Morning all. Greetings from another bright and sunny day on the south coast. That man was up early and so we have a little bit of time to post.
Well didn’t they do well. We are very proud of our brave Lions and they did brilliantly. To have got to the semi finals was brilliant and at least they lost fair and square rather than through a penalty shoot out. Well done and we look forward to even better things in the future. A special shout out to nice Mr Southgate who displayed real leadership and is an inspiration. Let’s hope that he gets Sports Personality of the Year rather than that dopey Lewis Hamilton.
We had a little visitor last week. Paddington came to join us as Uncle Brian was coming down. We had a nice time and Kiv and I took him on a tour of the climbing opportunities in the garden.
Here we are exploring the Honeysuckle.
Out and about
A side view.
Then we were tired out.
A little down time
That man and Uncle Tache went to see Big Nana this week. They had a lovely time so thank you to Big Nana for her kind hopsitality. Today is a big day for birthdays so a big Cliffie wingwave to both Big Nana and my Stalker both of whom are celebrating their birthdays today.
I notice that Mr Trump is with us trying to stir things up. I think he might overestimate his influence if he is trying to make Boris Johnson the next PM. He says that they are good friends but there is something going through my mind about knowing someone through the company that they keep. I don’t known which one that I dislike more. I mean to say I would rather have Mr Putin as PM rather than a Trump led Boris coup. Enough said I think. That man has told me that I can’t go and protest and we love the big Trump baby balloon. Perhaps I could make my own protest here. I am off to think about what might have the biggest impact.
I don’t normally do this but a quick note to say well done to our brave Lions. It was a very stressful five minutes in this household I can tell you but we did it and we now face the Swedes. All I can say is that my Stalker needs to make up his mind as to who he is supporting.
We have a new birdie in the house now. Her name is Sophie and she is a Cuckoo clock. Every hour the kitchen is filled with the sounds of bird song and then Sophie comes out and cuckoos her way to the next hour. Very good and effective. It does amuse us as that man hasn’t got used to the idea as yet and every hour he thinks that he is hearing voices and gets a bit anxious. It is good fun watching this. Happy days indeed!
Hello there. A quick note to welcome our latest recruit to the crew. His name is Kev and he is a Koala. To confuse things he came from Lisbon and you pronounce his name as Kiv in the Kiwi fashion. All in all a bit of a mystery to one and all. Anyway here is a picture.
Kiv the Kiwi Koala
As you may know Koalas spend their little lives absolutely stoned on Eucalyptus leaves. Kiv was trying for the same effect on Lavender but I am not quite sure that this quite worked out in the way that we were expecting. You can also see a little bit of the garden that has been taking shape. It is looking a lot better now and the plants are thriving. Having said that it can be a bit touch and go as that man is responsible for watering during the week.
Fingers crossed for tonight. Our brave Lions have done well so far so hopefully right will prevail and we will make it through to the last 8. It is all very exciting but the result doesn’t matter too much. We have got further than the Germans and as any sane Englishman knows that is all that matters in any competition!
Good afternoon. Welcome. I just had to post and simply tell those who haven’t heard-Germany 0 South Korea 2. Just saying!
Anyway on to the main business of the day. I have received a special report from one of my stringers. This is from the lovely and fragrant Cecilia who lives in a rather lovely home in the Lincoln area. She had the joy of hosting a visit recently and has just posted this to tell you all about it.
Hello and welcome to my world. My name is Cecilia and I am white rabbit with very silky paws. I live with Aunty Helen in a little haven in the Lincoln area. I was privileged to help her to host a visit from some friends. Clifford asked me to post a report.
