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!