By Truffle McFurry
(Illustration by Miki de Goodaboom)
Hallo everybody!
Something incredible happened to me while I was touring The North of Yorkshire: I met another Truffle!
I can’t tell you more, I will be writing it for our book and I am not allowed to tell more now. It is a big secret!
But my Mom allows me to show you the images. So here is the other Truffle. I think he had had a bad accident, don’t you think?
Take care!
Truffle
By Truffle McFurry
(Illustration by Miki de Goodaboom)
Hallo everybody!
My Mom and me are very busy writing and painting our two books, it is a huge work! I think it will take ages until we are finished.
One of the books is about our Tour de Yorkshire with our reporter Ann La Mar. I am not allowed to tell you many details, but I can show you the images of the book which have to do with the Teddy Bears or other furry creatures we met.
But today, it is just about me and me. Ann la Mar loves me very much, and has me on her screen on her new iPhone. Miki sent her the photo of me posing as a professional footballer for the Europa Championship, some months ago. She loved it so much that she is looking at it all the time on her phone.
On the painting, I am sitting in a lovely Cafe in Whitby, on the English coast, with Ann La Mar’s phone. More about it in the book.
Be patient!
Take care, love you all
Truffle McFurry
By Miki de Goodaboom
Happy to announce that my Teddy Bear painting
Marlon Blanco in The Tour de Yorkshire”
has been published in the September/October Edition of the international magazine
“Teddy Bear Times”.
By Truffle McFurry
(Illustration by Miki de Goodaboom)
Hallo everybody!
It’s me, your friend Truffle! I told you before, my Mom Miki, Ann la Mar and me we are very busy writing a book about our travel together in Yorkshire. It will be a great book, with many images done by Miki.
We will show you the images before the book is published, but we won’t tell anything about them. If we did, there would be no surprise then, when the book comes out. It would not be fun!
Here it’s me, stuck in my travelling bag in which Miki carries me around when we travel. In the book I will tell you about my thoughts and adventures in that bag!
Take care, love you all!
By Ursus Arctos
(Illustration by Miki de Goodaboom based on photographs by “Go Teddys!” s new reporter “Jo du Nor”)
I am Ursus Arctos, from Balkans… Many years ago, as I was a young orphan baby due to this terrible period , I met Joël (alias Jo du Nor), a PeaceKeeper in Sarajevo and we became closed friends. One day, he said to me that he really missed his wife. As I did not know France, I proposed to him to make a surprise to her wife by bringing her a message.
I remember how she cried when I knocked on her door…
It was a very long trip and as you can see on the photo, I damaged my left foot and his lovely wife, having looked after me, decided not to let me going back home and she adopted me !
Now, I lived in France with my new family and I love them so much that they love me…
PS (by Miki de Goodaboom): I have very recently learnt that a person who is very fond of and is usually a collector of Teddy Bears is called “an arctophile” (from Greek “arktos”, bear)
and…
I want to thank Jo du Nor, from the bottom of mu heart, for sharing that wonderful bear and his so special story with us…
By Truffle McFurry and Mahé The Free
(Illustration by Miki de Goodaboom)
Hallo Everybody, Truffle writing here, with great news front the front!
While I was on a painting and football trip in Portugal with my parents, our new reporter at “Go Teddy!”, Mahé The Free, from France, was herself on a mission in Ireland. In the town of Dingle she met an Irish beautiful girl bear. They spoke a lot with each other and Mahé told her about me, and showed her images of me. Dingle was so excited that she said:
“I want to go and live with Truffle on Planet Goodaboom!”
So Mahé took her back to France, and from there sent her to us. She arrived 2 days ago. We were not expecting her so soon, it was such a wonderful surprise!
As she saw me, she got so excited that she hugged me all the time, and kissed me, and did not sop saying “Oh Truffle, oh my little Truffle!”. She has got a very lovely girly voice, and a funny Irish accent. She is a bit smaller than me, and very cute, and wears a beautiful green dress and a green bow on her head. She has got such a lovely little face!
I was a bit embarrassed though, with all these cuddles and hugs and admiration, and also it was very hot! But Dingle didn’t care, she kept hugging me and cuddling me the whole day. Then Miki put us in front of the air con and everything was ok.
At some point she noticed that I was wearing a football T-Shirt and she asked me if I loved footie, and I said yes, of course, and she told me that she loves it too. And we came into a deep discussion because she even knew some of my heroes, the Rams, who play for the national team of Ireland: Jeff Hendrick, Richard Keogh and Cyrus Christie! It was so wonderful, I had never thought that such a fine elegant girl could know so much about football!
