Great friend of the bears, Jon Pigeon, is releasing a book in time for Christmas through the Kickstarter website. Anyone wanting a copy of his book can pledge money to ensure the book is published. Jon is currently asking for £2,341 of which £936 has been raised in only a couple of days. There are 9 days to go. Asked about his venture Jon told Jammy Toast; “I’m Jon Pigeon. I’m making a book. Yep. For everyone aged 16+. And goats but not badgers. I need your money. What for I don’t know as I’m a pigeon with no concept of money… by the way, Can Angry Badgers Climb Trees? Asking for a Friend.”
Hello folks, my name is Edward Bear and I am the one responsible for keeping our online presence up and running smoothly. So I guess you can say I failed after recent events but that wasn’t really my fault – the culprit knows who he is, as do we! I am not going to introduce myself but instead inform you all of the work I am about to undertake. Thanks to this certain person’s sabotage, we have eight years’ worth of blog postings which are tainted with comments and pictures not posted by the person who they were meant to be posted by. We have had comments by Prince Charles, God Almighty, Jim Royle, etc – most of these were posted by The Bearkeeper thinking he was amusing. The problem is; nobody in their right mind really thought that Prince Charles was visiting Jammy Toast and leaving his thoughts on our posts. This obviously encouraged the other bright spark into posting material which was quite believably coming from people who got upset when they found out. Jammy Toast is not here to upset anyone!
Hello everyone, my name is Erik and I am a teddy bear. I have come to introduce myself as this seems to be the week of introductions – if they can do it, I can do it too. I tend to write things for Jammy Toast from time to time because everyone seems to get a chance except us run-of-the-mill bears, we never seem to get a chance. Just because I cannot woo the girls like Razzi or solve computer problems like Edward or answer really difficult questions like Einstein doesn’t mean I cannot write something interesting for you. So that is what I do now to introduce myself…
Hi everyone, its Razzi here. Seeing as everyone is introducing themselves this week it seems only fair that I have my own go at letting everyone know who I am. I am the bear who most people refer to as the big “bad” bear here at Jammy Toast. This is just because they only look skin deep. They see a bear who likes girlies and maybe the odd little titbits of internet bear-porn but deep-down I am a kind and loving bear. It is difficult to describe what I am really like because I am not as clever as Edward or Einstein and don’t find words easy to come by. I also find it very difficult to type when I have paws, but I try my best.
Hello everybody, I thought that as Jammy Toast has had a bit of a revamp it might just be time to re-introduce myself in case anyone doesn’t know me. My name is Eddie and I was the first Renault Bear to be saved and find myself here at Jammy Toast. When I say “saved” I actually mean stolen. You see, I actually belonged to a guy called Tony who let me go on holiday with Chimpton Chimpton who then refused to return me and has held me captive at Chimpton HQ ever since. Luckily, Tony has long forgive Miss Chimpton for the theft of myself and even admits that I am better of being looked after by a Chimpton then by Tony who can sometimes be a little… naughty!
It is impossible to have any blog featuring Renault Bears without featuring Wicked Game – it has kind of become their unofficial theme song. As soon as Dave gave me the job of Musical Correspondent to Jammy Toast I have been inundated with requests to feature this song. It is a 1989 song by Chris Isaak from his album Heart Shaped World. Funnily enough, despite being released as a single in 1989, it did not become a hit until it was later featured in the David Lynch film Wild at Heart (1990).
Hello anyone who might happen to be passing or even anyone looking for me. I am surprised if it is the latter case as I was only famous for 15 minutes a very long time ago – or 1999 to be precise – when I made some adverts for a famous jeans manufacturer. I also had a hit record with my old friend Mr Oizo called “Flat Beat”. I have also appeared in a cameo role in the BBC comedy series The Office with Ricky Gervais from 2001-2003. This is beginning to sound like I am writing my CV here but anyway, next I appeared with David Soul in some adverts for Auto Trader. I had a stint for a while on the Big Breakfast and have been featured in magazines; including Arena, Cosmopolitan, Heat, Melody Maker, Ministry, Mixmag, Muzik, NME and The Face. However, these days work has pretty much dried up and I am what you might call a “has been”. So, I have decided to join this Jammy Toast malarkey in the hope I might become a cult figure?!?!?
Hello World, or should that be Hello Again, World? Jammy Toast has been in existence since December 2006 – although it has had a few name changes along the way – but something happened recently which made me think about ending it. I have enjoyed writing about Eddie, Razzi and Co over the years but all that was shot down by one email I received the other day. The email, which I believed straight away, said that someone had stolen some pictures from Facebook and sent them to us to include in what used to be called our “Friend’s Gallery”. The person they were pretending to be, I noticed, had also left comments on the blog which did not come from the person they were supposed to have come from. In other words – Jammy Toast was now a lie.
The final ceramic poppy was laid at the Tower of London memorial art installation as ceremonies took place in the UK and abroad on Armistice Day. Large crowds saw 13-year-old army cadet Harry Hayes place the last of 888,246 flowers, each representing a British and Commonwealth military death in World War One.
It seems difficult to believe today but thirty years ago Liverpool was that opposed to the conservative government of Margaret Thatcher that they attempted to break away from central government and go it alone. Left-wingers hated Thatcher and everything she attempted to do to Liverpool and wanted to go their own way. Once the great port of the British Empire, Liverpool lost 80,000 jobs between 1972 and 1982 as the docks closed and its manufacturing sector shrank by half.