tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-83500431133153605172024-02-19T09:17:41.029-08:00Behind the Nursery DoorThe ponderings of two Au Pairs and Bad Bunny.Nanny Picklehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18336455817366645310noreply@blogger.comBlogger25125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8350043113315360517.post-66630833749473233922013-02-18T17:38:00.001-08:002013-02-18T17:38:54.549-08:00The Fashion Police exposed, or, underexposed. An unfortunate incident indeed.<div class='posterous_autopost'><p style="text-align: center;"><div class='p_embed p_image_embed'> <img alt="Bad_bunny_behind_bars" height="492" src="http://getfile8.posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/temp-2013-02-18/tmaAmlJfBrzDkrBobxaqGpjCjhdnjowAswCaqIydnkpACfcrDljinrevtjDc/Bad_Bunny_behind_bars.jpg.scaled500.jpg" width="498" /> </div> </p> <p><span style="color: #888888;">As an embarrassing result of the Au Pairs recent foray into the retail world, we regret to inform those of you who have an endearing love for our Bunny of the mischievous kind that said Bunny has had a run in with the boys in blue. </span></p> <p><span style="color: #888888;">Yes, I deceive you not. Our wee charge has fallen onto the wrong side of the law. <em>(Well, it was only a matter of time and we believe the magistrate will exercise leniency). </em></span></p> <p><span style="color: #888888;">You see, as is our wont, Au Pair Jennine <em>(Au Pair Hired Out of Desperation)</em> and myself <em>(Au Pair Shannon aka Au Pair First Hired)</em> were, unfortunately, rather vocal in the presence of a Bunny with rather large ears and a matching tummy on the subject of the faux pas of the fashion kind that are paraded before our very eyes when plying our trade in our little pop up stores.</span></p> <p><span style="color: #888888;">(All in all, we sometimes get a tad concerned as to what indeed is deemed fashionable or even wearable in shopping centres. Underwear is called underwear for a reason people!)</span></p> <p><span style="color: #888888;">As a result of our lack of subtlety, Bad Bunny felt the need to get legal advice from the top, from the thin blue line in fact, or if you are prone to watching Pay TV, he rang the cops. Oh yes, Bad Bunny got his little paws on Au Pair Jennine’s (Au Pair Hired Out of Desperation) iPhone when she left it lying temptingly on Nanny’s sideboard, and with said paws deftly poised, he did dial that number that contains naught but three zeros.</span></p> <p><span style="color: #888888;"><em><strong>And so, the conversation unfolded (according to Police transcript):</strong></em></span></p> <p><span style="color: #888888;"><em>Boys in Blue: “Emergency. How can we assist?”</em></span></p> <p><span style="color: #888888;">Bad Bunny: “Good afternoon occifer (sic). Why no hello? Are you having a bad day? Nanny always told me to greet people with a friendly hello.”</span></p> <p><span style="color: #888888;"><em>Boys in Blue: “Do you have an emergency?”</em></span></p> <p><span style="color: #888888;">Bad Bunny: “Well, I do indeed. May I please speak to an occifer (sic) from your Fashion Police Department?”</span></p> <p><span style="color: #888888;"><em>Boys in Blue: “What? We don’t have a Fashion Police Department. Young man, is this some sort of prank. You do realise we can charge you for wasting police time.”</em></span></p> <p><span style="color: #888888;">Bad Bunny: “Occifer (sic), this is far from a prank. A very serious offence has been committed. Or so the Au Pairs say. You see I overheard them saying that there are people murdering style and it was about time the Fashion Police did something about it.”</span></p> <p><span style="color: #888888;">Boys in Blue: “Please get off the line, boy! This number is for emergencies only.”</span></p> <p><span style="color: #888888;">Bad Bunny: “Really? But clearly there is a need for Fashion Police. Maybe the Au Pairs and me could become fashion detectives. According to them they are all terribly stylish. And the Au Pairs are very good at telling people behind their backs that they really shouldn’t wear lycra. And I myself look terribly fetching in a uniform and I do so love to wield a baton.</span></p> <p><span style="color: #888888;"><em>Boys in Blue: “Is there an adult in the room with you? Put them on!”</em></span></p> <p><span style="color: #888888;">Bad Bunny: “Well there is a giraffe. Will he do? He is terribly shy though.”</span></p> <p><span style="color: #888888;"><em>Boys in Blue: “I must insist you hang up the phone now!”