Mnyum

Gosh, thanks for awl yor messidges, peeps! I waz goin to blog larst nite but I waz a bit cuverd in hunny an Mummy wuddent let me neer the keebord. Sheez gon to bed now so HA! An HA! agen. Hoo duzz she think she iz???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????
???????????????????????????????????????????????///oops sorry my por got stuk. Dit's a bit stikky. Hey! Did yu spot my cowntdown thingy at the top? It's my berfday on 31st May! I'm goin to be 8 agen. Bears can do that, as yu probly noe by now- we can stay watever aige we want. I've been 8 for a wile now. I like 8. 8's a good aige. It's the aige wen yu get most custerd, too. Ever thort abowt that? Well think abowt it now. See? I was rite, wassent I? 8's reelly custerdy. Yu eet 80% ov yor life's custerd wen yor 8. An that's if yor ownly 8 for wun yeer!

By fer now!



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Jackie, speshol hug ov thanks for yor sympaffy arfter Gillingham lost AND got rellygaytid.I don't understand. Mummy eevn wor her lukky bloo pants.... I had to eet a lot ov Jaffa caykes to get over it. I'm still not, akchewlly, but thare ar nun left. Hunny's nice tho. Speshly wen yu think yu've had anuff, an put it away, an go off an do sumthing else, sumthing compleetly un-hunny, an then yu find anuther bit between yor toze. "OH!" yu say. An hav a lik. Mmmm. BONUS hunny. Like most things nice, it's allways eevn better wen yu get a bit mor arfter yu think it endid.

Good Ol' Granny!!!

Yesterday's scores:

• Gills: No
• Simpsons:yes
• Tesco: yes
  
• Nose Hugs Surprizisity Score:10 -hahaha Granny's Bears are awl owt ov praktiss! /10
• Overall Score: 8ish/10

HULLO NOT-A-BEARS!!!

Wun ov the graytist things abowt bein at Granny's howse for weeks is that she likes to go owt neerly EVRY day, an this meens that she goze into town on the bus an mostly ends up at Tesco's- so I get lots ov rides on the trolley! Wa-hey!

Keep an eye owt the nex time yu go shoppin an see if yu can spot the Bears. Lots ov peepol bring thare Bears, yu noe. If yor pertikewlarly observent yu mite spot us doin a hi-5 as our trolleys parss eech uther.

Enyway, the uther day, I mannidged to steer Granny down the iyell that's got custerd an jelly an uther party stuff like that in it. Wile she waz compairin tins ov rice puddin, I reecht over an got a pot ov custerd. MMmmmMmmmmMmmmm!!! Then, wile I waz tryin to serruptishusly sniff it awl rownd to mayke shur it had shoogar in it on both sides, I spottid a...a.... oh my!!! A CHOLKIT WUN!!!!

WOW!

CHOKLIT CUSTERD! CAN THARE BE SUTCH A THING???

Yes thare can!

Teehee! Good ol' Granny! I hid behind the rice puddin an she jus let it go throo the chek-owt!

Layter on, I shared it wiv her, cos Grannys need bilding up, yu noe. I pored on sum creem, too, an sum banarnana!
She gobbold it awl up an then had a snooze on the sofa. She duzz a lot ov snoozin. Eevn mor than yewzall. Mummy sez she is still heellin arfter bein in hopsikol. Miss Fluffy likes it, cos she gets to sleep on Granny for owers. An I like it cos she snors an it maykes us Bears giggol.

Daddy is comin to stay wiv us for the weekend. He'll be heer tomorro nite. I'm lookin forwerd to havin sum grayte chattin wiv him abowt boy stuff. Yu noe. Football an bottom-berps an stuff.

Bye fer now!