Nedster's World now featuring Ellis!

Got a bit of a shocker this week for you...no pictures...at all!
Yeah, just words this week i'm afraid, so bear with us i'm sure we'll have something more visually impressive for you all next week again.
So the end of the summer holidays were upon us, just time for another day with Auntie Christine. I think we covered all the essentials, baking, a trip to the park and of course the sound of music.
Which we still utterly LOVE! We also finally got to see some pictures of Dad when he was a little one too.
So Thursday was back to school day for Ned and back to nursery for me. It felt like we'd been off for ages and ages but we didn't mind going back too much really. We saw our old friend Ron on the walk in, we hadn't seen him for ages so it was nice to catch up.
I had a new teacher for the year and indeed some new class mates as there has been a bit aof a switch around for this year. I still get to see all my old friends during break times, lunch times and after school so i'm not too bothered. Anyway, I really like my new teacher, she's also very arty so we should be in a for another good year......
.....or maybe not after all. Dad got called over to talk to her after school Friday, i'd been involved in a disagreement with my mate Alastair which resulted in me putting a rather neat little cut in his jumper sleeve with a pair of scissors. Oops, not the best start I could have had. Everyone was cool about it in the end though, except Mum and Dad who said I had to buy him a new jumper out of my own money.
We went down the park for a bit after school and I did a little bit more bike riding without my stabilisers. Fell off of course, but hey ho.
And after tea Mum made us go out for a walk of all things. I don't know where she gets these crazy ideas I really don't.
It was a lovely evening and we headed off around the farmers field for a long old stroll. We hadn't been that particular way before so it was sort of exciting to see what we would find.
What did we find? Some old tired bike jumps....result! I couldn't wait to try them out as soon as possible.
Saturday, Legoland! Yeah, even though we've been about 368 times we still get really excited about going. Aunty Trish was going to come but she got all poorly on us and managed to escape it. Hope you're feeling better now.
I'm getting much braver with my rides now and was well up for it. All except the fairytale brook though, I don't like that so I made Dad sit it out with me while Mum and Ned went on.
Turns out it was a good idea to give it a miss Ellis, one of the boats got jammed and we were on there for over half an hour! We did find it quite funny though, we could just about see Dad and Ellis through the hedge to keep him up to date with developments leading to our release.
I'm very glad we missed out on that.
I made a friend with a slightly older girl in the queue for the Dragon roller coaster and then, completely by accident we ended up in the same boat as her on the Viking river rapids too!
Sunday morning we we're off to visit Grandma in the morning when Ellis pulled a masterstoke and spewed up in the car.
Thats nice sympathy Ned, I was poorly you know. We had to turn around and come home where I made a miraculous recovery......
I finally gave in and let Dad start my scrapbook with me. I really got into it actually and we stuck all sorts of weird and wonderful things in there we'd kept from Italy, Wales and America. God knows why he thinks any of that stuff would be interesting to keep but I let him get on with it anyway.
We had a trip down to the jumps we found on Friday night, I quite liked riding over them.
But I thought they were actually a bit rubbish if i'm honest.
Back to school on Monday and it was excitment central! There was some massive bang outside at some point and when we got out on the field there were what appeared to be two great big dragon footprints. There was a lot of specualtion about what caused them ranging from dinosaurs to martians (or Aliens as i'd prefer). Anyway, whatever it was it livened up a monday at school thats for sure.
Who would have thought that cats don't like wearing Fuzzy Felt glasses then? Anyone? Not me. Mum and Dad did try to tell me but I pressed on anyway like some sort of demented feline optician on the hard sell and wallop! I copped it from her with both barells (well, paws). I was so upset, Poppy my bestest frined in the world, how could she? I went off to bed in tears, our friendship in tatters as well as my arm.
We were friends again by morning.....