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Hello once again everyone.
Well last Friday was ‘bring your bike to nursery day’ Mum and Dad had some debate as to whether I would be better off taking my bike which I have a little difficulty pedalling or my scooter which I’ve got the hang of quite nicely. At least they think I have trouble pedalling, but what’s the point if someone is going to push you anyway?
They settled on the bike in the end, good choice! Obviously Dad wanted to make sure I had the hang of it before the big day, so Thursday afternoon was devoted to bike training!

Here I am mastering the ‘Aero-tuck’

And here I am freewheeling down the hill (like Dad does on his). I even managed to learn how to use the brakes, but they seemed to spoil the fun. I had dad pushing me up to the top of the road and then running back down the gentle slope alongside me. To be honest my attention span wasn’t the best and something else would catch my eye quite easily sending me off course. Still, Dad put me right most times and I only fell off once.
The big day came and Mum dropped me off at nursery at the top of the sloping path into the garden…I was off like a rocket with her chasing after me, she had no idea I’d had such extensive training the previous afternoon! I got a sticker and my first ever certificate for taking part…cool!
You would have thought all that excitement was enough for one small lad on a Friday but no, there was more….
Cornwall….AGAIN! What a result. Alan and Andy came round for tea and then we were off. I made sure I had a nice poo just before we left Newbury so Mum and Alan could have the benefit of it’s beautiful delicate aroma all the way there while I went to sleep! By the time they had decided I had actually committed the act (no doubt with endless accusations it was in fact Alan that was responsible for the smell) we were pretty much there. Top marks to me I think. Dad and Andy escaped by travelling in Andy’s car, you’ll keep lads!

I got straight back into it, wetsuit on (and the ridiculous hat) and down the beach! Dad and Andy tried to curry my favour by landing the biggest fish in the net from the rockpools, but quite honestly, none of the specimens they managed to dredge up looked particularly impressive. Neither did Mum’s endless netting of tiny shrimps either. Someone else’s Dad had managed to catch a crab which was pretty cool, you could see Dad was a little put out as he frantically plunged the depths looking for the big one that never materialised.

Here I am trying to bypass the queue at the pasty shop by shouting my order through the letter box, it didn’t work and I had to wait like everyone else.
Over the course of the weekend we dug in the sand, we ate Ice cream, we went to the pub,had a barbecue, we lazed about, and Alan’s face turned the colour of a baboons backside. Business as usual then. All too soon it was time to come home, thanks to Andy and Alan for a great weekend. Mum and Dad were okay too….
Mum was expecting the worst after my late night last night (coming home from Cornwall), but I got up and went to nursery bright as a button. I must have recharged my batteries nicely on my short break.
In the afternoon we went round to see Nanny.

I kicked her out of her chair, got cuddled up to a nice big teddy bear, got Cbeebies on the telly and had a chocolate biscuit…Sorted!
Just a general point, I’ve had to take the drastic action of banning Mum and Dad from singing and dancing in the house. It’s appalling. They seem most prone to this sort of nonsense after dinner and I have to shout a firm ‘No Mummy, No Daddy’ to stamp it out. I do the entertaining round here and they need to understand that. Same rules apply in the car too. Dad is not to thrash his head about when he’s driving, even if he has caught me doing it in the rear view mirror first….

The Great Outdoors

Look at this, I fell asleep on the back of dad’s bike last week:

I wonder how he managed to get home without me shouting ‘Green man’ when the traffic lights change?
Nanny came round on Wednesday afternoon. Dad had bought an inflatable goal set from Tesco so we had a kick around in the front room before tea:

Now things all start getting a bit weird. We went camping in Croyde on Saturday! I know, I know what on earth was I doing going camping? I think it was all Andy’s fault.
When we got there Andy and Kin had already set up our tent (thanks chaps) and Chris and Owen were also there, I was glad to see them all. They had even got us a lovely sea view.
Just after we arrived with Ben and Rach in tow, they all cleared off to play golf, how rude!

