fenman_1950
The Delivery and other things...
“I see the ceiling outside is blue again and that yellow ball in the air is visible.” Said Bertie.
“Yes, it is much nicer than that old grey stuff that was on the ceiling. Posh, how far up is it until you can touch the ceiling?” Asked Barnaby wondering silently about a future decorating project for the sky.
“A long way and then a lot further. Ellie says she has gone up in the air high and never even come close to bumping into the ceiling. So, for something that big to be up in the air and Ellie not found a way to bump it, it must be very high.” Said Posh Bear.
“Yes, Ellie does have something of a reputation for hitting things that are in the air. I can remember when we all went to the orange thingy that appears near sleep time and Ellie was convince it had run away from her as she got close. It hadn’t though, she had gone left side down a bit and not right side up a bit and had missed it altogether.” Giggled Sky.
“Sky, are you going out with the man on his two wheeled thingy today?” Asked Barnaby.
“I might, it depends if he goes out and what time our honey order arrives. I need to let Icecap know as it has several big bags of cold stuff called ice, and some fish for him. I don’t know why he wanted the ice for I am sure if he put wet stuff outside at night it would turn to ice. I have seen that done.”
“Icecap likes to be sure he has plenty and a bear can’t be sure that it will be cold enough outside.” Explained Posh Bear.
“He is a wise bear, that is for sure.” Said Bertie.
“Here comes the man again, yet another try with his box on three legs. I can never understand why the man keeps on doing this.” Said Sky.
“There is sadly no way a bear can ever hope to understand hoomans. I was watching and listening to the man yesterday and it seems that he had a thing to eat called a pizza. What I found strange was that this pizza was a round, flat thing, that had been stored in a square box, and yet when the man ate it, he cut it into shapes of three sides. When a bear can understand that logic, he can understand hoomans.” Said Posh Bear
“They are very strange at times, Posh, I can never understand why hoomans speak different languages and then they try to learn other languages, why didn’t they all speak the same language to begin with, plain bear logic and problem solved.” Said Sky.
“Look, the man is taking the box thing to bits, it will never work again.” Said Barnaby giggling.
“It is that front glass bit and now he is trying to put a different bit in the hole he had made.” Said Bertie.
“No, that hasn’t worked, but then we could have told him that. Look, he is trying to put the one he took out back in the hole again. Amazing, he seems to have got it stuck in there somehow.” Said Barnaby.
“It will fall out again soon, he had better hurry to get this done before his box thing falls to bits. He will never learn; always thinks he knows what he is doing and yet history will tell a totally different tale.” Said Posh Bear.
“Well, I hope he hurries up, we need to get ready for the delivery. Posh, shall I offer my help the man to get things sorted out faster?” Asked Sky.
“No, I don’t think that would help, Sky, kind of you to offer though, but I think both the man and his box on three legs are beyond our help.” Said Posh Bear.
“Okay, but he hasn’t got long before all he will be taking a picture of is this blanket, we will be elsewhere dealing with our delivery.” Said Sky.
“Don’t worry Sky, the man will leave all this and deal with his delivery.” Suggested Barnaby.
“He might, even though he is probably not expecting anything. I had to order him a few bits so I could tag our things on the end. I wonder if I ordered him any pizza; that might take his mind off trying to take our picture.” Said Sky smiling happily.
The Delivery and other things...
“I see the ceiling outside is blue again and that yellow ball in the air is visible.” Said Bertie.
“Yes, it is much nicer than that old grey stuff that was on the ceiling. Posh, how far up is it until you can touch the ceiling?” Asked Barnaby wondering silently about a future decorating project for the sky.
“A long way and then a lot further. Ellie says she has gone up in the air high and never even come close to bumping into the ceiling. So, for something that big to be up in the air and Ellie not found a way to bump it, it must be very high.” Said Posh Bear.
“Yes, Ellie does have something of a reputation for hitting things that are in the air. I can remember when we all went to the orange thingy that appears near sleep time and Ellie was convince it had run away from her as she got close. It hadn’t though, she had gone left side down a bit and not right side up a bit and had missed it altogether.” Giggled Sky.
“Sky, are you going out with the man on his two wheeled thingy today?” Asked Barnaby.
“I might, it depends if he goes out and what time our honey order arrives. I need to let Icecap know as it has several big bags of cold stuff called ice, and some fish for him. I don’t know why he wanted the ice for I am sure if he put wet stuff outside at night it would turn to ice. I have seen that done.”
“Icecap likes to be sure he has plenty and a bear can’t be sure that it will be cold enough outside.” Explained Posh Bear.
“He is a wise bear, that is for sure.” Said Bertie.
“Here comes the man again, yet another try with his box on three legs. I can never understand why the man keeps on doing this.” Said Sky.
“There is sadly no way a bear can ever hope to understand hoomans. I was watching and listening to the man yesterday and it seems that he had a thing to eat called a pizza. What I found strange was that this pizza was a round, flat thing, that had been stored in a square box, and yet when the man ate it, he cut it into shapes of three sides. When a bear can understand that logic, he can understand hoomans.” Said Posh Bear
“They are very strange at times, Posh, I can never understand why hoomans speak different languages and then they try to learn other languages, why didn’t they all speak the same language to begin with, plain bear logic and problem solved.” Said Sky.
“Look, the man is taking the box thing to bits, it will never work again.” Said Barnaby giggling.
“It is that front glass bit and now he is trying to put a different bit in the hole he had made.” Said Bertie.
“No, that hasn’t worked, but then we could have told him that. Look, he is trying to put the one he took out back in the hole again. Amazing, he seems to have got it stuck in there somehow.” Said Barnaby.
“It will fall out again soon, he had better hurry to get this done before his box thing falls to bits. He will never learn; always thinks he knows what he is doing and yet history will tell a totally different tale.” Said Posh Bear.
“Well, I hope he hurries up, we need to get ready for the delivery. Posh, shall I offer my help the man to get things sorted out faster?” Asked Sky.
“No, I don’t think that would help, Sky, kind of you to offer though, but I think both the man and his box on three legs are beyond our help.” Said Posh Bear.
“Okay, but he hasn’t got long before all he will be taking a picture of is this blanket, we will be elsewhere dealing with our delivery.” Said Sky.
“Don’t worry Sky, the man will leave all this and deal with his delivery.” Suggested Barnaby.
“He might, even though he is probably not expecting anything. I had to order him a few bits so I could tag our things on the end. I wonder if I ordered him any pizza; that might take his mind off trying to take our picture.” Said Sky smiling happily.