Yesterday Mahé sent us an email to tell us about Dingle’s departure from France.
“… I had installed Dingle comfortably in a shoebox, not very wide, with much bubble wrap and I had made loads of small holes on the top of the box so that she could breathe all along her journey! I had closed laterally and in the middle and write your address in the half lower part of the shoe box.
I arrived at the post office and gave my pretty box to the postmistress. I know her well. She looked at me and asked gently:
“What is in there?”
I said the truth:
“A little Teddy bear”.
By Miki de Goodaboom
(Illustration based on a photograph by “Go Teddy!” s reporter Ann La Mar)
This will be my third and last painting of these wonderful creatures which are the Teddy Bears from the Yorkshire Moor. At least for now. In August this year I will travel to Yorkshire and visit them in person, introduced by “Go Teddy!”s reporter Ann La Mar. And no doubt that some of them will inspire me to new portraits.
These ones today are really a weird mix of races and I love it. As Coco Nofrio – Truffle McFurry’s cousin from the USA) so beautifully commented to the first Moor Bear painting I presented in “Go Teddy!” some days ago:
“Such a fabulous variety of Teddy Bears! What’s especially wonderful is that they are all different colors and they don’t care! They are all friends that enjoy each other for who they are on the “inside.” A lesson some humans still need to learn. Tanti baci!”
Coco Nofrio, you are SO right!
By Miki de Goodaboom
(Illustration based on a photograph by “Go Teddy!” s reporter Ann La Mar)
My Teddy Bear Truffle McFurry presented recently the first group portrait of The Bears from the Yorkshire Moor. But there are so many of them that I had to do another painting featuring them.
Truffle is following the Brexit referendum, so he hasn’t got any time to write right now. His Dad is in the UK at the moment, and Truf’ is very scared that he wont ever see his Dad again if they vote for Brexit. I have found no way to calm him down.
Ann La Mar, one of our star reporters at “Go Teddy!” sent us some wonderful photographs from the Moor Teddy Bears. They are so interesting, so different from all the Teddies I know. I love to pain them. Truffle was very upset about the one with the red label showing a 25% discount. He asked:
“How can they put a discount on a Teddy bear? This is not a farm animal market!”
I have to admit, that bear looks very sad. And I understand Truffle’s logic. I answered:
“You know, Truffy, when they sell him cheaper, he will find very fast a lovely family who adopts him!”
But Truffle was not convinced:
“Then it will be a family with not much money, and money is important!”
Oh here we are, I thought, that philosophical discussion about money again.
“Yes, Truffy, money it is important. But Love is more important!”
But my Truffle is not daft. One can’t fool him him so easily. He said
“One can have much money and much love as well! Look, if we had no money at all, we could not go to the bear picnic in England this summer and we would not meet Auntie Ann, and ClaireBear, and Georgia, and Pedro, and all these wonderful Teddies from the Moor! This would be awful!”
I gave up. There is no sense in discussing with a clever Teddy Bear, you will always be wrong!
By Truffle McFurry
{Illustration by Miki de Goodaboom, based on a photograph by “Go Teddy!” s reporter Ann La Mar)
Hi everybody, Truffle here!
I haven’t written for a while, I was busy learning reading. I haven’t done many progresses though… I am normally quite fast at learning, so I wonder… perhaps I don’t really want to learn reading? I think I much more prefer when my Mom Miki de Goodaboom is reading stories to me… And anyway: why should I do it all myself? I have already so much to do, I am a very busy teddy Bear taking care of everything here on Planet Goodaboom…
My Auntie Ann sent me a great photo recently. She went on a walk in the Moor where she lives. Don’t ask me what a “Moor” is… I know what a “Moore” is, it is my Daddy. It looks weird without the “e” at the end, unfinished… but at least one letter less to read!
So, in that Moor, Auntie Ann went to a boutique and it was full of Teddy Bears. She took photographs and sent me one to show me how the bears look like in her Moor. I have to say, I have never seen something like that! Some are full of long black hair everywhere, some have eyes like my Mom and Dad, with some white on the sides, some are green like Mars men, some look like tigers, some have ears like sheep. And they seem to like living very close to each other, it must be very cold in the Moor! Only looking at them I have to put the air con on here!
I will meet them all in person when I go there in August, I can’t wait!
Thank you, Auntie Ann, you are my star!
