Happy Birthday to Sir Winston,
Happy Bear-day dear ME,
Happy Birthday dear Sir Winston,
Happy B-day to US!
There is no prize for guessing what to day it is here?
My Hug is fancy pawty hat ready as my invitations specified...
Yes, it is my very first ever my Bear-day celebration!
Mother, hiding behind her Venetian mask, wanted to make it special...But I fear she now regrets it's technicalities!!!
[Blue here, without the help of friends below re images all gratefully received, I would have done a 'Woodstock Regrets' post re this 'madness' on my part, as I have felt so unwell this weekend it has been a real struggle to get my act together!]
Back to me, the bear-day boy!
Not every bear can celebrate his day in such fine company!
My Hero, Sir Winston Churchill was born today in 1874 @ the Big House there in Woodstock!
And a 'wheelie' friend joining us is named after him too!
It fell to this wartime prime-minister, to cement my country's alliance with the US, where I now have many good friends!
The son of an American mother & an English father, his eloquence - yes, he was a fine speaker, with a way with words, just like me - endeared him nearly as much to Americans as to the British!
This oil portrait of him is by Douglas Granville Chandor 1946...And this me, a digital photograph by Mother 2009...
Now, the pawty really can start, the caters have delivered!
My cake has arrived, not from the Shop but it is chocolate...And, my presents marched in...Followed by my many friends.
Master Buttons, smartly attired in business suit was first @ the door... The Rocky Creek Scotties were next...Followed by, Maggie & Mitch plus Miss Autumn and Kipper & Hazel...WFT's Miss Fergi, Jake & 'Wheelie' Winston...
Bob T Bear, esq came over without his famous pants on head...Charlie Bear, Sally Ann, Mack & Taddy teleported across from the USA...And, Diva Asta as usual dressed to impress & took centre stage...Then played the piano beautifully for our dances and my Bear-day chorus...Before setting up a Las Vegas style gaming table to showing off her card tricks... Ginger Jasper in very fetching green, hoped the luck of the Irish was with him when he sat down to play poker against her...
And, we must send Greeting to his Dad, who has the honour to share his Birthday with little old me!
My personal guest of honour was of course, my lady bear friend dear Miss Rosie - we shared a private moment over a paw-martini, after I had reclaimed her from Master Buttons company - I think she admires a gent in a suit...She arrived with apologies from Aunt Misses Peach, who is still away on her honeymoon with Mickey.
Moving on, Mother has lite my cakes candles - look @ them burning brightly - I am not saying how many...
Everyone please take a deep breath, think of a wish & help me blow them out - one, two, three woooooooooooooooooosh!
And, may I say 'Thank-You' to you for all coming to share my day and making it so memorable, now, lets pawty some more.