The boys as we call them had a bit of a treat last night.
We'd been out, and got home at almost 11pm, I switched the TV on, (to much hurumphing from a pig a rhino and two bears who can't understand why we don't leave it on for them - it's not the waste of electricity it's to stop the arguing over who thinks they know hoew to change channels), to find James Bond - The Man with the Golden Gun.
Well - you can imagine the joy on four little faces, especially Balloon Bear who is the world's number one 007 fan.

For the first 10 minutes all the bear could do was the walk, turn, shoot bit from the start. The he spends the rest of the movie wriggling in time to the action, aiming kicks and punches to mid air and making shooting noises when the gunfire starts. Thank goodess it wasn't the one with the car with the ejector seat - it took us ages to find where he'd kicked the Pig last time it was on.

Other than that it's jolly hot in the UK at the moment which is quite tough on a working bear. The problem is he can't hug properly at night as he just sucks in any sweat and starts to smell. No problem for him of course (he thinks it makes him more like his rugby idol Martin Corry from Leicester Tigers at the end of a game) but it is for us - and untimately him as he has to go in the wash. Of course didactic thinking like that is way beyond Balloon Bear's mind.

maybe he'll get it on the third rinse. Then again......................

It's been a bad week for Bears. Balloon went down to London, which was fun as he got to go on the train, but then he had to spend three days in a row in a bag in the hotel room.
You see the trouble is you can't leave him out as he'd just play with the TV buttons and scare the maids, and you can't take him to work as he'd just run amoke trying to make friends at the meetings (not very business like).
So it was three days in a bag. He did get to watch TV in the evenings - and even lucked in as one night Channel five was showing Judge Dread (Balloon thinks he is the law too), but otherwise he's had a pretty poor week. To finish off his week he managed to get something green on his head on the way home and he could end up in the washy machine. If he does then they all go in which will make him about as popular as a kick up the pants.

The Pig in contrast has had a decent week with Jane going to work as usual and catching a few rays in the car as they travel about. His shirt needs sorting out though as he looks a real rag-a-muffin. If we can tear it off his back sewing up a new one might be one of this week's jobs.

We took the Pig and Bear on Holiday last week -Three days in cornwall at a little seaside town called St Ives.
Now as well as being famed as a beuty spot St Ives also has loads of sea gulls. Of course BB wanted one as a pet as soon as he arrived. Mind you he did almost change his mind when they woke him up at dawn the first morning squaking away outsdie the bedroom window.

Any way, Cornwall used to be known for its tin mines and we visited one just along the coast from St Ives which is now a museum. The Pig and Balloon Bear just had to try their hand (paw/trotter) at driving a mine digger.

Thank goodness we didn't take them down to the harbour when the fishing boats were being unloaded. The Bear would have been in the boxes grabbing fish for all he's worth. 

Despite being a very sporty Bear balloon hasn't really got into the World Cup - too much crying and faking fouls for his liking. He is quite keen to have telivised rugby matches pitching soccer players against rugby players.

Still if he'd been a Roman bear he'd have spent all his money down at the Colleseum every weekend.

That said he was sad when England went out - even though he thought they should have scored points when the ball went over the crossbar.