By Kev Le Chat
{Illustration by Miki de Goodaboom)
Kev le Chat here everybody, with another teddy bear tale…As you may know, I travel the world performing, and when I’m not performing, I look for Teddy Bears for “Go Teddy!”
Well, some weeks ago, I was beginning a very long journey back to Spain. It began with a train. The first of several. Now, this train was a local train, and wasn’t late at all. It got me into Swindon station perfectly on time, late at night.
Swindon station at night normally has hardly any staff, so I was surprised to find an usually large amount, milling around the help desk and the platforms. I asked one of them if he knew if the late service to Paddington ( yes, Paddington!) had a buffet car onboard, where I could get a coffee. He immediately apologised and went and fetched me two bottles of water. When I offered to pay, he said “Oh no, it’s been a terrible day, and you’ve had a lot of inconvenience”.
Now, I was very happy to get the free drinks, but rather confused. I hadn’t had a terrible day at all! I sat down in the waiting room and well, waited. I suppose that’s what they’re for.
I looked up at the screen that tells you about all the trains, and noticed that virtually every one heading in the direction of Wales, was delayed, and some by a large amount. I decided that the man who gave me the water thought I was heading in that direction. Funny really, I don’t look Welsh. Well, except for my pet dragon.
I’m kidding I don’t have a pet dragon.
Yet.
Anyway, MY train looked like it was going to be on time. But then the screen changed, and a horrible message appeared:
DUE TO SOMEONE JUMPING IN FRONT OF A TRAIN MANY SERVICES WILL BE DELAYED
This was terrible! I now understood why there was so many staff at the station – to deal with the chaos a sad incident like this causes. I looked at the screen again. This time, there was a slight delay to my train, about 5 minutes.
Now, I was quite excited about going via Paddington, because I had a mission. I had heard that there was a ‘Paddington trail’ there, with wonderful statues, celebrating one of the most famous bears in the world! I could almost taste the marmalade sandwiches, as I imagined taking lots of photos for GoTeddy!
I looks at the screen again. Now it was 17 minutes late….oh dear. It was now around 22.30.. Eventually, it arrived, as promised, 17 minutes late. Also, as promised, the buffet car was closed.
As we hurtled through the night towards London, I sat back and relaxed. Plenty of time to wander around Paddington station and take photos, I thought, before I have to head to Victoria for my train to Gatwick airport.
Then, the train slowed….and stopped. Near Didcot Parkway. An announcement revealed that this was in fact where the poor person had been hit by a train.
We didn’t move for some time, and eventually, after long delays, I arrived in Paddington station more than an hour late, and with barely minutes to catch the night bus to Victoria. I sprinted out if the station without seeing neither hide nor hair of a bear!
Also, I missed the bus. Then it started raining. Eventually, a bus arrived and I got on. It dropped me somewhere near Victoria station, which seemed to be surrounded by workmen and barriers. So much so, that I couldn’t find a way in! After about 15 minutes of circumnavigating it, I found an entrance! I had already missed my train, so was in panic mode. I started to walk in…and was stopped by two rather stern-looking security officers.
” The station is closed, Sir”
“What!?” I exclaimed, “but it’s a main railway station in the capital city, and it’s raining out here!”
They were unmoved.
“It’s closed for cleaning.”
“Well, can’t you clean around me?”
But they were having none of it.
So there I was, no Paddington photos, cold and wet outside Victoria station, hoping they would open early enough to get the next train.
In the event, they did. At a quarter to three in the morning, fifteen minutes before my next possible train. I ran towards the platform barriers, and inserted my ticket. The machine spat it out. Of course, my ticket was specifically for the earlier train! Nightmare!
I was determined however…I decided on a different tack, and went to the manned barrier instead, gambling on the possibility that the guy was as tired at that time of day as I was, and I vaguely waved my ticket at him. He let me through!
So it came to pass that my final train did in fact deliver me to the airport in time. But as I wandered through the terminal, I was a bit down that I hadn’t managed to get any photos of the fabulous Paddington trail.
But then suddenly, I came upon the Harrods store, and there, in front of me, dressed as a Harrods doorman, was the biggest Teddy Bear I’d ever seen! He was delightful, and I immediately took his picture. However, my delight didn’t end there, they sold LEMON CURD! Well, everyone knows that bears and Kev le Chat LOVE lemon curd, so I bought two jars to take back to Planet Goodaboom. As I wandered through the shop, I also found…a HUGE pile of Paddington Bears! What a lovely surprise after such a stressful day!
Go Teddy! 