The day started well when Uncle Dave (UD) turned up nicely on time via Virgin Trains East Coast. He wasn’t very happy though as he had to stand all the way from London but Aunty Helen (AH) walked him home and calmed him down with the refreshing cup that cheers but doesn’t inebriate. Soon after that Uncle Tache (UT) and Uncle Jim (TM) turned up in their car and the fun could begin. Refreshments were offered and feet gratefully slipped into the slippers that AH had very thoughtfully provided. How civilised. A tour was offered of our establishment and all were very impressed with the renovations that I have project managed throughout the past couple of years. Everyone had a favourite space but I think most praise went for my masterful reworking of the library and the living room areas. AH even had a little books of photos made up of how the work progressed and if you look carefully you can see my paws in the corner of most of them supervising things. It was soon time for some refreshment and AH showed her skills at herding cats by getting everyone to choose what they wanted from a menu. The food arrived in double quick time and a cheery evening was had by all. It was soon midnight and time for our little Cinderellas to go back to their B&B in a very “cheery” frame of mind.
The next day dawned bright and sunny and our happy party enjoyed a lovely breakfast. It was soon time to get on the train and head off to Lincoln. What an epic adventure it was scaling the heights of Steep Hill (a very aptly named street believe me!). It was worth it as they got to the top to discover a lovely street market and UT took the opportunity of having UD with him to go and buy some more plants for me to nibble on-sorry to put in his garden. They descended to the lower part of town tired but happy. Time for a little rest and then out on the town for a lovely pub dinner. The taxi driver was a bit of a card and I do feel he could have given Cliff a run for his money. Another enjoyable evening ensued and once again midnight struck to herald bed time.
On the Sunday it was time to regroup and head for home. AH had put together little picnics for each person which were much appreciated. UT and TM gave UD a lift to the local station and everyone had a nice journey home. All in all a very pleasant mid summer adventure which was enjoyed by one and all. I hope that you enjoyed my account of the weekend and I look forward to posting on other matters of import to the furry rabbit community before too long.
Good afternoon and welcome back. Since that man left “work” he hasn’t been very regular about allowing me to post. In a rare concession he has logged on for ten minutes so I have to make the most of this opportunity.
First of all I thought I would share some photos of what Uncle Tache has achieved in the garden.
This is Figgis the Fig tree who got a bit of a haircut last year. As you can see he has come back with a lot of foliage. We don’t think that we will have any figs this year but are hopeful for some next year. I can then sit outside and enjoy one with some cream.
Figgis is back
This second picture shows our new birdie friend who is called Ada Gardner. For those who don’t know she is the Heron in the corner.
Ada in all of her glory
Finally here is a view of another corner of our little Eden.
A particular highlight is the bird bath that has been converted to a planter.
Now on to more topical matters. Have you been following the World Cup? I know that at least one of my US fan club has been and we have tried to lure Big Nana into following it as well. What a strange tournament it has turned out to be. The use of the Video Assisted Referee has been controversial as everyone is now drawing little squares in the air at the slightest sign of any tackle. The games involving Spain and Portugal yesterday were both controversial and we are looking forward to a good punch up before too long. Of course, we are supporting our brave Lions and are so pleased that they are doing well. A bit of perspective though might be in order. So far we have beaten Tunisia and Panama. Now if we had beaten those blooming Germans 6-1 we might have something to celebrate. As it is we beat Panama who might be better going off to dig some canals rather than playing world class football. Still we are through to the last 16 with a game in hand so not too bad. I just worry what will happen when we actually take on a more formidable foe. At least we won’t have to play the Russians as that might have been a step too far. After all they could have painted a nerve agent all over the changing room before the game or just rolled out that stupid Mr Putin to come and watch. Anyway come on our brave lads and let us try and beat plucky little Belgium into a pulp!
Talking about stupid what is going with our Foreign Secretary this week? He is conveniently in Afghanistan when he should be voting on a crucial government measure that he doesn’t agree with. Come on Boris stand up and be a man and actually vote the way your conscience dictates. Oh hold on he doesn’t have any conscience or principles so it is business as normal. I would really have to pull up the drawbridge if Boris ever manages to claw his podgy little fingers to the top. There you go a topical interlude. We haven’t had one in a while so I hope that you enjoyed it.
Time to go I feel as I am feeling quite agitated. I hope that you are enjoying the hot weather. We are all enjoying it down here as I have just set up an account with our local ice cream shop. Happy days indeed.