</em></span></p> <p><span style="color: #888888;">Bad Bunny: “Oh dear, you are having a bad day. You seem so terribly grumpy. Before I go, could I just ask you about capsicum spray? Is it some strange form of salad dressing? I hear it talked about on the news but it never seems to be mentioned in the same sentence as salad. And indeed if you are using capsicum as a way of thwarting villains, surely throwing a capsicum whole, rather than making a salad dressing of it would be far more helpful. And indeed, perhaps not a capsicum, but an overripe banana instead. Much more bang for your buck. Kind of a pie in the face effect with soft banana and then a banana skin on which to slip up said fiend. Two for one. It’s genius. Anyway, I digress…”</span></p> <p><span style="color: #888888;"><em>Boys in Blue: BEEP BEEP BEEP</em></span></p> <p><span style="color: #888888;">Needless to say, Bad Bunny’s dialling rights have been revoked until further notice. And we, Au Pairs First Hired and Hired Our of Desperation have had a dressing down (not a salad kind either) from Nanny Pickle for filling Bad Bunny’s head with nonsense.</span></p> <p> </p> <p> </p> <p> </p> <p> </p></div>Nanny Picklehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18336455817366645310noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8350043113315360517.post-54352615958852300012013-02-12T16:23:00.001-08:002013-02-12T16:29:22.382-08:00Bad Bunny Refutes Nursery Style<div class="posterous_autopost">
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<span style="color: grey;">It has come to my attention that the Nursery of Nanny Pickle has unveiled a “Nursery Look of the Week”. This does not sit well with me, as you see surely tis only I, of all the Nursery folk, who has an innate sense of style. </span><br />
<span style="color: grey;">Ok, yes, Au Pair Shannon was once complimented upon as being “styrish” by our Korean friends, but really? At the time she was donning a particularly ragged pair of jeans that exposed through a rip in the posterior her bright orange undergarment.</span><br />
<span style="color: grey;">And, you see, although Madame Coco Chanel was seen as the very doyenne of all things chic and stylish, I do believe this was a media hype up, for who in their right mind could believe that putting everything you wish to wear on, and then taking one thing off would lead to one being the most stylish version of themselves. We all know there is nothing to make one quite the fashionista as an excess of excess. </span><br />
<span style="color: grey;">Yes, you may want to wear your truly bewitching pea coat with your lovely tunic frock, but of course it would not be complete without the addition of fairy wings and some spotty tights. And of course a pair of green wellies. (<em>Even Jamie Oliver, Au Pair Shannon's secret boyfriend, wears them and he's got his own TV show.)</em></span><br />
<span style="color: grey;">And no buck in his right mind would step out of the Nursery donning just a pair of braced pants and an argyle sweater. Surely a superhero mask and socks and sandals (with braced pants tucked in said socks) can only improve the outfit and take one’s style barometer through the roof.</span><br />
<span style="color: grey;">So you see, with all due respect Au Pairs, and indeed Mme Chanel, I think you may be a little overestimating your abilities in the style department, and in doing so are fooling many an innocent member of the public who deem your advice worthy. Tis me they should adore and take sage advice from. Me. Bad Bunny. Style Guru. Fahionista Extraordinaire. Me. Bad Bunny. Me. </span><br />
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Nanny Picklehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18336455817366645310noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8350043113315360517.post-75479408548088354112011-12-15T19:18:00.001-08:002011-12-15T19:18:17.866-08:00Santa's Greatest Fear - Bad Bunny's letter arrives at the North Pole<div class='posterous_autopost'><p><div class='p_embed p_image_embed'> <img alt="Christmas-animated" height="449" src="http://getfile3.posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/temp-2011-12-15/wIGhJoxfBdczhFinIFwHjAvDlCIIBtznjCpDDHEFyjkGBHzqxwlnzwyIgBqo/Christmas-Animated.gif" width="300" /> </div> Dear Santa,</p> <p>I am writing to you in an effort to try to make sense of the mystery that surrounds you and your merrymaking in this, the festive season.</p> <p>You see, up until recently I had been under the misguided impression that your generosity in giving out presents to all the Bad Bunnies of the world was merely because you were a jolly old fellow, as I have always heard you referred to in songs.