Monthly Archives: March 2013

Happy Easter Bunny-Pigs!

Hello there my lovelies.

Mummy says it’s Easter – time for another of my splendiferous set-piece photo portrait type heirloom thingies. As it’s Easter Mummy wants us to be all good and colourful and very well behaved – no problems there then! I’ve recruited a clutch of fluffy chicks to make up the numbers. I can’t help but notice that everything looks all under control though. Is there something missing?

Oh yes of course, my pesky little(!) pigsisters. Here they come. It was never going to be straight forward was it?

‘I say Pixie, I don’t think much to that droopy looking salad’

‘Don’t panic Bear, I’ll check to see if Fairy has hidden some tasty treats behind here.’

‘Egg-celent idea, Pixie.’

‘The weather looks nice for the time of year, Bear – all that sun will get the salad growing nicely – Yum.’

Never mind grazing out the window Pixie, get your bottoms over here pronto for an Easter family portrait.

‘Hummph, call this a snack Bear? I suppose it will have to do.’

‘I’ve nearly finish all of mine Pixie – time to sneak off to pastures new.’

Goodness me – what a kerfuffle. Lucky I had ordered a couple well behaved and very photogenic chicklets, Basil and Dill, to help me look all photogenic and everything.

Happy Easter everyone!

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A Right Royal Occasion!

Hello my darlings. I wonder what unalloyed joys today has in store for me?

Oh yes, I remember – I am off to The Palace for an audience with some major Royals. How jolly nice for them!

 

Good day, ma’am, your ladyship, Princess Anastasia Teacake. Nice place you have here.

When do we eat?

Oh and Crown Prince Roland Butter too! Delighted I’m sure.

Wow – now that’s what I call a cucumber sandwich – i’m going to like it here.

Umm, Anastasia my love, I rather thought we were supposed to be the big wigs round here. Shouldn’t Fairy be curtseying or bowing or at least saving something for us to eat?

Now see here Crown Prince Rowland Butter or whatever your name is, let’s get something straight shall we? Fairy is The Boss and when she is hungry, she eats. Is that clear? Good! Now isn’t it time to introduce me to The Minor Royals? They might want to give me a lovely present or two!

Prince Macca Roon and Princess Victoria Sponge! How sweeeeeeet! That really takes the cake. Sounds like they were named by Marie Antoinette!

I’m reminded of the excellent advice about having your cake and eating some salad – or something equally perplexing but vaguely food related. Time for a smackerel!

Hummph – as you all know, I’m not one to complain, but if this is supposed to be tea, I might just start!

Oh well, might as well clear the plates – waste not, want . . . a bit more!

Well, that was very, err, dainty.

Oh, you are expecting a happy event your Princesship? Humm – could be another snack perhaps?

A special delivery! This must be it – Yum.

Oh goodness me – it was ‘THAT’ sort of happy event!

More mouths to feed, oh dear.

They are adorable, I suppose.

You invited me here for a special reason, your Princeship? Do tell?

You want me to be the ‘Fairy Godmummy’ to Princlet Rolly Polly and Princesslet Sue Flae?

Oh, what a lovely surprise. I am delighted to accept.

 

I was going to suggest we celebrate the happy event with a jolly good slap-up feed. But, it looks like I’m going to need to call up some reinforcements.

Where are Bear and Pixie when I need them?

I knew that!

Fairy always insists that she is accompanied by her special emergency reserve salad supply, when out and about onmanoeuvres, Pixie.

Looks like we were just in time then, Bear! I can’t spot a single spare lettuce.

Right everybody – you all look pretty while I tidy away this messy salad.

Perfect end to a perfect right royal day – burp – pardon!

 

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