Tishoo ishooing dewty, an hogs at the dor!

Yesterday's scores:

• Gills: No
• Simpsons: yes
• Tesco: no, an Mummy went to Sainsbury's. Pah.
  
• Nose Hugs Surprizisity Score: 8 /10
• Overall Score: 7.265/10

HULLO NOT-A-BEARS!!!

Sorry for my absence. I hav been on allmost 24 hour tishoo-ishooing dewty.

Daddy brings home all the bugs from the kids at skool an this is A LOT. It has been suggestid to me that kids ar just germ factrys in straynge cullerd trainers. Anyway. He brort wun home a few weeks ago an Dilly tryd to help by maykin him drink tea mayde from flowers (jazzmin??). Her uver helpful effort seemd to consist ov just donnin her nersey hat. I think she thinks that "the hat becometh the nerse" or sumthing.

Yeah, I'm not shor the scary swamp-monster type crocodragon mug helps pertikewlarly, iver, Dilly.

Wen she wassent abowt, I got Daddy sum PROPER tea, yu kno, the brown stuff wiv caffeen in it that yu can dunk yer choklit biskits in. Wunce he had this he started to get better. But then Mummy got the bug.

Now, I offen reed that wen Daddys get colds they get them werse then enywun, but I tell yu IT JUS AINT TROO! Wen Mummy gets the cold it haz the addid effect ov attakin not just her breathin apperatus, but also her tummy an that meens, yes yu kno wat I'm goin to say folks, POO!!!

An lots ov it!!! HAHA! An in all sorts ov cullers, too. Por Mummy. Her throate was sor but her bottom waz sorer.

She is neerly all better now. SO I hope I will hav time to get bak to bloggin proply, an visitin yu all.

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It's gettin dark erly heer, an we ar havin to put owt food for the hedgehogs erlier an erlier eech nite becos they start to arrive for theyer dinner at dusk. They ar coming rownd the frunt ov our howse now as well as the bak, so we put owt a playte for them at eech doorstep. Sum nites they ar both playses at wunce an we sit indors in the middol like bein in a hog sandwich.

They will start to hibernayte nex munth so we hav to try to fatten them up an help them gro big. Heer is a littol wun Mummy reskewd larst winter. It had been too small to hibernayte so we took it in an gayve it to a reskew sentor to carfter throo the winter in a heeted pen:Hedgehogs ar cewt but they ar wun ov thoze animals that get smellier the longer yu hold them. Rabbits ar like this too, an hamsters, an ginnypigs.

Now I'm goin to go an hav sum tea an a choklit Hobnob. I mite drop sum aksidently on perposs, cos we hav a mowse livin in the howse agen, an I kno he likes them.

Bye fer now!!

Marks Hall fotoes. ATCHOOOO!!!!!!!

Yesterday's scores:

• Gills: no
• Simpsons: no
• Tesco: yes
• Nose Hugs Surprizisity Score: serspendid dew to too mutch snot in the howse/10
• Day Score: 6/10

HULLO NOT-A-BEARS!

I've cort the cowd!I'm yewzin a pair ov bloo Mummy-pants to keep me warm. I blayme Grayum. He cofft over my biskits.

Enyway! Heer ar the fotoes I promist yu. Now that Mummy is feelin better she can help put them on the pewter. Just as well as I'm not upta mutch rite now!

We sor this big normuss oak tree. It's neerly 800 yeers old!

Ooo this looks like a tank is sneekin up behind me!

We sor lots of goosies. I arskt Daddy to tayke lots ov fotoes cos I knew Mrs Nesbitt wud like to see them.

Heer's Mummy, feedin sum ov them:

The baybeez look very fluffy, don't they?

Thare wer swans, too:Thare waz a walled garden. It waz reelly big!
This is part ov the wall. It's 400 yeers old, so not as old as the tree.
Heer yu can see sum toadflax growin owt ov it.

I liket this bit. It had a low wall goin rownd an rownd the plarnts, just the rite size for a small Bear to go runnin up an down. Can yu see how the littol wall I'm standin on goze too an fro an up an down? It waz fun. Sum kids tryd to do it but it waz mine. I fownd it ferst.Thare wer lots ov theez type ov thing:
We fownd Mummy, relaxin!

We walkt throo sum mor woods an spottid this fella goin for a strowl:

An sumwun had bilt a laydy owt ov big twigs.
It waz very good.
She eevn had laydy-bumps!:
Sum ov the walks in the woods wer markt, sum wernt, yu just mayde them up as yu went along.

