Following a particularly vigorous and rumbustious game of Pirates, peace and tranquility has returned to our holiday idyll.
Although with a certain young lady in attendance, albeit briefly.
Oh yes, this all looks very pleasant. I particularly like Marigold’s new bikini. Very fetching don’t you know.
Enough of all this indolence. It’s high time to resume my salad snacking.
Waaaah Mummmmmy! No salad!!!!
I’m sure I left my tasty pignic around here somewhere
I did, I did, I DID! It was right HERE.
Right – you pesky mousie types. WHERE’S MY SALAD?????
No one plays fast and loose with my grub without there being major repercussions.
Best talk Mousies, the tide is coming in.
Whaddya mean – cruelty to Mousies?!
Do you really think Sir Plantagenet Big Mouse would let them come to any harm?!
Oh, I ate it all up did I? I knew that. I was just, err, just checking.
Ahhhmmm – moving swiftly on . . .
Wow Buster – you’ve found a lovely cool rock pool. That does look very inviting.
Hummph – Mummy usually gives me a helping hand in these tricky getting in to water situations.
Buster – you should be looking away when a Lady is getting in to her bath, don’t you know.
Gently does it. Smashing!
There we are – nothing to it. What was all that fuss about?
I hope I don’t have to have a nail trim too!
Muuuuuummmmmy – get me out of here NOW – I need a wee!
Just time for a vigorous rub down.
What’s that awful noise? Oh NO – The Rev Mr Bear is having a sing song.
That was fun. Time for another relax.
What’s that Angela ‘Fairy’ Mouse? You want a memento of our super Holiday.
Well here’s a perfect way to remember our perfect holiday.
Everyone say ‘SALAD’!