Postal strike?

It's been a trying week. I've been waiting since Monday for the sack loads of Valentine cards that I am sure are on the way to arrive!
I been sitting on the mat and rushing about when the postman arrives - but there has been nothing but bills (which I don't get involved with!).
I don't think our postman is very clued up as he didn't seem to realise that there was a problem with the post.
So there hasn't been one Valentine card, a big kiss on Facebook.... - nothing!
To make things worse I went to a wedding at the weekend and got confetti up my beak. If your beak is as big as mine you'd understand how dangerous this can be. What a big sneeze, I nearly blew my head off! Not to mention the fright it gave some of the wedding guests.

I'm off for a cheese and pickle sandwich and a glass of milk to cheer myself up....
Harold

My weekend with Emelia

What a weekend - dashing off to watch ballet classes, piano lessons, stage coach - it's been a blur. I'm going to need to have a quiet week this week to recover!
I don't think that I would make a very good ballerina my feet aren't the right shape or size and I don't really suit a tutu.
I decided to take the opportunity to try out my new story (Harold on Safari) on one of my friends.
Bedtime is a really great time for a good story, so we settled down to listen to Mandy reading the book.
I have to say I know the lion was scary at the time when we were in Africa, but boy is he scary in the book! Me and Emelia agreed that lions are scary especially when they are hungry, and it seems that lions always have rumbly tummies (just like Emelia after ballet)!

See ya later alligator or was it a crocodile that got Charlie - oops don't want to give the story away

Harold