Here we are again back with the bears in the Teddy Orphanage run by Granny Annie and linked to the Grannys Attic shop on Groovycart. But please note that the shop will be closing after Christmas due to lack of sales (which is a bit disappointing.... and even odd considering Granny's other shop - Real Birds Feathers, does pretty well! - but most things have been transferred to ebay,so no worries And any bears still in need of new homes will also be adopted through ebay.
Here's the news since the last blog.....
The bears heard that sweet little Cicely and Guillaume arrived safely in Norfolk and are very contented in their new home. When they first arrived poor Cicely was so exhausted she had to be put to bed in her new human's bed until she recovered from the journey.
Granny Annie bought a British Legion poppy tea towel - Joy thought it was very nicely presented - tied with a blue ribbon - look Nisbet.... and unwrapped it for Granny Annie.
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| Old teddy bear lives through both World Wars |
Group hug before they went off to their new families
and Joy helps to tie the name labels round their necks
Joy is pleased these four young bears are happily established,
but thinks back to the photo taken in June ..... who is left of the original 14?
Front row is Joy herself, Rosie, Butterscotch, Hugo, Pinky and Perky
Back row is Brie, Charlie, Archie, little Threadie, big Theo, Alexander, Seamus and Harry
So.....thinks Joy.....eight of us have been adopted - Seamus and Threadie, Hugo and Alexander, Charlie and Archie and Pinky and Perky (all in pairs!) - and six of us 'originals' are left.
Then Reg came later - and has been adopted too (and married!) and Nisbet came after that - and is still here. I do like Nisbet she thinks, but I am in love with Harry..... I think!
Joy has been thinking a lot about love especially when Reg, that proud new husband, sent his wedding photo to the Orphanage. All the bears crowded round to look at it.
Reg couldn't have a bigger beamier smile, could he? and doesn't Mrs. Panda look lovely with her tiara and wonderful exotic blue flower. Rasputin, back right, conducted the ceremony and all went off without a hitch. We wish Reg and Mrs. P every happiness for their golden future together.
Joy has been pondering on her single status a lot lately because Rosie and Radcliffe - the Romeo and Rosiette of the last blog - are now officially engaged, and up for adoption together on ebay. Rosie has been trying on wedding dresses......
And another thing is that Cornelius and Cordelia are expecting a new addition to their family - yes, that's right, Cubby will soon be a big brother! - he'll have to let the new baby have the pram!
Cordelia, rests, and shows off her bump, while Brie brings her a nice cup of tea, and a shortbread biscuit to keep up her strength because she's eating for two!
Cornelius is very proud (he might be forced to do a soppy job modelling sweaters but now no-one can doubt his virility!) He wouldn't mind if the new little one is another man-cub like Cubby, but Cordelia is secretly hoping for a little girl and is already thinking of names.....
This 'Name the Baby' has become a bit of a game, with even the teenage girl twins, and Roxie, calming down and joining in. Cordelia has decided that the new baby's name must start with a C - like the rest of the family. Daddy is Cornelius, and big brother is Charles, but always called Cubby. They pore over the book of names - What do you think of 'Clarabel'? asks Bella?
How exciting to be having a baby, thinks Joy..... it's all she's ever wanted - a kind man-bear at her side, and her own little family..... 'It'll be lovely when the new baby arrives, won't it?' she remarks to Harry and Nisbet. 'Yes it certainly will' answers Nisbet......'Mmm' answers Harry, who wasn't attending. The lioness in the zoo has been adopted and he is thinking about grooming her so that she looks her best before she goes (Harry is self-appointed Zoo Keeper, as well as Chief Gardener)
What's that LION doing in here?!' shrieks Joy, when she comes into the sitting room later.
'Can I have a brush too, Harry?' asks little Cubby
Good thing the lioness is going.... thinks Harry.....
Joy might find out that she stretches out in front of the fire sometimes when she's not around!
All the bears did a double take when a little figure arrived at the Orphanage, dragging a book. Surely that can't be THREADIE? they all gasped, but no, our Threadie is perfectly happy in his faraway island home with Seamus, Hugo and Alexander.... and this new bear, is just a second or third cousin of his.... called Threadbear, with his original book by Mick Inkpen
Which he was kind enough to read to Cubby - and give Cornelius a break (he's having to do more childcare now that Cordelia has to rest in the afternoons)
Cubby thought the story was quite exciting because it's all about Father Christmas
(and Threadbear and his book will be on ebay very shortly!)
It's the beginning of December and those bears left at the Orphanage will be wanting their Christmas treats, so Joy immerses herself in plans for the festive season.....with Nisbet at her side. Harry has gone out into the garden to dig the lion poo in ......
To be cont.......
The Bears are so cute that you could turn then into a soap opera and they could go on living with you and wouldn't need to be adopted at all. I imagine the bears that remain would be most upset when someone has to go off to a new home. And what if they aren't properly cared for?
ReplyDeleteBut I wish you would introduce them to your doves with whom I think they would all get on really well, though the lioness might be a bit unsettling. She looks like a cub but could grow into something ferocious with Sharp Teeth.
Well done Bears for remembering Remembrance Sunday. And what will you do now for Christmas? Do you all have a stocking? Perhaps if you asked the good folks at Purple Coo Santa might bring both stockings and presents, A jar of honey perhaps, Or dates and nuts. Maybe the odd fir cone which you could use to play ninepins with a juicy Jaffa orange for a ball. But have you been good bears and will you leave a glass of sherry and a mince pie for Granny Annie? You will? I see you all nodding. Well then we'll leave it in Granny Annie's capable hands, shall we? Now you be good. Sleep tight and no peeking from under the blankets or reading after lights out.
Goodness, worse than children!