Eduardo The Spanish Bear

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The MEFFS determination to save unwanted Renault Bears has now reached International proportions as we now have an addition all the way from Spain. Unwanted by his Spanish owners we have stepped in to give Eduardo a new home with the ever growing colony of Renault Bears living with us. He is currently learning English from all the other Bears as he settles in to his new home.

Welcome To Esme

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The latest Bear to be saved from the scrap heap is now safely making friends with all the others in the computer room at my house. If anyone ever wants to use my spare computer chair then hard luck the Bears have beaten you to it. The new edition to the Bear clan is called Esme and you can read all about her here. She has had a pretty hard time of it from what I can tell but she’s now looking happy and for the first time in her life is making friends with other Renault Bears. Esme brings the number of bears rescued to 9 if you include Eddie who was rescued by our friend Yummy.

Week Two The Mummy Files

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Well I survived the first week and we are now entering week two of being mum to my baby sis. Okay so whats happened since I last seen you all, well I have taken more codeine than the pharmacy can prescribe, I have developed selective hearing, and best of all my fridge is grumbling, yes you heard right grumbling, it is FULL, and not just of evian either!!

Playing Mum

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Well this week has been rather tiring with more ups and downs than the ‘big one’ in Blackpool, for a couple of weeks I’m playing mum to my little sister who has come to stay after a few teething problems at home. I never knew just how hard my mum had it until I had to do everything, I am tired of hearing my own voice!!.

Confessions Of A Driving Instructor #1

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As I am now at the end of my second week working in my new job as a Driving Instructor, I thought I would tell a tale, which no doubt will be the first of many, told to me by one of my pupils. She came to me having failed her first attempt at the driving test, according to her because of nerves. On the day of her first test she was asked by the examiner, in an attempt to be friendly and break the ice; “What do you do for a living?”

Me and Eddie

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Lately I have been a tad lonely, spending most of my time watching tv and hiding away from the world. Eddie and I have been job-searching together as my job still sucks and I really need to find something new. So I thought I would come along and show you just how supportive a teddy, Eddie is to me. You see being constantly plagued with insecurities Eddie seems to be the only one who understands me. We spend a lot of time together and yes I know that’s a little sad that a 32 year old girlie spends her time with a bear. However, we are trying to rectify that and I am dragging my ass out of my flat and actually socialising with friends (shock, horror).

The Queen To The Rescue

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The Queen with her new find.

While out shopping the other day our very own Queen spotted a tiny little Renault Bear sitting on a shelf in a charity shop. Obviously abandoned by her cruel and callous owner this little bear sat scared looking at all the big wide world she was now cast adrift within. That is until The Queen spotted her.

ID Please

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So last night after much deliberation after being badly let down by some guy (who I thought was a nice guy) who promised to come and meet me and didn’t get in touch for a week, I decided to go out with friends. We met up at my flat and had a few drinks (in some cases alot of drinks) and some nibbles whilst we chatted about times gone by and listened to 80s music whilst laughing that I was near an OAP now (bastards).