Happy Eester!!

Latest scores:

• Gills: weev been ok we ar top of the taybol!
• Simpsons: Yup, I finerly put my furry fut down an sed we MUST hav Simpsons on!! An eevn Granny larft at it, cos it was the wun ware Santa's Littol Helper gets a gerlfrend and they hav 25 baybeez, and Mr Burns sings a song that goze "See my pants! See my vest!" hehehe
• Tesco: Yes, emergensy visit - I just rememberd it's Dilly's berfday tomorro (sheesh).
• Nose Hugs Surprizisity Score: 9.5 got Daddy /10
• Overall Score: 8ish, I gess/10

HULLO BEARS AN NOT-A-BEARS!!!

Well the last time I bloggd was on Pant-Cape Tchewsday an today it is Eester so I rekkon my sekkritry must hav given up bloggin fer Lent!

I hope yu are all well, doin grayte things an stuff. Weev had snow on an off, an hail an sleet. Sumtimes the sun sneeks out but then sumwun goze, "Hey the sun's come owt!" an scares it away.

Enyway. Enuff of this banter. It's time to look at choklit!!

Heer's my Eester egg....

Grayte, issent it?

At ferst I ownly sor the monkey, but then I notist a Bear peaking rownd the corner! See him?

Nyom nyom

The box of Dilly's egg was bigger than mine, wich I thort wassent fair. But then wen she got it owt the box, I sor that it was totally fair after all!

Teehee hers is smaller! Teehee! But she sed it was perfick cos it fit under her snout just perfickly. -Result! Got the best egg and dident get moaned at! Yay!

Mummy got Daddy sum bunnys. I think it looks like theyer on a bunny bus-

Well like I sed tomorro is Dilly's berfday. It's allways the ferst Monday in April. Then she has ANUTHER berfday on 23rd April. She sez she gets 2 berfdays like the Queen. I noe the Queen has 2 berfdays but I don't see the link. I think thare issent wun, she just wants mor ribbon-getting days.

Enjoy wat's left of yor choklit! Byee!!

BOB T BEAR (esq)

Snow Bears an Eggs an Buns an Bunnys oh my!

Weekend's scores:

• Gills: yes- we beat Bournemouth (full nayme: Born Mouthy Scum) by 2 goals to 1. Thank yu, evrywun hoo wor their lukky bloo pants! Weer playin agen today- so I hope yu've had time to wash them. If not, jus tern them inside owt.
  
• Simpsons: yes, but curiossly it was anuther mad Halloween speshol
• Tesco: yes
• Nose Hugs Surprizisity Score: 10/10
• Overall Score: it waz a grayte weekend! 9.216/10

HULLO NOT-A-BEARS!

Sorry evrywun- I waz too bizzy to blog yestaday- an this is wy:-

I WAZ FINALLY ABOL TO MAYKE ME A SNOW BEAR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WA-HEYYY!!!!

Mummy went owt yestday mornin erly to put food owt for the berds, then she cayme an woke me an sed "It's snowin! An this time it's lyin on the grownd, too!" WELL! Arfter that I cuddent sleep eny mor. I put my coat an boots on a waytid till there waz enuff for my perposses!

It cuverd the car:an it cuverd the frunt garden:-an it cuverd the bak garden:-Can yu beleev that it has all gon now???? Well, just a littol clump heer an there. But it waz good fun wile it larstid!

Wen I cayme indors Daddy gayve us our Eester eggs:-As yu can see, Dilly waz happy wiv a pink sissy number, but mine had The Simpsons on it!!!!An we polisht off the larst ov the Hot Cross Buns.... theez buns don't look as neat as the wuns in the shop, but they ar better, cos me an Dilly mayde them, an enyway, I put extra hunny on them! Hehehee!Larst but not leest, as it waz too cold to see eny Bunnys owtside, I enjoyd sum in Blogsfeer insted- this blog Q D Patooties haz duzens an duzens ov them!!! Hav a look! They ar all mayde by diffrent crafters so they ar all diffrent. Yu can vote for yor fayvrit wun. Sum ov them ar eevn a bit scary!! But my fayvrit is number 32- heer he is!!!! Hope yu enjoy them. They will mayke yu smile!!

Happy Eester evrywun!!!!

Bye fer now!

Brrrrrrrrr it's cold!!!!!!!

Yesterday's scores:

• Gills: no - but weer playin today so I hope yu've got yer best bloo pants on!!!
• Simpsons: yes
• Tesco: yes
• Nose Hugs Surprizisity Score: 9.5/10
• Day Score: 7.5198742/10

HULLO NOT-A-BEARS!

