Grayum's Bak!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Weekend's scores:

• Gills: yes: we lost 4 - nil to Nottingham Forest (full nayme: Notting Scum Forrest-that-even-Bears-wuddent-poo-in). I layter diskuverd that this terribol miscarridge ov justiss waz dew to Mummy's flagrant non-waring ov her new bloo pants.)
• Simpsons: no
• Tesco: yes
• Nose Hugs Surprizisity Score: 7 (I let Grayum win a few rownds on accownt ov the re-union) /10
• Overall Score: 7 ish/10

HULLO NOT-A-BEARS!

I had trubbol tryin to get me foto's loded up today, an Mummy sed she waz goin to help but then kept comin up wiv exkewsis. Ferst ther waz the wun abowt havin cort Daddy's cold (it's all pritty snotty rownd heer. I've had to give them self-isshooing priviledges over the tishoos. No way am I gettin too neer to that stuff.) Then ther waz a film on TV that she rekond she haddent seen befor, sept I kno she did, it's jus cos that Russell Crowe bloke waz in it. Still, leest this time he waz in a soot. I got a bit worreed wen she liket that Roman film, wher he runs arownd in a skirt.

Sumtimes I don't think she fully appryshyates that I hav a publik to worry abowt, an wiv that comes sponsibilitys. A Bear ov my kaliber carnt be hangin rownd all nite waytin.

Enyway. Heer is the foto I wantid to show yu. It's our "welcom home" hug wiv Grayum!

Yup, heez home! Arfter 3 weeks at Granny's, himself haz reternd. An he STILL haz that 'Living Legend' stiker on his jumper.

At Granny's, we had sum sellbratory caykes: Er, yes. Ther wer mor caykes than that, but we wer a bit hungry.

Next Grayum told me abowt a film heed watcht abowt sum spys hoo sneekt arownd in blak. He wantid to play a new gayme heed mayde up calld "Bein Spys From That Film Wher They Go Abowt In Blak" (hmmm... I mite need to coach him a bit on maykin up naymes fer gaymes) so I lookt arfter his jumper wile he nabbed a pair ov Mummy's best blak "Sloggi" pants.
Meenwile, LBBBJ arskt me to inclood this piktcher ov him. This is his impreshon ov Simon Cowell's trousers:

Yu kno, it's reelly grayte to hav things bak to normal agen.

Bye fer now!

The livin legend

Yesterday's scores:

• Gills: no
• Simpsons: no
• Tesco: yes- the kettol, a meer 10 months old, blew up. We took it bak to get anuver wun, an the laydy sed, "It's OK, we're recallin theez wuns enyway." So Mummy waz rong to moan abowt it coz it waz MENT to blow up. Yu see.
• Nose Hugs Surprizisity Score: 9.5/10
• Day Score: 7/10

HULLO NOT-A-BEARS!

Well, werk on my new film is goin OK. I showd a bit ov it to Mummy, an I cud tell she waz imprest coz she lost all consentrayshun an nokt over her record-braykin stack ov yewsd tea-bags by the kettol. (29! Wow! That IS good.) But I hav come away from my Direktin werk becoz Grayum gayv me a tug on the eer-lobe this mornin an remindid me that I never got rownd to tellin yu abowt Sherwood Forest.

Sum ov yu may recall that wen we cayme bak from Yorkshire the other week we stopt in Nottinghamshire on the way cos sum of us wer in need ov tea, sum wer in need ov a wee, an sum wantid to chek owt the faymuss woods ov Sherwood Forest an maybe leev a few deposits, like wat Bears do.

Well! It jus goze to show how storeez get chaynged down the yeers, duzzent it? I meen, did yu kno that Robin Hood waz reelly a Bear???? He waz bizzy in his offiss, but he cayme to the windo so me an Grayum cud hav a foto wiv him:
The band ov Merry Bears arskt me to joyne, but I thort the kit lookt a bit too much like a dress, to be onnist....

we fownd a big oak tree an wer lookin forwood to doin a speshol poo by it, but do yu kno, we werent allowd to! They sed that the tree waz so old it had to be lookt arfter, an so they put a fence rownd it. I arsk yu! How do they think it reecht such a ripe old age, wivowt sum ripe old Bears droppin by to drop sum droppins by it from time to time? Sum peepol, they kno nothin!
Wyle we pozed fer the foto in frunt ov the big oak, a man cayme up an put a sticker on Grayum's jumper!
I waz goin to do a kararty "Phwah!" on him, an chew his leg off, coz Mummy always told us to beware ov men givin owt pressies in the woods. But she sed it waz OK, an he waz jus collektin fer a charity or sumthin.

Well! this is wat I keep tellin Grayum, that the sticker waz fer a charity. But he thinks it is a medol, fer HIM. An werse, it sez "Living Legend" on it. So now he thinks heez It:

Wich kinda brings me bak to this mornin, an him tuggin my eer-lobe. This is the vew I woke up to:
It waz a shok, I can tell yu. I had to promiss to tell yu all abowt him bein a Livin Legend. It waz that or risk loozin an eer. An I carnt do that. A spy has to hav wun eer forward an wun eer bak. If I lost wun, how wud I signal to other Bear Spys?

I do hope that sticker gets unstuck soon......

Bye fer now!