</p> <p>It has come to my attention that you actually require some sort of behaviour promise for us to receive said goodies. Could that not be deemed as blackmail (I once saw a blackmailer on an episode of “Law and Order” sent to prison for such an activity…and don’t tell the Au Pairs I was watching, I was supposed to be asleep in bed hours earlier, but after they have had their evening tipple, they sometimes fail to notice my late evening wanderings)?</p> <p>Now, apparently you have a “Naughty or Good List” upon which all the Bunnies of the world are marked under the appropriate column (and I must add, does not my name put me immediately at a disadvantage?). Firstly, how on Earth can you know what ALL the Bunnies are doing ALL the time? Surely there must be room for error…And secondly isn’t the idea of “good” open to interpretation, and indeed “good” for whom. My behaviour is never anything but great fun for me.</p> <p>You see, I thought it awfully “good” fun when I decided giraffe would make a particularly delightful Christmas tree once adorned with fairy lights. He was so resplendent in his glowing glory once plugged in…oh you should have seen him, or maybe you did, given you apparently know what ALL the Bunnies are doing ALL the time. However, Au Pair Shannon told me I was being terribly naughty and sent me to the Box of Contemplation. I can only imagine she was upset with me because I did not put her home made Christmas star atop his head (you see, it is terribly ugly, all sticks and red plastic berries, it would have ruined my display).</p> <p>And I also thought it would be a “good” deed to help Au Pair Jennine on her recent photo shoot. She was shooting the new Spot the Difference Collection and fell asleep (or was that, knocked her head when she fell because of her untied laces (I only untied them to make her more comfortable) and was out cold for a while, not sure which) and I thought to help her channel her creative energy, I would make her face and arms all spotty to match. I thought it would help her focus. When she awoke she went an awfully strange shade of purple.</p> <p>So you see Santa, I am in a bit of a quandary as to what exactly is required of me to receive the bounty I am due. You can write me at the Nursery of Nanny Pickle. Just address it to Bad Bunny. I am terribly clever, and though only four, do know how to read and type.</p> <p>Luff,</p> <p>Bad Bunny</p> <p><em>PS And by the way who, indeed, are you to say what is deemed as “naughty or good” when your very likeness was created by a greedy, planet raping, obesity contributing, evil corporate giant of the Cola variety. The fact you allow your representation to have been invented by such a money hungry beast. Should that not be deemed as “naughty”? Or in the very least “not good”? </em></p> <p><em>Given your influence over Bunnies of the youthful kind should you not wish to be associated with more wholesome activity? Everyone knows Cola rots your teeth, and it’s only redeeming feature is it’s inordinate ability to clean copper coins.</em></p> <p><em>So, ye of the red and white suit so astonishingly close to the branding of aforementioned Cola, I ask you reassess the bribery upon which you deign to gift give or not.</em></p> <p><em>Not so much luff anymore,</em></p> <p><em>Bad Bunny</em></p> <p><em>PPS Unless, of course, you do indeed bring me everything on my wish list, then, like Oprah, we can be friends again. </em></p> <p><em>Perhaps Luff,</em></p> <p><em>Bad Bunny</em></p> <p> </p></div>Nanny Picklehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18336455817366645310noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8350043113315360517.post-66134929151821959852011-09-11T17:15:00.001-07:002011-09-11T17:15:43.689-07:00Today in The Nursery by Bad Bunny. A restrospective posting of the meteorological kind.<div class='posterous_autopost'><div>Every now and then we come across a literary gem that we had forgotten about. Here is Bad Bunny relaying his conversation with a Forecaster from The Bureau of Meteorology. </div> <p /> <div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: lucida grande, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px; font-size: small;"><span style="text-decoration: underline;"><em><strong>"Today in the Nursery" by Bad Bunny</strong></em></span><p />Au Pair Jennine is complaining because it has been raining for 5 days and she can't take photographs for the website.