For more than three weeks now I have gone to work on my own. My former partner in crime Razzi seems to have deserted his post and doesn’t come to work with me anymore. I don’t have a clue why or if there is anything wrong with him to explain away his unusual behaviour. He used to love coming to work with me and helping people learn how to drive. Now he just sits in the Bear Sanctuary all day looking rather lethargic with Pooki at his side.
As we all know, our Bears love their Jammy Toast but would you believe there is a Skunk down in Somerset who loves his Bacon Butties — but he has had to be put on a diet. The overweight skunk has been re-homed and put on a strict diet. His name is Mr Bumble and his former owners handed him over to the RSPCA when they realised they could not look after him properly.
Tonight, we are all getting ready to watch the first semi-final of X-factor and so we can’t really think of much to write about. I have asked the Bears for ideas but they are all too busy messing about, making friends with the new Bears, watching the Telly or eating their Jammy Toast. So why don’t we have another Open Night? We haven’t had one for a while.
The New Bear who arrived on Wednesday has decided on a name for himself. He would like to be called Earnhardt because he is a big fan of NASCAR and his hero is Dale Earnhardt Senior who died in a race in 2001. He has woken up since he arrived and is making himself at home now that he has moved into the Bear Sanctuary and given me my bed back.
As I was leaving the house this morning there was a knock on the door. It was the Postman with another parcel in his hands and his usual sheepish grin because he knows what it is. I took the parcel from him and brought it into the Bear Sanctuary for the other Bears to see. We opened the parcel and there was a new Bear. Usually at this point there is a warm welcome and the first of many hello’s, but not this time.
Razzi may think he is great but really there is only one man who can be called “The Greatest”. Muhammad Ali has been in England recently for what will probably be his last visit because of his on-going battle with Parkinson’s Syndrome. It is sad that a man once so powerful in the world of boxing, and a man never lost for a word or two from his razor tongue, is now diminished so painfully by this illness. It is great that he is here, that he made the effort to visit us one last time.