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.

Tuesday, June 30, 2015


It was Mary's birthday and Helen helped me make an album of all my outfits and all the places where we have celebrated birthdays over the last eight years. Helen called me Memory Bear.
 It was a cool night so Helen gave me a warm scarf and hat to wear.

 Mary was looking forward to going down memory lane with me.

 I was even given a camera so I could record tonights celebration to add to the album.

 My wrinkly friends enjoyed looking at my album and remembering. It is a bit hard for them sometimes to remember stuff.

 They all got stuck into the Indian food at the Ceylon Inn in Graceville. It was too hot for my little bear mouth.

But Ann shared some of her Mango Kulfi ice cream with me. It was cold and not as nice as honey.