<p />So, I called the weatherman and ordered some nice weather for her. The weatherman said he would see what he could do. I also asked him a few questions that I have always wanted to know the answers to:<p />1. When it rains cats and dogs how do the dogs cope? Everyone knows that cats always land on their feet but what of the poor dogs?<p />2. It is any particular breed of cat or dog that it normally rains? I can imagine most dogs would like the rain but cats don't seem very fussed with getting wet. What breed of cat is most common?<p />3. Are the cats at least equipped with some sort of wet weather gear?<p />4. Could you name the next cyclone after me? After all, Nanny Pickle often refers to me as a force of nature.<p />5. I heard Nanny Pickle once say that Mrs Harris next door was full of wind. Mrs Harris's hair is never windblown, it always looks terribly neat, so how could this be? Should I ask Mrs Harris herself?<p />I did have other questions but the weatherman said he had to go. They must be really busy in that office.<p />Kind Regards,<br />Bad Bunny.</span></div> <p /> <div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: lucida grande, tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 14px; font-size: small;"><div class='p_embed p_image_embed'> <img alt="Web_logo_small" height="124" src="http://posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/temp-2011-09-11/FgmiGeeGuirEnJbFlAtGmBHrotkkjzJvglstDDoxClilemzaBwfvwDqBnmDt/Web_logo_small.jpg.scaled500.jpg" width="443" /> </div> <br /></span></div> <ol> </ol></div>Nanny Picklehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18336455817366645310noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8350043113315360517.post-38959468930561976842011-08-14T21:14:00.001-07:002011-08-23T19:39:23.494-07:00I hope you get better soon, Oprah. The final installment in a series of 9.<div class="posterous_autopost"><div style="text-align: justify;">What a sojourn this has been indeed, o' fair and gentle reader. Like Aunt Dot and her unlikely posse in Rose Macaulay's "The Towers of Trebizond" we have set off into the blue yonder with camel and headache powders at hand. And in all honesty, haven't the highs been moderate and the falls monumental? In fact this story has seen more falls than the Italian soccer team in a World Cup decider, for the want of a better analogy. How the Au Pairs have tried to excuse, blame, apologise for and ignore Bad Bunny's antics and how Bad Bunny has risen to the challenge of growing an ego the size of Norman Foster's "Gherkin" in London is the mettle legends are made of. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><em>So sit back and enjoy the final installment in this 9 part series....all three of you who have been following it.</em></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: 'American Typewriter';">Dear Oprah,</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: 'American Typewriter';"> </span><span style="font-family: 'American Typewriter';">I feel that I can call you Oprah these days, after all, we have been corresponding for some time now.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: 'American Typewriter';">On that note, I don’t seem to have received your RSVP for the high tea party. Perhaps your assistant has forgotten to pop it in the post? Nanny Pickle often tells the Au Pairs, especially Au Pair Jennine, that good staff are so very hard to find.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: 'American Typewriter';"> </span><span style="font-family: 'American Typewriter';">Just because we are famous, Oprah, doesn’t mean we don’t suffer the slings and sparrows of everyday Bunnies or people. If ever you need a hand with staffing your office let me know. Some of my Meadow Friends might be able to help you out. Of course, we would have to have adjoining offices with views and one of those electric pencil sharpeners.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: 'American Typewriter';"> </span><span style="font-family: 'American Typewriter';">Imagine us working side by side…</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: 'American Typewriter';"> </span><span style="font-family: 'American Typewriter';">Also, I notice that you have not “liked” me on Facebook nor are you following me on Twitter. Don’t be shy! People will find out eventually that we are BBFF’s (Best Bunny Friends Forever). Perhaps this way we just let people know softly so that they don’t get jealous. I mean, I can’t be friends with everyone now can I?