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Firstly, some rather special poetry written at Carrawagsted Point on the Pembrokeshire coastal path.
Mr and Mrs Bear each wrote a beautiful poem...
Mr Bear was particularly inspired by the history of Carrawagsted Point where the Welsh military defended against the French Invasion and it was against the Memorial Stone that we sat and had our lunch and created great artistic works. See below for great artistic work No 1.
Ode to the Beariant Sea (off Carrawagsted Point)
Carrawagsted bears stood paw-in-paw,
Lookouts for the French army;
Throughout their watch they munched
provisions of cake and cheese
Warding off an increasingly chill breeze;
They stood all day, they stood all night
til many said they would probably freeze
But Carrawagsted Bears knew, paw-in-paw
that together in love they would always defend;
The Bearant seas!
And Mrs Bear wrote this one:
Mrs Bear sat on a rock
A very good bear was she.
She’d walked and walked for miles and miles
To reach the Bearant Sea
But Mr Bear the naughty pie
Took her a merry old hike
Til Mrs Bear swore and crossed her eyes
and threatened him with a spike.
Mr Bear was duly tamed
and promised to be good
and so he turned for home again
and obeyed Mrs Bear like he should!
Mrs Bear was back in charge
She danced and sang a song
Now Mr Bear did as he was told
Like she had planned all along!
The below was inspired by our visit to Quebec on our honeymoon where we ended up in a less than satisfactory Hotel, although to be fair, when we complained they did move us to a better room.
The masterpiece outlining our original complaints however is as follows:
Honeymoon Hotel (or Ode to the Chateau Laurier)
A certain ‘otel called ‘Laurier’ and ‘Chateau’
is a place we advise that you never should go.
The lobby is large and refreshingly cool,
but despite what they say on the web, there’s no pool!
And for those who are keen to keep fit and work out,
forget what you’ve read – there’s no gym about.
Your only recourse to a healthy lifestyle,
is to run up the stairs or go out and walk miles.
If you’ve brought a large suitcase it must fold in half
or nowhere to keep it but store in the bath.
And watch out for the towels for they have to sit
just over the loo and could fall in the s***!
You may wish to send ‘No 2’s’ down the pan,
but try to remember there isn’t a fan.
So try to find ‘bowel-friendly’ morsels to eat
or you may have to find a loo out on the street.
Prise open your window (don’t fall off the chair),
in an attempt to get some night air.
You’ll hear sounds of lorries and pneumatic drills.
They’ve come to resurface the road – what a thrill!
They like to start work in dawn’s early light,
once the shouting carousers go home for the night.
The food here is good although not very cheap,
but you’ll need to eat more as you won’t get much sleep!
So we felt we should write you a cautionary ‘pome’,
to warn the next victims and all those at home.
Don’t use the web to book up your hotel,
cos what you may get you just never can tell.
You may find a bargain and fare very well
But you also might end up in Nightmare Hotel!
This poem is self-explanatory! Soon after the wedding Mrs Bear felt inspired to write about her new situation in life and to instruct Mr Bear on his!
Duties of a Husbear
When married to a Mrs Bear
a Husbear he must always care.
He must conform in many things
and be very patient when Mrs Bear sings.
If she sings in his ear at the start of the day,
he must try not to ask her to hurry away.
He must be tactful or there could be tears
if Mr Bear puts both his paws in his ears.
When Mrs Bear has a temper attack,
a Husbear is calm and he never talks back!
If Mrs Bear shouts and stamps her feet,
he feeds her with chocolate to make her sweet.
A Husbear he fetches and carries the case,
remembering to put on a happy face
when Mrs Bear tries to help and fails,
or stamps her feet and shouts and wails.
A Husbear he knows at the end of the day,
a Mrs Wife Bear should be let have her way.
Then she will smile and she never will grouse
And Mr Husbear will have peace in the house!
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