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Oh, We Do Like To Be Beside The Seaside – Episode 2

Meanwhile – back at the beach.

 

SQUEAK – Sssssh, keep the noise down chaps and chapesses. We don’t want to rouse the ‘sleeping beauty’ from her slumbers just yet, do we?

 

Asleep? Moi? Oh no . . . I was just resting my eyes a bit.

 

Now where was I? Oh yes, time for some organised Fairy-Fun and games.

 

The Rev Mr Bear wins the ‘Deckchair sitting-on’ competition with another personal best.

 

Well, that’s enough ‘fun and games’ malarkey for the moment – it’s time for a huge slap-up pignic. Hope it’s not sand-wiches!

 

‘Tis a well known fact . . . munch . . . that food tastes even better when . . . chomp . . . eaten out of doors.

 

Hummmph – just a moment, is this all there is? I thought Mummy was joking when she mentioned the ‘diet’ word. Looks like a case of Salad Distribution Malfunction to me.

 

Goodness that was close – watch-out for low flying seagulls everyone!

 

Excuse me Primrose ma’am - you couldn’t send one of your flunky type mousies to the nearest ‘All things Bright & Munchable’ Food Emporium for a hearty top-up or two could you?

 

The main problem with all this jolly holiday spirit is that people loose all their inhibitions and begin to act out of character. Not that you would notice any differences in Monty and Minty, hehe!

 

Marigold!!!!! Put the Rev Mr Bear’s sherry down. Oh you already have!

 

Right, that’s it! Time for a little ‘Life on the Ocean Wave’ type activity to take everyone’s mind off the Sherry.

 

Yes Sir, I do appreciate that it might be a little futile in the Rev Mr Bear’s case.

 

Luckily his recovery rate is very rapid these days.

 

Woo Hoo – ‘We are sailing. We are sailing . . .’

 

. . . and the winner of the ‘Most Mousies crammed into a boat Award’ goes to . . .

 

MEEEEE! Well, who do you think stuffed them all in there?

 

Budge-up Marigold – time to play Pirates.

Avast m’hearties, shivver m’timbers, standby to board and other swashbuckling type utterances.

 

SQUEAK – while Fairy tries to make Marigold walk the plank – we’re taking Mr Bear to the Sherry Shop for a swift top-up.

 

Episode 3, The Finale, is HERE!

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Oh, We Do Like To Be Beside The Seaside!

SQUEEK – Oh this is the life. A holiday by the sea. Peace, perfect peace. Nothing to do but relax, lots of lovely sun and no one to boss us about. What could possibly disturb this idyllic tranquillity?

 

Yoo hooooo – Mousies, don’t panic, your beloved Fairy is here.

This looks just the spot to li-lo for a while.

 

SQUEAK – Oh well, it was good while it lasted. They do say ‘Life’s a Beach’!

Looks like our holiday just started to get ‘interesting’.

 

What’s all this then? Oh no, no, no. We can’t have itsy bitsy little undersized sand pies cluttering-up the beach now can we?

 

Right, everyone pay attention and everything. There has been far too much slacking going on.

 

And, more importantly, it has come to my notice that the sand pies on this here beach are far too small.

If we are going to win the inaugural Fairy’s Biggest Sand Castle on the Beach competition, there will need to be some changes.

 

SQUEAK – well this one looks plenty big enough to me – I can hardly see over it.

 

SQUEAK – resistance is futile!

When Fairy has a ‘Big Idea”, it’s a lot quicker and certainly an awful lot quieter, just to let her get on with it.

 

Hummmph – very artistic, but we need it to be much, much, MUCH bigger!

 

Goodness, that was quick. Better, but still not quite the ticket.

 

Oh I see the problem here. You can’t reach up any higher.

 

Well luckily for you, Sir Plantagenet Big-Mouse is here to lend his mighty paw.

 

Oh I do hope he gets a move on – it must be nearly snack time.

 

Finished? Brilliant! About time too.

 

It was lucky I had arranged for Sir Plantagenet Big-Mouse and Primrose to show you the way.

And now it’s time for the grand prize giving ceremony.

 

Ahem – it gives one great pleasure to declare ME the winner of the highly prestigious Fairy’s . . .

 

Ooooh – what’s this bit for?

 

Obviously I really do know of course – just checking that you are on the ball young Buster m’lad.

 

Ah yes – clearly, it is a super duper, 5 star luxury extra-cosy beach apartment Sand Castle for entertaining A-List celebrities.

 

You can all carry on doing whatever I might require you to be doing – and be quick about it.

 

I’ll just rest my eyes for a few min . . . zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

 

SQUEAK – phew, that worked jolly well. Let’s enjoy a bit of peace, while it lasts.

Give us a kiss!

Don’t miss ‘Oh, We Do Like To Be Beside The Seaside, Episode 2

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Fairy Packs It In!

Right then my adoring fans, after weeks of eager anticipation it’s time to put aside all those brochures and for Mr Bear and me to set off on our jolly holidays.

There’s just the small matter of the packing left to do.

 

So Mr Bear, I hope you have been following my carefully written instructions to the letter?

 

I have been rushing about all day getting my things together. What precisely have you got ready?

 

Oh – just the Bear Essentials?!! I might have known!!

 

Actually I didn’t really have to do all that much running around – my willing army of Mousie helpers have been a little less pesky than usual today. They got all my everythings ready while I had a light snack and a snooze, and another not quite so light snack and a snooze and . . .

 

So let’s see how well they have done.

 

Glad they remembered the chairs – you never know when you might need a nice sit down and a cuppa.

 

I’ll just check there’s sufficient beds – 1, 5, 17, 8, 23 – Oh yes, that seems just about perfect.

 

Deckchair, spare blankie, emergency wheeled cart with integral helping hand device . . .

 

Steam Iron, to keep my fur coats all smooth and crease free . . . tra, la, laaaaa.

 

That all looks to be in order. Well done me. I simply need to pack everything into this capacious traveling portmanteau, then, it’s off we go.

 

What? Why are you all looking at me like that?

 

No problem with the packing. All you need is a little bit of Fairy Magic.

 

Hold tight Mr Bear – oh do leave those Duty Frees alone – we’re off!

Keep a look out for my Holiday Postcards.

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