Just in case none of my bloggy friends are still around, I'll introduce myself again.
How do you do? I'm known to the mailman and, was known long ago to my teachers too, as Trumble Gardener-Bear. Also known to to my friends as plain, old fashioned Trumble ( it is an extraordinarily ancient Anglo-Saxon name) and to some rather rude people I meet from time to time as That-Balding-Chiltern-Bear,-You-Know,-The-Very-Short-One.
What I lack in size, I make up for in ambition, enthusiasm, energy and, well yes, disorganisation.
Long ago, there were a few bears here. Well not exactly here, because the humungus beans I live with insisted on uprooting us all every year or two, I actually mean there were only a few bears living in the same humungus bean dwelling as I. That was fine, most were taller than mxxxx I, but they rarely trod on me as there was plenty of space. We had a dark cupboard for hibernating in, which we were hastily packed off to when the chief humngus bean called out, 'Tidy-up-your-room-or-else!' to the then smallest one. I'm not sure to this day whether that is some kind of traditional call to hibernation? Perhaps, but it had a slightly more threatening than a lullaby feel to it.
Then, when the smallest humungus bean got something called 'pocket money,' our numbers grew and I had to take to spending all but my hibernating time in the garden to avoid the crush. Hence my last name, of which I am very proud. In my wakeful periods I took up the art of gardening.
And me and Spot even help out on the humungus beans' farmlet, when they are desperate. ( No, Spot doesn't have any spots - he's called that because you only spot him in photos from time to time.
Those half ton bales are quite difficult to move around when you are small as I am and sitting out all days keeping the marauding cows from the next farm off them can be boring.
More recently, as any readers of my now vanished ealier blog will remember, I hatched a plan to provide myself and a few of my under 13" tall friends with a little house of our own. Not because we are in anyway unfriendly towards our larger bear companions, this is just for safety. However, I decided, if the project was going to go ahead, the house should be as comfortable as possible. The only troubles being that, as I mentioned before, I am prone to bouts of total disorganisation, which has led to only patchy progress and the once smallest humungus bean, who is now considerably larger than she once was is at LEAST as bad at organising building work, furniture buying etc. If we didn't belong to different species, I'd think we were related.