It's cold! Today weev had all sorts ov coldness- rain, hayle, sleet an snow. Oh! An lots ov wind, too, an I don't meen the warm type that yu get in bed. HEHEHEHE! Heer's a vid ov the snow in my garden abowt harf an hour ago! -

Keep warm!

I'm lookin forwerd to gettin a choklit egg tomorro! I'll nip an show yu!

Bye fer now!

Wa-heyy! News from Scotland!

Yesterday's scores:

• Gills: no
• Simpsons: yes
• Tesco: no
• Nose Hugs Surprizisity Score: 10/10
• Day Score: 7.2111106/10

HULLO NOT-A-BEARS!

I got an emayle from AB Bear's dad! AB lives in Aberdeen. I postid abowt him larst yeer, darnsin in wun ov the pubs up thare. The video's still on my blog if yu want to see it, heer!!!

Since then heez been clymin mowntins. I wonder if my Arnty Fiona knoze him. She yewst to go mowntin clymin up thare. That's how she met my Unkel Jon. It's troo! An wen they got marreed, they had a cayke that lookt like a big mowntin. Hehee. I wonder if they yewsd choklit peanuts for the sheep poo. But I dygress. AB's dad sent theez fotoes ov him an sed:

He climbed a big hill in Aberdeenshire called Bennachie then had to have a drink with his monkey friend.....

HEHEHE!!!!! I rekkon bein rownd AB wud be fun!

I've got to go now an help Mummy bayke sum Hot Cross Buns fer Eeaster. I wunder if AB will be eetin eny. I'm puttin extra hunny in mine.

Bye fer now!

WOW! Look wat I fownd today!

Yesterday's scores:

• Gills: no
• Simpsons: yes
• Tesco: no
• Nose Hugs Surprizisity Score: Sam tryd to get me but I sor him comin so I dukt, an he fell off the bed onto Grayum's hed, an as he got up I got both ov them so I get to yews a speshol dubbol-yor-scor card, wich meen 20/10
• Day Score: 7.65715650001/10

HULLO NOT-A-BEARS!

We get lots ov Blackbirds in our garden. They ar eezy to spot coz they ar blak an berds. Sept for the laydy wuns, wich ar brown.

Heer's a Blackbird. As yu can see, he is a blak blackbird, so he is a boy.

-We took that foto on a cold mornin an yu can see the grarss is frosty. Frosty grarss is fun cos it crunches wen yu walk on it, like wen Daddy eets seerial for brekfust. Yu can also see ice in this pikcher, wich Mummy took off the dish befor puttin new warter in. Sum ov the ice she took off jus befor we took the pikcher, but sum ov it iz from the day befor, an it haddent been warm enuff to melt.

WELL! The other day we sor a laydy Blackbird (that's a brown Blackbird, rite?) pikkin up moss an stiks an stuff an flew into a tree neer our howse. "HULLO!" I thort, "I wonder if she is maykin a nest?" an Mummy had a look but dident find enything. But today, wen she waz bizzy I got up in the tree to hav a look myself!

Heer's me an the tree. Look how close to the bak ov the howse it is! The laydy Blackbird mus reelly like us!

This is me poyntin to the bit ov the tree whare the nest is. That issent red string, it's red pen. I drew it on the pikcher arfterwerds:It's well hiddon an yu carnt tell from the owtside that thare is a nest inside. I climed in the tree an this is how I fownd it! Good job I'm a spy or I never wud hav spottid it thare! (That's how Mummy mist it!) Heer is the nest inside the tree-

The laydy Blackbird hasent got eny eggs yet. I shall keep an eye on things for her. Me an Dilly ar goin to gard the tree in cayse eny big bully berds, like jackdaws or magpies com an try to eet the eggs or the babys. I shall go "Hu-phwarr!" in a kararty chop an pertekt them.

It is very Easterry to find a nest.

Do yu hav eny sines ov spring or Eeaster whare yu liv?

Bye fer now!

Interviewing Dilly

Yesterday's scores:

• Gills: no
• Simpsons: yes
• Tesco: no
• Nose Hugs Surprizisity Score: suspended- Grayum an the Windowsill Bear Familee are on strike, they say, till I "apologise" for pointing out how Grayum cheated./10
• Day Score: 8/10

HULLO NOT-A-BEARS!

As menshonned yestaday, Dilly finished inkewbaiting her Easter egg. I managed to interview her about it. She sez that a baby dwagon flew out of it, up the chimney and off to Waylia*. Hey ho! Here's the interview:

If yu carn't see it here, try here.

Hope yu all hav a good weekend. We're probly off to Granny's howse. See yu layter!

Bye fer now!

*I think that means Wales. Apparently Mummy dragons aren't that fussed abowt their offspring, an batch them off to Wales arfter too days, becos arfter that they get boring. Sum end up in Hungaria or Cornwallia, but most go to Waylia....