We cayme across this field ov ferns.
It waz like a Bear-size forrist, so I had a poo thare.
Then we fownd the piggies!
They keep them in part ov the forrist, wich is far mor fun than livin on a farm!
Yu cud see they enjoyd runnin an jumpin.

Heer's the bum foto I promist yu! Wa-hey!
Dewrin the Secund Werld War, sum forren troops wer stayshund heer,
wile waytin to go to France. Thare waz eevn a littol air field heer.
We cayme across theez old truks, wich we thort mite be left over from then:
Then we sor lots ov theez neerby. It's calld a peacock butterfly:This is Mummy havin a rest wile Daddy taykes fotoes.
Akchewlly, if yu clik on the foto an mayke it bigger,
yu mite jus see me sittin on the arm ov the bench, wayvin.On the way bak we sor sum sheep but ownly just, cos they wer hiding in the long grarss:We wer told they wer "rare breed" sheep.
Troo enuff, they dident go baaaaaaa. So maybe they wer a bit snooty.
We went parst sum mor bayby goosies,
all tukt up for bed:...an I think the parronts had had a row:
And, AT LARST!!! I got sum choklit cayke an a cuppa tea!
No trip enyware is troolly grayte unless yu finish it wiv choklit cayke an a cuppa tea.
Wa-hey!!

I hope yu enjoyd my fotoes!
I wonder if weev got enything like that cayke in the howse.
I fansy sum ov that rite now.
An as I hav a cowd I rekkon I shud hav sum.
I'll hav to send sumsun owt to go an get sum... ware's that Dilly?

Bye fer now!

Watchin colds

Scores since Saterday:

• Gills: yes! We had a big big match agenst Aston Villa, hoo ar a reelly big teem an reelly up themselvs. It wud hav been a 1 goal all dror, but the cheetin scum got a penalty that they did not diserve an the ref waz a nazi.
• Simpsons: yes- but tonite they wer beein meen to Lisa an it waz her berfday. Oh! I muss mayke a note on the calendar! Lisa's berfday! WOW!
• Tesco: yes, fer a littol wile, but still got a ride in the trolley.
  
• Nose Hugs Surprizisity Score: this is serspendid till peepol rownd heer stop bein so snotty. Yeee-ack!

HULLO NOT-A-BEARS!

It's reelly intrestin wen wun ov my parents gets a cold a few days befor the uther wun gets it. It meens that I can sit an watch the second wun go throo all the sayme stayges in the sayme order an we Bears run a book on hoo gets throo it best.

Daddy waz best bet. He eevn went bak to werk today. Mummy's bin tryin to sleep sittin up on the sofa, propt up by loads ov cushons an pillows. This is coz she gets asthma an sez that if she lies down the cold will hert her chest mor. Now, I don't get this at all. Shorly if yu stay sittin up yu get eevn mor gravity on the yukky stuff an so it gets down to yor chest mor eezily?

Enyway. She is now well into the olympic-pooing stayge ov the bug. Altho, I think she is cheetin a bit cos she haz eeten lots ov choklit an that ALLWAYS maykes her poo. I did try telling her- I sed, that 12th nite rool, it duzzent apply to all the Crismoss Choklit yu kno, yu don't hav to eet it all befor Janyery the 6th, Mummy. But she dident lissen. So it's bin like monsoon seezon for mud pies in her bottom department.

We at leest mannidged to load up the fotoes, tho, in between trots. So I hope to be abol to post sum soon!

Hope yu ar all keepin warm! It is so cold heer we woke up to snow on Munday, but not enuff to mayke a snowbear wiv.

Bye fer now!

Weer bak!!!

HULLO NOT-A-BEARS!

HAPPY NEW YEAR, EVRYWUN!!!!!!!!

Weer bak! Horrayyyyy!!!!!!!!!

We got bak layte layte layte Therzdy nite. In fakt I think it waz mostly erly Fryday mornin. Enyway! Do yu kno, we wer in Ireland for 12 days AN IT DID NOT RAYNE!!!!!!! Arrr, tiz a mirrycoil, to be shor to be shor, eye.

Wen we got home we had a pile ov Crismoss cards to open an most ov them wer addresst to me an Dilly wich I waz very glad abowt as it meens Mummy an Daddy start to realize hooz important rownd heer. So, thanks very much, evrywun hoo sent us sum!

Daddy haz been a bit coffy for a long time an since we got home he now haz a full-blown cold, coff coff shiverry snotty, the lot. An now Mummy haz it too. She waz OK yestaday, an went into town for food an cold medsin. Then she got home an mayde sooper soop, wiv chiken an veggies an fennel an ginger an stuff. It sownds odd but waz yum. But I don't think it did her eny good, coz now SHE haz the cold bug too.

