The Bernard Bunch

Sunday, May 18, 2008

Mama is SUCH a boring gardener ...

Would you believe she crept out into the garden this morning (when I should have been getting my nice warm bottle of milk - instead I had to wait two extra whole minutes) just so that she could capture her oh-so-wonderful roses after the rain ...come on, how sad is that eh???

But it seemed to make her very happy, and when She is happy, then my life is easier and I get a lot more of what I want ...(eyes rolled to ceiling as the garden photos continue to unfurl ....)

Is that a carnation or not? Mama couldn't put a name on it but claims it popped up out of nowhere - just like me!!!!

The thing I like best about Mama's garden is all the fairies who all secretly inhabit it ...

and timid hedgehog families ...

OK, so now back to me ....

.... my love story with my physiotherapist is about to draw to an end ... now that I can actually walk properly, ie: on my own, independently, as a means of transport from point A to point B, rather than just as a game to make people happy, Claude feels that its unlikely I'll need to see him for a while, other than for the odd "lets just check your muscles aren't tightening up too much" session. So this is one of the first of a series in 'au revoir but a bientot" snogs that we have started administering one another as the sessions draw to a close ... believe it or not, Claude is a real grizzly bear, obnoxious and rude with most people - but my Princessly charms have ertainly got the better of him!!

"I love you too Claude"

RAVWAAAAHHHHRRR

BYE FOLKS!!! I'm off to Lyon now for a stroll with Mama and William, we will go up to the Fourvieres Basilica and sent my gorgeous Friend Hannah lots and lots of positive vibes and then we are going to watch Nathan play his rugby tournament this afternoon : a busy day ahead!!!! Watch this space for my next exciting epistle!!!

Saturday, May 17, 2008

Bumps, strawberries, sulks and peace talks

I am currently sporting the biggest bump in the whole wide world

Photography simply cannot do its sheer volume justice

Thanks goodness I'm such an irrisistibly gorgeous Princess, and am thus able to carry it off so well. Everyone will be wanting one soon ...

No-one knows how I did it, I didn't even cry - but the Bernard Bunch suspects its all linked to my new walking mode (whereas before I could walk, but didn't, now I DO walk, everywhere ... and as my peripheral vision ain't that hot, well methinks I catch the odd table corner ...)

Mama got a bit carried away on the 'capturing the bump on camera' front, but bear with me as I display her attempted artistry ... ho hum ... (she's been devouring an australian blog recently - see listed here as 'amazing' - and I think Sheye Rosemayers enchanting photography has given Mama a contrived sense of inspiration .... thank goodness I'm a very patient little girl!!)

Now, back to the strawberries ...

these strawberries look like fairly standard, innocent strawberries, don't they?

Well they are not. They are biological terrorist weapons, according to Nathan, who is very VERY upset that his brother accidentally put his (nasty bacteria infested) spoon in Nathan's (clinically sterile bacteria-free) bowl of fresh garden strawberries. OH MY GOD. The end of the world is nigh ...