Hello there. That man sensed that I was reaching news overload with Donald Trump cavorting with a truly despicable man and the whole Brexit ho-ha. I mean to say you meet a truly evil dictator and you tell him that he can really make a nice job of redeveloping his beach front properties. Really-I mean really????????? It just beggars belief and I was muttering away about it all. For once that man actually intervened and we went off for an adventure-just the two of us or so we thought.
Now some explorers spent a lifetime looking for the source of the Nile or boating up the Limpopo. We went off on an equally exciting adventure looking for the source of the little river Bourne. This is the little stream that runs through the centre of Bournemouth and where that man assures me he went paddling many years ago with his sisters. He wanted to see if we could locate the source of it so off we set. We got off the bus in the very upmarket suburb of Westbourne and made our way down to the little stream. We soon located it by walking downhill as it is in a valley. This is the scene that greeted us.
Close to the source
Is this it?
As you can see it is a lovely little stream and we went off upstream in search of the source. We had brought along rations and we sat on a bench to eat our lunch to fortify us. Well we walked for what seemed like hours and finally came to a point where the gardens ran out but no sign of the source. We decided that we would walk to the sea instead as I could sense that there was an ice cream in it for me. After a little while we came across a rather lovely little Gothic water tower which I quite fancy as my Bournemouth crash pad. Here it is.
My little Gothic castle in Bournemouth
I then became worried that my loyal readership might think that I wasn’t with that man so I slipped in a quick selfie-I know how much you like them as it gives you a chance to get up close and personal with a true mega star.
It is really me you know
We carried on down the riverbank and that man said that would be a nice shot for your readers and sat me down by the side of the stream. Well before you knew it Bob the Sheep had appeared and was wanting equal billing in this adventure. We then had a discussion about creative differences.
Where did Bob come from?
Here is a close up once we had made up.
The stowaway and me
Well we carried on and found these lovely Rhododendrons by the side of the stream.
Getting closer to the sea
Suddenly we turned a corner and were in the centre of town and we had reached the end of our little adventure and the sea was in sight. That man then sat on the prom eating the rest of his lunch and soaking up some rays. What a nice day and I quite forgot about that prat Trump and his murderous new bestie for at least ten minutes so job done.
To end on a high congratulations to Aunty Olivia who came down to see us last week and is shortly going a trip to a land where Penguins and Sheep exist side by side in harmony-that is more than be said of this household but that is by the by. Well done!
Hello there. To mark the Queen’s official birthday I have decided to publish an official picture of our new arrival Millicent the Alpaca together with her friends in the pack.
Millicent and the pack
As you can see she is every bit as cuddly and stately as the queen. She is certainly making her presence known but is nice with it so everyone is very happy to pay attention when she issues instruction.
We did enjoy our recent visitor in the form of Aunty Tracy. She had come down to see that man but naturally she spent most of her time with the truly important people in this place-us! Most importantly she spent the day with Bob the Sheep on her knee so everyone was happy. He has talked of little else since then and his bell has been heard at strange times as he sits there and thinks of what might have been. Bless!
The observant ones amongst you will have seen that our idiot Foreign Secretary has been opening his big fat cake hole once more on the subject of Brexit. How that man is in a senior position and I am not always amazes me. I mean if all it takes is the ability to spout your mouth off then I am your Eagle. It is quite exciting to think that I could be in charge. All I need to do is get elected to parliament and after that it is plain sailing all of the way. This could be my project for the autumn as I feel a general election can’t be that far away. I mean to say that man once voted for the Pirate Party at an election so I am sure that I can rely on his vote. I will also be checking that he votes the right way-secret ballot my arse as Andrew might say. I really can’t see a downside so watch this space for my manifesto once my election team have had a chance to brainstorm a few ideas.
Following the success of Cliffiefest Europe the US version of the event is fast approaching. I can’t tell you how much I am looking forward to it. I did enjoy my last trip stateside and this time round my American Aunites will be there to make a fuss of me. Utter bliss.
Time to go and deal with the large number of fans who will be besieging the door when they find out that I am the new local MP.