Eev." Since then, Mummy haz bin in a bit ov a mood. But it wassent MY falt. I don't kno wy Daddy keeps giving me that look.

Valentine's Day is for gerls reelly, so we boy Bears hav bin keepin low an avoydin it all. I think I better keep a low profile at the moment enyway, arfter wat I sed. It dident seem to go down too well wiv IVER ov them.

So we Bears got sum nappin dun, then sum TV, then sum groop scratchin, then sum nappin. Mummy woke us up for this foto. Cheek! We had to do sum mor nappin to mayke up for it.

Dilly an Chuck went all sissyfied wiv Valentine's stuff an nonsense. Pah!

Mummy haz been sharing sum choklits that Chuck got Dilly. I don't understand Mummy. She sed she dident want eny choklits for Valentine's cos she is on a diet. But becos nowun got her eny, this haz mayde her depresst, wich she sez haz mayde her eet choklit, wich is Daddy's falt for not gettin her eny, eevn tho she told him not to.

I'm goin bak to sleep.

Bye fer now!