</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: 'American Typewriter';"> </span><span style="font-family: 'American Typewriter';">Looking over everything now I realise that I have not received many answers at all to many of my questions. I am thinking that this is because either Au Pair Shannon has been posting my letters to The Ellen Show instead of The Oprah Show, which may well be the case, or, you have had an operation that has left you with a massive bandage going all the way around your head….you know like in Days of Our Lives when they have a car accident and then they reveal their new face and they look really different.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: 'American Typewriter';"> </span><span style="font-family: 'American Typewriter';">I hope you get better soon Oprah. Let me know if you need anything.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: 'American Typewriter';"> </span><span style="font-family: 'American Typewriter';">I will get my people to talk to your people as to what may have happened to your correspondence to me. Giraffe and Chicken will get to the bottom of it all. They are very good at detective work.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: 'American Typewriter';"> </span><span style="font-family: 'American Typewriter';">I will wait by the post box for your reply…. hopefully it will stop raining. It’s not nice being water logged when you are a Bunny.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: 'American Typewriter';"> </span><span style="font-family: 'American Typewriter';">Kind Regards,</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: 'American Typewriter';">Bad Bunny</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">(To date, The Nursery of Nanny Pickle is yet to recieve any corresponance from Ms Winfrey or her legal staff which is a relief to Nanny Pickle and the Au Pairs. Bad Bunny, it would seem, has turned his attentions to one Ms Ellen Degeneres...who apparently still has a show so therefore must be a bigger and better celebrity than Oprah anyway.)</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"></span></div><div class="p_embed p_image_embed"><img alt="Da_bad_bunny_in_da_hood" height="492" src="http://posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/temp-2011-08-14/rIopiuHigyzBrpFvrkGlkjaapGzBHatEytDBanBfexFIneEIcHmpFwdjflCl/DA_BAD_BUNNY_IN_DA_HOOD.jpg.scaled500.jpg" width="498" /> </div><br />
</div>Nanny Picklehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18336455817366645310noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8350043113315360517.post-44572474041252983632011-07-24T21:41:00.001-07:002011-07-24T21:41:50.527-07:00Oprah, we have sent Bad Bunny to The Box of Contemplation - Part 8 in a series<div class='posterous_autopost'><p style="text-align: justify;">You are by now, dear reader, either completely engrossed or completely comatosed by the seemingly never ending game of literary badminton that is unfolding. Either way, The Nursery Staff would like to reassure assure all who wend their way through the afore mentioned digital ramblings, that these are actual correspondences sent to Ms Winfrey, herself. We dare say she has never read read them nor even knows of our existence but what fun ensued in their writing....only you and The Nursery Staff know!</p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Courier;">Dear Miss Winfrey,</span></p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Courier;">The relentless pursuit of your good self by our errant Bunny is now becoming beyond reproach. In an effort to impede any further untoward ramblings being inflicted on your most celebrated person, we have assigned Bad Bunny to the Box of Contemplation for the duration. <br /></span></p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Courier;">Please do not fret, this is in no way a tool of torture, but merely what it claims to be - a box upon which to contemplate one’s actions. </span></p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Courier;">We again find ourselves in the regrettable position of feeling the need to apologise for the aforesaid relentless ramblings from our Bad Bunny, and again, by way of good will (with perhaps just a hint of one’s attempt to ingratiate one’s self to you) we enclose a wee gift for your pleasure. </span></p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Courier;">Nanny Pickle takes much delight in creating her gorgeous collections and in the process hopes to educate all and sundry in the ways of proper etiquette and good old fashioned manners. It is clear however, in the case of Bad Bunny, these attempts are oft ill-conceived.