Well I went to the market.
Sunday morning in the dark and cold I went with my mum
who from now on I'll call Granny, because she takes
a while to get going in the mornings. I really wanted to look in
her basket to see if there were any cookies in there. All I could find
was a flask of coffee and a sandwich and some fruit. Not that interesting for a bear.
I thought I should check out what happens to all those bears she makes.
OK they are all sitting pretty, now what!!!!
Granny thinks she will sew more bears????
I beg your pardon, can't she even go to a market with out
that old disgusting pin cushion. Some times your Granny
really embarrasses you.
I hope you notice she has her coffee to drink; what about me!
Patterns every where and alpaca to cut out, she could have made
me a nice blanky with that.
I thought I would check out what else is at this market.
Can you believe they have new born babies; heaps of them.
I didn't like that to much I thought they might cry.
Do you see the row of heads up on the rack.
Creepy , I just want a lolly.
Well this stall is better they have gollie cards.
They are my friends so I quite like this stall.
Well I got board, sitting watching Granny sew, so I collected
all the mandarin pips and every now and again I throw one at
her, just for a laugh. I thought I might ring some mates on the phone.
I found a stall that had very pretty jewelery, so I thought
I should try some on to see if it looked fetching on my
beautiful fur.
I'm not sure if pink is just right for a Wilbur.
Well it was a long day and I was glad to get home and
have milk and cookies by the fire.
Granny came home with 2 or 3 less bears than she went with.
So I was very glad when she tucked me into bed that I
came home.