The holiday is over

Banana loungeI knew it would be hard to convince the teddies that the holiday had to come to an end and we all needed to return to work. After a couple of weeks lazing around on the banana lounge, napping, snacking and enjoying the advantages of staying in a holiday house (not having to do housework chores!) they were very reluctant to come home.

I decided that Ccino was the most likely to be persuaded so I started my campaign with him. “If we don’t get back to work having adventures and writing our stories for the blog, our business venture will fail,” I tried to persuade him.

“I don’t care. We don’t earn any monies from the blog anyway,” he responded with a nonchalant toss of his little head.

Maybe Hephie would be more compliant – he’s always eager to please everyone. “Hephie, wouldn’t you like to help me write a story?” I pleaded. But he wasn’t convinced. “I don’t think hephalumps in DDA* go to work. Baby hephalumps play ALLLLL the time in DDA,” he added.

Next, I tried to appeal to Dwight’s desire to be in the limelight. “You could dress up in one of your best outfits and we could ask grot boy to take your photo for a story,” I suggested. But once again she wasn’t interested. “I have to perfect my suntan before you take any more photos of me, “ she offered as her excuse.

I was struggling to think of any more persuasive arguments when I had one last idea to tempt the teddies back to work.

“I know! Let’s have an end-of-holiday party,” I proposed. “We can have a special gelato cake to celebrate the conclusion of our wonderful summer holiday.”

Gelato cakeBobby suddenly awoke when he heard the words “gelato” and “cake”, his two favourite foods. He had been sleeping, or possibly pretending to sleep, as I’d tried to persuade the other teddies to get back to work.

“That is a very, very good idea. I think we should all have a nice party,” he told the others.

“Don’t forget, after the party we all have to go back to work,” I reminded them. But I’m not sure they heard me as they noisily argued about what type of cake to get.

Now I’ve finally persuaded the teddies to get back on the job, I have to find a way to convince grot boy that the summer holiday has come to an end. There are chores to be done, money to be earned and more holidays to be planned!

*Deepest, darkest Africa

©, 2015


Summer holidays

It’s summer in Sydney and the schools have closed for the year, businesses are closing for their Christmas break and everyone is on holiday.

So grot boy and I shouldn’t have been surprised when the teddies insisted that they be able to have a holiday too.

“It’s the time of the year to eat lots and laze around napping,” Bobby told us. “I think I’ve done quite enough work for the year.”

Dwight dressed upDwight, Hephie and Ccino all agreed. “It’s party time – we don’t have time to write the blog because we have parties to attend,” they explained.

Dwight loves parties. “I can dress up every night in a different summer frock and wear my best jewellery and favourite spangly sandals,” she told us. “I hope I win the prize for the best dressed bear at the summer ball.”

“I love parties,” Hephie added. “I can make lots and lots of new friends and we all have heaps of fun together.”

“The best thing about parties is the grog,” Ccino said. “There are all sorts of different drinks and no-one notices if I have a sip (or two or three) from their glass,” he admitted.

Beach“Food, parties, napping! That sounds like a good idea,” grot boy said. Then he asked me “Don’t you think we should have a summer holiday? We can all go to the beach, the teddies can build sand castles while I have a nap in the sun.”

“Oh! Alright!” I pretended to reluctantly agree while secretly being pleased.

“Don’t forget to say ‘thank you’ to all our friends who have liked our adventures during the year,” the teddies chorused, before signing off for their summer holiday.

©, 2014