Since we decided to restart Jammy Toast people have been asking us how it all started and more importantly why. It is always fun looking back and trying to discover how an otherwise normal, sane and sensible person like myself (*cough*) suddenly decide to start a retirement home for Renault Bears? How was it that we suddenly decided to spend hours searching the world for unwanted Renault Bears and bringing them here to Jammy Toast to spend the remainder of their days watching daytime telly and eating their favourite food? I think it is a story worth re-telling, so this is how it all started…
Since we decided to restart Jammy Toast Edward is busy going through all the old posts which we haven’t looked at for a long while. It is fun looking back and trying to discover how an otherwise normal, sane and sensible person like myself (*cough*) suddenly decide to start a retirement home for Renault Bears? How was it that we suddenly decided to spend hours searching the world for unwanted Renault Bears and bringing them here to Jammy Toast to spend the remainder of their days watching daytime telly and eating their favourite food? I think it is a story worth re-telling, this is how it all started…
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!
We haven‘t heard anything from Eddie for a little while and so I have had words and he has promised with something special coming up shortly. You see, Eddie is being spoilt at the moment by being taken down to London to see the Harry Potter Exhibition. Heaven knows that he will be getting up to but I would make a guess that he will be riding on Harry’s broomstick before long. People (and bears) the world-over have been enchanted by the Harry Potter films for over a decade and Eddie is one of his biggest followers having read all the books and watched all the films.
We have answered this question before but every time we get new friends here at Jammy Toast they ask the same question. How did we first start rescuing Renault Bears? It all began one Christmas back in 2006 when I was planning a holiday to Egypt. My daughter and I were all packed and ready to go when a friend of ours, Mr Tony ‘Yummy’ Banks, told us that his teddy bear had never been on holiday. In his whole life his bear had never ventured far from his home in Liverpool. After explaining to us disbelieving sceptics that his bear was his best friend, he asked if we would take him with us as a special treat for his bear because he had been very well behaved that year and deserved a treat.
Hello everyone, my name is Erik and I am a teddy bear. I have asked if I can have a turn writing on the blog because everyone seems to get a chance except for us run-of-the-mill bears who never seem to get a chance. Just because I cannot woo the girls like Razzi or solve the really difficult problems like Einstein doesn’t mean I cannot write something interesting for the blog. For today, I thought I would just introduce myself and tell you all about me.
We have heard a rather distressing rumour over the last couple of days that has shaken Jammy Toast to its very core. We all know that Razzi is a bit of a lad and occasionally has been caught looking at pornography on the internet – and in particular bear porn. However, we used to think that Eddie was a happily married bear, living as he does with his wife Edwina over at Chateau Miss Chimptonland. It now looks like we may have been wrong!