You Are My Sunshine

The theme for this year's Greenbelt was Rising Sun so it was a bit ironic that early on Sunday Morning (1:30 to be precise) the heavens opened and it begun to rain, which drove us late night Wherry drinkers to bed.

Fortunately we woke to find the rain had stopped and the sun was out, but the ground was soaked and very muddy. As you can imagine mud and fur do not really mix and we were all a bit worried about what we were going to do at the Sunday Communion. Luckily Wilbur was at hand with a large tarpaulin he had thought to bring along so we were able to keep ourselves mud free as we sat down for the service.


Bris went and organised our Communion pack which contained Bread, Wine, coloured ribbons, orders of service and other goodies. As we waited, more and more people arrived for the service: there were so many that we had to meet in two places at Main Stage where we were, and also in the Arena.

Then, with much fanfare, groups came in from the North, South, East and West, representing the four corners of the globe, and then the Service began. We were all very impressed by the preacher who came from Brazil and told us that she enjoys soaking up the sun, wearing her bikini on Copacabana beach. Guess what happened next ... the heavens opened and we all got wet.

However, our lusty singing of the Beatles number 'Here Comes the Sun' did the trick and drove the rain away.


Love the Greenbelt crew xxx

Wilbur Lends a Paw

A great festival like Greenbelt wouldn't happen without a lot of help. As it says on the Greenbelt website Volunteers make Greenbelt a living Festival. Without them Greenbelt could not exist. Apparently there are over 1500 of them working across the festival weekend and throughout the year giving their help for free.

This year their number was increased by one by our good friend T5 Wilbur (which is why you haven't seen him on the blog so far) who was in seventh heaven in his Hi-Vis jacket working all over the site stewarding at various venues.


He told us that his favourite duty was working in the Performance Cafe tent where you could hear a variety of excellent live music. Here we are with Wilbur during one of his breaks at the Performance Cafe, when we joined him for a cup of tea and slice of carrot cake while listing to one of our Greenbelt favorites Esther Alexander.

Not only was the carrot cake fantastic, but as the icing on the cake, Esther sung a great set, which included our favourite song "Last of the hopeless romantics".

Tea and music over, we left Wilbur to his stewarding, and agreed to meet him for a well earned pint at the Organic Beer tent later in the day.

Love Gio and the Greenbelt Crew xxxxxx

It's our 300th Post!!!

The Blog goes from Strength to Strength - 300 posts, 624 days, 611 photos, 3 video clips, 84,000 words, 195 published comments, and now our own domain!!! www.bearsunlimited.org

The Banner headline says it all - but how we asked ourselves could we celebrate this memorable achievement? We put our heads together and decided that we would like a permanant reminder of the fact that we had hit 300 and so our teckies Jimmy, Fred and Ungi got their heads together and decided to go for our own domain www.bearsunlimited.org

As we were wondering what we were going to say to you on such an important day, Bris received an E-mail from his friend Moose who was off on another of his business trips, (Perhaps you remember his last one) This time his trip was to Greece and we thought what better way to celebrate our 300th blog that to publish a E-card from a friend who is such a great writer and has a wonderful outlook on life. We hope you enjoy it as much as we did.

Love all at Bears Unlimited
xxxxxx

P.S. our canal boating adventures will return!

Moose asks ‘what’s a Greek Earn?’

Hi Bris it’s travelling Moose here, and I’ve been on some exciting travels again.
It all started one very early Sunday morning at the new Terminal 5 at Heathrow, but I wasn’t taking any chances with my luggage and hung on to it as long as I could.

Then I tried out the new check-in assistant - I must say I preferred the smile’s I used to get from the old models!

I soon got to grips with this one, and managed to change to a nice window seat where I got an excellent view of the London rain and the new double-decker aeroplane.

We were soon on our way, and I found a new friend in the shape of T5-Wilbur, a very helpful bear indeed and on a mini break after all his frantic activity over the last few weeks at T5. Wilbur, being on the BA crew, was able to show me the proper way to strap in and reminded me to always read the safety manual, even if I had flown before – I didn’t know that BA are the only airline where you have to tie your life-vest in a double knot (all the others use fasteners or even Velcro !)

It wasn’t all serious safety lessons, and soon Wilbur was off duty and enjoying monitoring our progress, the old fashioned way with a map an looking out of the window. I did wonder just when Wilbur would take off his work jacket.

Once we arrived we set about enjoying some of the Athens life and I took a dip in the roof top pool, Wilbur looked on from a safe distance and I wondered again if I’d ever get him to come off duty and remove his reflective jacket !

After all that wet water I needed to dry off, but being a moose from Northern territories (and without a hat) I had to stick to the shade, while Wilbur was able to bask in the sunshine – with his jacket undone!

It wasn’t all play and we did a bit of moonlighting, filling in at the hotel helpdesk - I hope those guests managed to follow our directions and get to see the famous marbles.

It wasn’t; long before we got invited out with some of the locals, and met up with Saabrina’s cousin Izy (can you guess which one she is?) .

and experienced some of the local spirit.

Soon it was time to go home, but not before we followed our own instructions and went looking for those Elgin Marbles …. but I’m not sure these are what we were looking for ?

And of course found some time to keep in touch with Mrs Moose who had to stay at home this trip. All too soon our aeroplane arrived and it would soon be time for Wilbur to get back to his day job.

But not before a farewell drink and then it would be time to say good bye to Wilbur.

But all is not lost, in the time it’s taken me to write up my trip Wilbur has managed to find a new job at the docks and has moved in to become one of the moose household [with Mrs Moose’s blessing].

Hi to all the family up there and hope to see you soon
love from Moose and Wilbur.