ALL ABOARD

Hi everyone, my human blog helper has been so slack lately in helping me record my birthday celebrations. She is helping me now with Bill's birthday celebration, which was last month, when today I am off to George's birthday. Hopefully she'll help me keep up in future.

Here I am dressed as a volunteer for the historic Pitchi Richi train service in South Australia. Bill just loves trains.

 Bill wanted to celebrate at Morgan's famous seafood restaurant at Shorncliffe and stay for a few days in a resort. I was looking forward to going but you would never guess, I wasn't allowed to go to the dinner. I had to stay in the apartment until they came home but they did celebrate dessert with me.

 So I was happy and Bill was happy when he saw I had kept him his favourite biscuit...a TimTam. Mary did a good job at dressing me in my railway gear.

I was happy for Bill to take over my shift of selling tickets so I could go and enjoy some dessert with the other old wrinkleys. I enjoyed my few days at the beach.

I GET TIDDLY AT LUNCH

Boy am I running late with my blogging. That is because Diane had forgotten to help me put up a post about our Christmas Lunch.
So if anyone is interested this is what I did for Christmas Lunch.

 Ann dressed me as Santa's Helper. I felt very Christmassy in my elf suit but it was a bit warm on this hot summer's day. Yes, I know, you northern hemisphere bears will find it strange that we have Christmas in summertime.

 However, it is a great excuse to have a seafood Christmas Lunch. Doesn't it look delicious? We are at The Lighthouse Restaurant in Cleveland, a Brisbane bayside suburb.

 Diane shared her prawns with me and.....

 Bill shared his wine with me. I know it should be white with seafood but my family prefer red wine. I am not complaining, hic, it's shlovely.

 Mmmmmm...this ish the life.

      Itsha nishe view from here   Zzzzzzz Zzzzzzzz Zzzzzzz Zzzzzzzzzzz

LIVING IT UP ON TAMBORINE MOUNTAIN

I was so lucky when Ann chose to go to Tamborine Mountain for her birthday, because she booked us into a 5 star B&B. 

 Helen and Paul dressed me and smuggled me into the B&B so that I could surprise Ann on her birthday.

We had a big room with a nice bathroom. There was a lovely guest lounge and dining room. It was all very posh. So I had to mind my manners.

 I was dressed as a telephone operator in the old days. When Ann was a young'n that was her job.  Helen even made me a switchboard to operate. I had headphones that looked suspiciously like ones out of an airplane. I had a plug for the switchboard which looked suspiciously like a car cigarette lighter. I also had a string bag full of groceries to take home for dinner.

 I loved my blonde hair and big boobs and I hope I can get a date tonight.

 Ann had a good chuckle when she saw me and we all had a great birthday breakfast.

Ann thanked Helen for making me look so beautiful.

After breakfast the oldies went off and enjoyed themselves visiting lookouts, the glow worm cave, the botanic gardens and the skywalk.

 Do you know what? 

They left me here to work on the switchboard all day. Anyway I had fun listening in on all the calls and catching up with the village gossip. The food was good in the dining room too.

WALKING THE DOG

Its Paul's Birthday and we are going Indian tonight. Blimey it is cold and it is supposed to be Spring.

Paul loves walking his dog, 'Deja.' I will be able to go with him with my very own dog, 'Vue' I have a lead and my walking shoes and shorts. My shirt is a bit dirty where  Vue jumped up and left paw marks. I'm sure Deja and Vue will have fun romping in the park together. I wonder why the people behind me are looking over here at me. One of them came over later and asked what I was doing out to dinner with a bunch of wrinklies. Diane had to explain our Birthday Bear tradition. I bet they would have preferred to have a bear at their table rather than that little person in the high chair who screamed a lot.

Well thanks a lot Diane! She changed places with me so she wouldn't be sitting in the cold wind. Just as well I have thick bear fur to keep me warm.

Anyway I got to sit next to the lovely Mary who dressed me for walking and she gave me my dog, "Vue."

TENNIS WITH HELEN

 It is Helen's Birthday and I'm going to stay at her house for a while.
Helen plays tennis every week and I will be going to play with her.
Diane bought me a tennis outfit with a visor and sweatbands. I also have my own racket and tennis balls.

It is hard for me to hold two balls (even one) so I have stuck the spare ball in my knickers like I see the pro's do.

A close up of my frilly skirt and the ball in my knickers. I bet you are wondering how I can hold the ball in my paw when I don't have fingers. Diane put velcro on my paw and the ball to help me.

 We went to Sunnybank Hotel for lunch. I had pride of place under the balloons. Helen is happy that I am going to tennis with her. She is ordering me fish and chips for lunch. Yum! Yum!

My wrinkly friends are from L to R Bill, George, Paul, ME, Helen, Ann and Mary.

Oooooh! How I love these Birthday parties.

HOORAY! I'M IN THE TEAM

At last Diane and Bill are home from their trip overseas. Now we can go and party...hooray. I'm very excited this time because I have been chosen to be the goal keeper for "The Roar" football team. (We are not supposed to call it soccer any more so as to be in line with the rest of the world calling it football)

Ann dressed me and I waited in her lounge room, she could have turned me around so that I could watch tele too. Silly Ann has put my goaly gloves on the wrong hands. How does she expect me to catch the ball.

At last we were off to the restaurant to celebrate Diane's birthday with her wrinkly friends. They all got stuck into some delicious Thai food, I didn't get much but the starter was good.

Luckily Diane noticed that my gloves were on the wrong hands so she changed them over for me. Now I am having fun playing in the hall. I hope I don't kick the ball through a window with my very big soccer boots, whoops.... football boots.
"Okay Diane you can get back to your boring travel blog ...after you have helped me visit some of my beary good friends' blogs.

ONE OF MY OWN

It is Mary's birthday soon and it is Diane and Bill's turn to dress me.

 Wow! I wonder what Bill is making for me. He's sticking two cartons together.                          

I wonder what it is

More glue more paper

Diane is making it pretty.

Wow! My very own poker machine. How lucky am I? Diane has got me some lovely pink club clothes.

Yippee we're going to the club and I'll have my very own machine.

 Mary loves me. Mary loves me.

 I'll share it with Mary, I know she enjoys a game now and then. (Not like me I'm addicted don't tell anyone)

Mary and I are very happy because after lunch we can take the machine home and play to our hearts content. I haven't won much so far, just 5 cents.