Here I am pumping up our bed for the night. And here’s mum and I testing it out:

We had lunch on the beach before going off for a trip round the shops and then headed back to the camp. Mum and dad wanted a rest, but I wanted a wrestle…in the tent! I had a chaotic hour or so while I tried to get them involved, but all they wanted to do was read or sleep the kill joys! I did finally have a quiet five minutes and took in the view of the beach from our tent:

Mum and I went rabbit hunting but came back empty handed as did subsequent attempts when I enlisted the help of Andy, Owen and Kin. Seeing as the pot was empty it was a group outing to the pub for a meal! I wasn’t that hungry as i’d got dad making me sandwiches all afternoon. Still they had a great playground in the garden.
We bid a fond farewell to Ben and Rach who decided the lure of a comfy bed was stronger than the great outdoors and the rest of us headed back. I got into my jim jams, slithered into my sleeping bag and got under the duvet for a well earned sleep…..and I went straight to sleep as well (after having a little play with the torch)!
I’m not entirely sure what the others got up to once I’d gone to bed, although I did hear reports that Andy had quite a sway on walking back from the toilets and Owen befriended his long lost son Hagrid…..
We had a bit of a lie in the next day by camping standards and I woke up between Mum and Dad (who seemed to have taken up most of the air bed). After a bit of lazing around we headed off for breakfast, followed by a walk on the beach with a bit of digging thrown in. Then it was time to pack up and leave. My first camping experience done and dusted!
Dad and I went to Basingstoke yesterday while the man at the garage fiddled with the car. It was ace shopping, no boring girls stuff, just toys, toys, books, bikes and cd’s with a side order of more toys. Oh, and cake…. I knew he’d buy me something during the course of the afternoon but I think he was a bit surprised when the thing that caught my eye most was a 74 pence matchbox cement mixer! He got away lightly there but I’ll make up for it next time!

Happy Birthday Fen!

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Well being in Bumblebees has sure taken it out of me. Dad’s had an easy ride in the afternoons as I’ve been so tired from nursery all I’ve wanted to do in the afternoons is get some shut eye.
Andy came round Friday night so I made him read my ‘Scared of a bear’ book from the library. It’s my new favourite, mum picked some real good ones for me.
Saturday was a pretty busy affair. We had a bit of a lie in before going to the Coral Reef for swimming. I had great fun (once the rain cloud had stopped doing it’s thing) but was quite happy to stick to the shallow water and normal slides. After that it was a whirlwind of shopping. I think we went to Marks and Spencer (got my own Thomas the tank engine wheeled bag for holidays), the bike shop (where dad test rode a big fancy bike as the big oaf has broken his own) and then Toys R Us! I love it there. I got to ride loads of scooters, trikes and cars as well as playing in the fun houses and on the slides. In the midst of all this mum and dad were actually trying to buy a birthday present for Fen. I wasn’t much help, I thought he’d like everything!
In the evening we went round to see Rach and Ben who were back from their honeymoon. I had a great time on their bean bags and made Rach read me the bear book a few times.
Sunday morning and Mum wrapped Fens present ready to give it to him in the afternoon, so I promptly tried to open it….I don’t get it, aren’t all presents for me?
We went and got Grandma round for lunch so that was fun. I refused Dad’s home made rice pudding in favour of some strawberries much to her surprise.
After we had taken her home we went to pick up Andy before we went over to see Fen. He finally got his present fully wrapped (sorry the paper was a bit tatty on the corner) and mum was relieved I hadn’t tried to claim it again. Andy had got him this:



A massive lion ball pool! It took them ages to blow it up and they all looked a bit faint once it was done but we showed no mercy and started letting rip with the flying balls!

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Bouncy!

