Nedster's World now featuring Ellis!

Well I thought I’d get in on the spewing act this week after Ned’s outburst last week. Mum took me to the doctors as I was looking proper sorry for myself and everything. As soon as we got to the doctors though I perked up and gave him a lovely smile. He gave me a good old check over and decided I was pretty much okay. I haven’t had much appetite for milk or any of the more solid stuff they’ve been trying me on though, sorry Mum I’ll get there in the end.

I’ve felt much better this week thank you.
Saturday morning we went to JJ’s in Basingstoke. We hadn’t been for ages and I had a really good time playing in there. I am still a little bit delicate so I made sure I enlisted Mum or Dad to help me explore the ball pools and slides, even though Dad put his back out chasing after me. I think he’s getting too old for it really but I have to humour him I suppose. Saturday afternoon we got word that Uncle Slim and Uncle Den had gone fishing!

They had wrigglers, which I was intrigued with. They were really soft and, well, wriggly! Den had the upper hand with the fishing and poor old Slim had been having a pretty torrid time of it by all accounts, never mind, there’s always next time!!

I had a quick go but didn’t catch anything….except a wriggler!
We were supposed to be going to the fireworks on Saturday night, but then Mum decided to start being sick as well,,,,what a downer. We watched them from the window in Ellis’ bedroom, we had an excellent view but I made sure Dad shut the window just in case one came in through the window at us.
Sunday we had a rather quiet day in, until Alan came round to babysit for us! He gets all the really good baby sitting jobs, Sunday Nights or the really late ones, he’s good like that. We had a game of cars and then Sonia came round in time for our bedtime story. On behalf of Ellis and myself I’d like to thank them for a bumper session with 3 whole Mr Man books (that’s a record, the most if ever got before is 2), you can come again!
Monday was swimming day, we haven’t been for a while and quite honestly I couldn’t be bothered with it all. I’m not one to complain rally so I kept quiet while I had a little splash about but I soon decided to spice things up by throwing small milky little sicks out. It was great fun making mum take me out of the pool, clean me up and bring me back again only to do it all over again. Best of all though was making Dad try and clear me up, he took me to the toilet and tried to clean me up with some toilet roll on his sopping wet hands. It completely disintegrated and we both ended up covered in it.
I loved it, splashing about, going down the slides backwards, throwing armbands into the water and all the rest of it. I even walked up all the steps to the flume slides on my own twice. I think Dad’s arms will return to their real length inside the next couple of years or so.
Dad had a day off today, so we went to Monkey World!

Here’s a family of four after the keepers had decided to feed them.

I shared my cheesy wotsits with the monkeys.

I climbed like a monkey.

I slept like a sleepy monkey (even though Dad reckoned I look like an Orang-utang with my long straggly hair).

We played on this massive swing thing, although I decided it was actually a horsey.

I nearly nodded off on a swing with Mum.

We even saw some monkeys! They were great actually. The Gibbons made a really funny noise and one of them had a great game with me where he would hide at the back of his cage, before leaping down to the window and give it a bang. Every time he did it, it made me jump, so he did it again and again and I kept on jumping.