Marigolds Week 2 & Silly Bearded Twits

Yesterday's scores:

• Gills: no
• Simpsons: yes
• Tesco: no
• Nose Hugs Surprizisity Score: 10/10 -based on ONE attack only, on Mummy, cos Grayum is refusing to join in
• Day Score: 7.39/10

HULLO NOT-A-BEARS!

As promist larst week, I am here with an update on my marigolding. Here's how they were looking this eevnin:

I have 13 shoots. They've had a sprinkling of fresh water every day, an 2 tastes of my own speshol fertilizer. All seems to be going well. To compare with larst week's photo (which is basically just er, mud,) click here.

I'd hav posted this vital informayshun earlier, but we all went off to a Nature Reserve today, called Minsmere.

The jerney is a bit of a trial, becos it's in Suffolk. Now, Suffolk has a strange tradishun of painting its houses PINK. And yu remember about Dilly & pink????? Yep, that's right: obsessed. So evry time we drive past one she shouts out "PINK HOUSE!!!". It's loud enuff wen she's right next to yu shouting it down yor ear, but her long snout amplifies it by several times. I'm surprised I've got eny fur left on my ears at all.

Speaking of amplified booms, Mummy spotted a weird bird called a bittern. It duzzent churp or enything, it BOOMS. It hides in reedbeds an is very, very elusive. There aren't menny of them in the country, ownly about 20 of the booming boy wuns, so wen she spotted it arfter just a few minutes, lots of the old guys with beards, an huge cameras, hoo'd been sitting there fer hours (hehehehehe), got a teensy bit narked.

Wen the time came to come home, the people in charge were arsking all the men if they saw the bittern, but no one asked Mummy. She sed it was becos she didn't hav a big camera or a willy. But I didn't even no they had THOSE on display, an told her, nah, it was probably the lack of beard.

Here is a mercifully short film of Dilly looking at the birds. You'll hear her calling them wagon-birds. This is because they descended from dinosaurs which, she says, are wagons. (Sigh...)

(if you carn't see it here, try here.)

Obviously, you'll hav realised, her coming along with us today means that she has finished inkew-baiting her egg. More on that, tomorrow......

Bye fer now!

Paid at last!

Yesterday's scores:

• Gills: no
• Simpsons: yes
• Tesco: yes
• Nose Hugs Surprizisity Score: 8/10 (suspect Grayum cheated)
• Day Score: 8/10

HULLO NOT-A-BEARS!

Daddy finally paid his debt an I got the 40 choklit peanuts I won on the Grand Nashional:

Mmmm nmnmn nm nm nm um nm! Well worth waiting for. (Monkey, I saved you a few, ok?)

Dilly said that they look like rabbit poo, but she's jus jealous.

Akshully, we're havin to giv her a wide berth this week, cos her Eester egg has made her broody. She has been inkew-baiting it for days now. (I'm not shor wat this means, but Daddy has asshored me that it is nothing to do with Bear-baiting.) Anyone who goes too near her gets snapped at. I'll see if I can get a photo for you, but I might be risking life an limb....

Meanwhile, in our bee-infested spring garden, I cort this pic of wun of my frends, the Bob Robins. We hav a few. Mummy calls this wun "Newton", arfter wun of her teachers at junior skool, who always had her hed on wun side. See wat yu think:

Bye fer now!

Great Weekend!

Weekend scores:

• Gills: YES!! We won!!!! We beat Bristol City (I'll let yu guess what their full name is) by 1-0
• Simpsons: no. They don't seem to like weekends.
• Tesco: yes
• Nose Hugs Surprizisity Score: 10/10
• Overall Weekend Score: 9.1379/10

HULLO NOT-A-BEARS!

I hope yu all had a good Eester. I was up erly on Sunday cos I knew they had a Choccie Egg fer me an Dilly, but they hid them. So I had a good spy arownd while Daddy was asleep. I fownd them but still feigned surprise wen they brort them owt layter. Well, yu hav to, don't yu. Enyway, I got one with Mr W. T. Pooh on it, an Dilly got a sissy pink wun. Here we are:

Mummy made an Eester cake. It had 12 small choccie eggs on it. Daddy sed it shood hav ownly 11, as they represent Jesus's frends, an he yewst to hav 12, but wun did a bad thing, so yu ownly get an egg fer 11 of them. But Mummy sed she dident care an that he was set up. So she gave him an egg too. HAHAHAHAHAHA.

In the end she ate it so it dident matter, an we awl went to Granny's where we ate roast pork. I think people mostly eat lamb at Eester, but lamb makes Mummy poo championship rates, so we had pork insted, an then looked at the cewt lambs in the fields an went "Ahhhhhhhh...." with clean conshonses. (Dident see eny pigs.)

Bye fer now!