Tuesday, 25 February 2014


I was talking about my conversation with uncle on the phone with my brother.  I was trying to work out where uncle was mentally as he is an Olympic standard wind up merchant but he has also been completely confused.  
"He was on about a little brother for bear." I told my brother wearily.  "He was quite insistent."
Bear was in the room and turned around with a pleased and expectant expression.  I told him firmly, "No!"

I am getting close to fifty, there are going to be no siblings.  Bear will have to make do with a puppy.  

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