I have 9 old, wrinkly friends, who are retired or semi-retired. Five of them all used to work together and the other four are husbands. They didn't want to lose touch when they retired so they decided to meet and have lunch or dinner when it was their birthdays. However, they got disenchanted with buying a present every time, and decided instead to give a Birthday Bear (thats me.) I get passed from one birthday person to the next each time they meet. The fun part is, that I get to be dressed differently each time, usually to reflect some aspect of the recipient's personality or life.
PS: Two of my wrinklies, Chris and Bob, have gone on a working holiday tour around Australia so they don't celebrate with us very often.

Wednesday, September 14, 2011


 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.

1 comment:

  1. Happy Late Birthday to Helen!!
    You are looking simply gorgeous in your tennis outfit BB - the yellow ball stuck up your knickers just about knocks my socks off - cool or what! Yay, girl - you could do some serious damage with your racket too. Rock on BB. ^O^Rebsxx