BIRTHDAY BEAR TRADITION

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.

Saturday, March 9, 2019

WHOO HOO I HAD A RIDE IN THE WASHING MACHINE

I'm embarrassed to say that it is a long time since I had a wash. My wrinkly friends have been a bit lax when it comes to bathing me. Anyway, Ann decided I needed a ride in the washing machine and an all over shave as I had quite a few long hairs. Lucky I can hold my breath for ages while I sloshed around in the nice warm soapy water but when It came time for me to go in the drier I refused.Its too hot and too fast so Ann hung me on the line in the sun. It was great to feel white and clean again. I took a long time to dry out. At last it was time for Ann to dress me for Bob's Birthday.


 I'm going to the country with Bob and help him build a house on his property. There are lots of native animals there.

This time we celebrated in Helen's home because Chris and Helen were leaving for a long holiday to Western Australia the next morning. Diane and Bill couldn't make the dinner because they are on a plane coming home rom Melbourne.
We had fish and chips and donuts for tea. I loved the donuts.


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