Meanderings from 'The Bookcase in Her Bedroom'

A Nice wun of Er

Just thort I'd share this wun with you - it's a very nice wun of Er, taken by Im. A big improvement, I say. He has still not earned how to use the camera. Also, this are quite a nice wun of me before the shelf got overcrowded with all that other lot.

News from Tedd

Well, there's been quite a bit happening ere since me last twit in 2012. We're all 5 years older or whatever [3 years ed.] and I for one am NOT about to start takin it easy. New bears on the Shelf Block.

This is Teddy Mary with me - quite a nice pic, tho I says it meself. Or he might be Teddy Stephen. He's a real good sort and him and me made it to Mull last spring in the specially-made carrying bag wot I have. and Here is a couple of nice wuns of me with T M in Mull.

Next up it were Harold Hemswell as come to join the Shelf Bears. Here he is in the car on the way home

As you can see, he hasn't really cheered up all that much since he got here, but him and me's getting on ok with our butling training (more later).

Enuff of this twitting, as I have to get on with more important stuff. Tata for now, your old frind Tedd.

Spring is ere

They keeps saying its nearly spring whatever that is. He's gone back to York again and left me here with that Barry Cluff* [*Barraclough, ed.]. She's just took quite a nice photo of us but it won't work off her aypad apparently, so you'll have to wait for next time for that.
Over and out. Toodle pip.
Tedd

More of me twitterings

Blimey, it's been a while since me last twitter. quite a bit has happened. They've moved me into a new house, and all them others is now on the top shelf in the wardrobe, out of sight.  I wouldn't mind a bit of company now and again, but I suppose it keeps the dust down.

That boy lives in York now, but he's left his bear Hamley and that monkey behind on his mantelpiece. Here they are. Nor sure that monkey's quite all there. Lights on, nobody home, if you know what I mean. That cat is taking advantage as well, as you can see, by kipping on his bed when they're not looking.

He's 21 now, apparently. Goodness knows how old that makes her. And me, come to think of it. she unpacked me jeep the other day, so at least I'm still mobile.

Got to keep smiling. Onwards and upwards. All the best, Ted.

Absence make the heart grow fonder

Well, now the thing is they keep leaving me on me own here with that Cat. Sometimes for days on end. The Cat gets this fit blonde woman coming in to give him a cuddle, but do I get anybody? No I do not.
They used to take me away with them in this rather smart little bag-cum-carriage what I had specially made for me, but now they just leaves me at home on the shelf with the others, like a zoo. I'm coming, whether they likes it or not, next time. come hell or high water, and probably both.
This lot gets coarse when they're left to their own devices, spitting and swearing and suchlike.
I hear that Hamley's got it made in Lincoln. The bush telegraph tells me that he's settling down quite nice and he's made one or two friends. Ants and such. We misses him here, for his wit and banter.
See yer soon. Feeling a bit deglected again.
Singed
Yer Old Frend Ted

Attention at last

Well, now that he's gone at last I can get a bit of attention. I used to be the main bear, but I've had to take a back seat for the last 18 years or so. Perhaps I'll finally get a look-in.
As you can see from the second picture, they are quite plainly having a party in the garden, to which I was not invited. Things are going to change now, starting with that cat.