So, I am on rownd-the-clok tishoo-ishooin dewtees heer, an cud be kwite bizzy for a wile. I'm goin to sort owt all me fotoes as soon as I get a charnce an show yu lots ov good stuff, like the Crismoss puddin we had at Arnty Anna's, wich we set alite. Oh! An like the grayte truk I got for Crismoss!!!!

Meenwile, hope yu all had a good Crismoss an New Year! I'm off to see yor comments now...... sorry I dident get a charnce to blog from Ireland! I waz mostly up mowntens!!

Bye fer now!

Wiv aw god cowds

This week's scores:

• Gills: no
• Simpsons: yez
• Tesco: yez, fer medsin
• Nose Hugs Surprizisity Score: serspendid dew to too much snot /10
• Week Score: uff /10

HEBO BOT-A-BEARZ!

Today iz my blog'z annibersry- Uh startib dis blog wun yeer ago tobay. I waz goin to hav a big party but um not well enuff. Sssffff. I will hab to hab der party anuver time.

Evrywun heer haz god der cowd. Sff. Daddy had it ferst, but hiz iz neerly gon now. Mummy got it werse than him. I dident understand this. If it's the sayme cowd, wy duzzent she hav it the sayme way? He sed it mewtates. Hmm. I thort mewtayshun waz wen a boy cat goze to the vet an comes bak a gerl. But parrently not!

Erly in the week we herd that Marcelle Marceau had died, so we had a minit's noyze for him:

But sinse then weev awl been jus lyin abowt feelin pawly, reelly.

Bug hevvy cowds call fer big hevvy jumpers:

Mummy haz assma an the cowd haz mayde it werse so we had a charnse to go to Tesco, to the farmassy:

(I don't like the way it sez 'unwantid' nex to me in this pikcher!!!)

Dilly iz immewn to green stuff so she is wantin to look arfter givin owt the pills. I'm a bit worreed abowt this, given her method ov cowntin.

I'm off to mayke mor tea now. Sssff.

Don't ferget to ware bloo tomorro fer the Gills!

Bye fer now! Ssffff.

We've all got colds agen

Yesterday's scores:

• Gills: no
• Simpsons: yes
• Tesco: no
• Nose Hugs Surprizisity Score: too snotty/10
• Day Score: 6.94321/10

HULLO NOT-A-BEARS!

Weev awl got colds agen. I havent posted since Munday cos I've been on extended Tishoo-Ishooing dewties. I'm a really knackered Bear.

At least Mummy finally washt Grayum's jumper so he cud keep warm (AND give me my jumper back). I took this pic of it on the washing line with sum of my parrent's jumpers:

(Grayum's is the wun in the middol)

Anyway. Laytest news is that Daddy's quit his job as a Teacher. So we're goin out today to buy him a new soot, for wen he tries to get a new job. Apparently this is wun ov the Four Times In Life Wen Yu Buy A Soot. The other three being Marrying, Burying, and Trying to Look Good In Court.

I'm goin along because, when a shop sells soots, they yewsually hav an underpant section too, so I'll go an giv it a Dam Good Frolicking. Jhee jhee jhee.....

Bye fer now!

Dilly's "nersing"

Yesterday's scores:

• Gills: no
• Simpsons: yes
• Tesco: yes, the small one
• Nose Hugs Surprizisity Score:9.5/10
• Day Score: 7/10
• Advent Calender Pikcher: some Roman bloke waving a stick

HULLO NOT-A-BEARS!

All the health problems round here of late (colds, toothache, wobbly cats) have put Dilly into nurse mode. I'm sure I've mentioned Dilly's thorts on nursing before. Basically, if she puts her "nersing" hat on, she's a nurse. It works the other way round, too, and the biggest problems facing the modern health service in this country are, apparently, caused by our nurses no longer wearing hats. This means that they are not "proper nerses". (Sigh...)

Back in the summer, wen sum beads leaked from my foot after a good game of footie. Grayum (left) gave me the card. Note Dilly's "nersey hat".

Now Dilly has gon a step ferther in her healthcare hobby and come up with her list of "Two T's Fer Healing". (see last Friday fer a recap on how Dilly counts.) She has nagged me to pass it on, so here it is, guys: Time, Tea, Toblerone and The first Queen greatest hits album:

(see last Friday fer a recap on how Dilly counts. If yor brain can stand it wun mor time.)

Bye fer now!