Must be Tuesday again then? Here goes….. Friday was my last day in the ‘Caterpillars’ room at nursery. I took a box of chocolates and a card in for Tim and Marie who’ve looked after me for the last year or so. Dad was surprised the chocs actually made it to nursery with mum and me taking them in. In the afternoon we went to the park with Emma and Max. Emma’s baby bump is looking really impressive! We played on the park and then had ice lollies: I didn’t even get too messy with it. Later On Ben and Rach came around, they had just got married by all accounts! So congratulations to them but never mind all that they bought us some wedding CAKE! Andy and Owen must have smelt it as they were round soon after. Saturday mum went to work, so it was the regular lazy morning before meeting her for lunch. I demanded a trip to the pasty shop, it’s my favourite. We sat by the canal and ate it before mum went back to work. Dad and I then went to look at some model railways. I’d never seen one before and thought they looked brilliant diving in and out of tunnels and over bridges. Dad had to tear me away in the end but I didn’t want to go quietly so I left kicking and screaming. It paid off though as he took me straight round to see Nanny: We went for a walk over the common. We saw loads of cows, they were walking all over the road and causing a bit of a traffic jam. Dad took us a bit closer to them but Nanny and I were keen to keep our distance from the beasts, they’re pretty big you know! Sunday we had a pretty lazy day. We played in the garden, the highlight was when dad got the tent out. As part of my ongoing potty training I was ‘without clothing’ and decided I should get in the tent and have a small sprinkle on the groundsheet….dad was not a happy bunny. Ha ha! Monday I had my first day in the ‘Bumblebees’ room which went okay before Mum came to pick me up (she had the day off). We went to Milletts farm in the afternoon. They had a Maize maze but once we had paid to go in I decided I was more interested in the free animals over the road. I won out in the end and we went to see the animals instead, even the lure of bouncy castles and trampolines wasn’t enough to tempt me. I got my fill of goats, pigs, sheep, cows and horses and then gave in and let them go back to the maze. Due to my excellent navigational skills we were soon at the exit where we got an ice-pop as a reward for our endeavour: I dropped mine in the dirt after a few bites. I cried, Dad said tough luck but Mum asked the man for another one! After that we went for a ride on the tractor around the bumpy field, had a good old bounce on the bouncy castle and an even better bounce on the trampoline:

Seaside again!

Well looks like summers over already then, must be Autumn already? I’ve had to wear my coat to nursery the last couple of days.
Before the hot weather disappeared we went to the pool again last Wednesday. I had a really good time again and made friends with a nice young girl, we splashed about together for ages after i'd played hard to get for while. We were even allowed an ice lolly from the shop, even though most of it melted and has left a rather unpleasant looking chocolate coloured stain on my towel…..
In the evening Grandad and Anne came round for a barbecue:

They were great fun as usual, they even bought a lovely chocolate cake with them.
Friday mum and dad went out for a meal on their own, the cheek of it!!! Never mind, Chris and Nanny came round to babysit. I made sure I turned the waterworks on to make them think I was upset they were going out, but no sooner than the door shut I stopped. We had a good old time and then Laura came round with fish and chips. I may have helped Nanny with a few…..
We didn’t do much on Saturday. Just a quick visit to town and a trip to the park. There was some sort of music event on in the park with some DJ’s playing records in the bandstand, I think the people at the bowls club must have loved it. I certainly did and kept breaking into impromptu dance moves while I was playing on the climbing frame.
Sunday I was very rudely awoken at 6 am only to be bundled into the car with Andy and Owen. We were going to the beach! After initial confusion (I thought we were going back to the caravan in Cornwall) we were on the right track. I sat in the back of Andy’s car between Mum and Owen. From my vantage point I had clear views of everything around me so I gave a full running commentary on every tree and car we passed all the way to North Devon. I’m sure I made the time pass quickly for them.

Here I am doing my best surf catalogue pose!

And here I am trying to get those rubber clad fools out of the way in case any of the girls on the beach couldn’t see me. We had a great day, although I wasn’t so keen to join them for a surf in the sea, it was much colder than the little pools in the sand so I stuck to those instead. They had to make do without my commentary on the way home as I slept nearly all the way.
When we got back to Newbury we went straight to see Abi Hardy! I’d been excited about it all day long.

Here I am giving her a kiss. When we got there she was asleep, the grown ups seemed quite happy about this but I wanted her to wake up and play with me! Never mind, there'll be plenty of time for that later on.
Monday afternoon, Dad and I were lazy little monkeys and slept almost all afternoon to make up for our exertions on the beach on Sunday. I hope mum doesn’t find out….
Today, Dad took me for a walk in the woods (another tip off for a bike riding location, he’s so predictable) but I didn’t like it one little bit! I wouldn’t walk and made the big oaf carry me around, constantly asking to go back to the car and go home. That’ll teach him to use me on his little expeditions. Do it Saturday morning while I’m having a lie in next time!