Good morning my people. I had a dream last night that Summer is finally on it’s way. Time to prepare myself for the beach! I am all signed-up for a very special course Mr Bear is running on how to do something complicated with a folding chair. Sounds a bit barmy to me – but if you don’t go to these events . . .
Right then. What’s all this Deckchair malarkey all about then?
Oh I see – it’s very complicated and potentially hazardous to health and takes a very special piggy to master – just the job then!
All the basics are contained in this slim little pamphlet.
Lets see. Err it would appear to be a little more ‘challenging’ than I first suspected!
Oooooo Mr-r Be-e-e-a-r. I only suggested that although it was very simple and straight forward for me to comprehend and everything, it was clearly going to be way beyond Daddy. He is now insisting that I ‘stand aside and let the professionals show us how it’s done’.
This may take some time!
Excuse me Mr Bear. Does it usually take this long? He’s been juggling with those planks of wood things for ages.
I’m sure it looked exactly like that half an hour ago.
Calm down Daddy – I was only offering you a helping paw.
In my expert opinion, I think putting your fingers there might result in ‘complications’.
Don’t say a word Mr Bear – leave all the ‘I told you so’s’ to me.
Now where are those bandages?
Luckily I recently attended Mr Bear’s ‘What to do when someone interferes and traps their silly fingers in a folding chair’ Course, last week!
Right then – enough messing about. It’s time for Fairy to take charge.
Ahhh – I see your problem Squire. What cowboy did this job for you? It’s going to cost a bit to put right. Three sugars please.
And if I am not mistaken, with a little twist of the wrist . . .
Gosh, this is extra comfy – well done me!
Oh yes – another certificate for my wall.
MR BEAR – Err Fairy – excuse me, I know these Deckchairs make extra cosy resting places, but it really is time to go home now!