</span></p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Courier;">Yours in most extreme humility,</span></p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Courier;">Au Pair Jennine and Au Pair Shannon</span></p> <p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><em><span style="font-family: mceinline;">(See below for confirmation of Bad Bunny's ostracism to The Box of Contemplation)</span></em></span></p> <p><div class='p_embed p_image_embed'> <img alt="Box_of_contemplation" height="249" src="http://posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/temp-2011-07-24/lsnFrazHofBgGyhuHqojhIFaorEfyrAifJHElEDvbpgJwyBstpntindbgfwB/Box_of_Contemplation.jpg.scaled500.jpg" width="450" /> </div> </p></div>Nanny Picklehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18336455817366645310noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8350043113315360517.post-3912550506265988112011-07-18T21:35:00.001-07:002011-07-24T20:01:46.071-07:00Oprah, do you think Stedman would mind if I moved in? Part 7 in a series<div class='posterous_autopost'><p>In the vein of Tolstoy's masterpiece "War and Peace" but not as literary worthy, we bring you the seventh part in our seemingly endless one sided anthology. The question at hand it would seem is whether or not the Queen of TV, Ms Oprah Winfrey herself, could tolerate co-habitating with her "wanna be" muse, Bad Bunny. With headache powders and good gin at the ready, we launch into what one can only hope, will be one of the last installments is this series.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: American Typewriter;">Dear Miss Winfrey,</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: American Typewriter;">It is with great excitement that I send this wee package to you, as your trip to Australia looms closer. What a meeting of the minds it will be. For like you, I am often misunderstood as the previous letter sent to you by Au Pair Shannon and Au Pair Jennine shows.</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: American Typewriter;">I mean, really, I know we need to keep our friendship and mutual admiration within the “fold” so to speak, but, it would seem that The Nursery Staff at Nanny Pickle have completely misunderstood just what great friends we are.</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: American Typewriter;">This brings me to the high tea party, that, I am throwing in honour of our blossoming friendship. I have been madly signing some Bad Bunny merchandise that you can take home with you when you leave Australia. It is always great to have souvenirs of the places that you have travelled to and the people you have met. I don’t want you to be sad about the fact that we don’t live next door to each other. Wow! Wouldn’t that be great! If we were neighbours, you wouldn’t need the life size cut out picture of me that I have had to prepare for you. You could just see me every day.</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: American Typewriter;">I know that “familiarity breeds contempt” because Nanny Pickle is always telling me to make myself scarce. I figure that is so she can understand how much she misses me when she sees me again. Being an adult sure is complicated.</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: American Typewriter;">Will you miss me when you leave Australia Oprah? I know I will miss you but being a Bunny makes me cuter and more easy to cuddle. Perhaps it would be better if I just went home with you? It might make things easier for you. I would hate you to have to go and see Doctor Phil because of me. I have heard that saying “absence makes the heart grow fonder” but I don’t think it really would apply in this case because I fear you may just get very sad when we are apart.</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: American Typewriter;">Do you think Stedman would mind if I moved in? </span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: American Typewriter;">My only problem then would be what to do with all of the sad people here at The Nursery of Nanny Pickle. </span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: American Typewriter;">I will have to think long and hard about all of this. Gosh, being a celebrity sure has its moments. I am sure you are learning all about this <br />
</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: American Typewriter;">I am off to check how my Meadow Friends are going with the construction of the firework display that I am working on for our tea party. I have had them fashion a huge effigy of me, Bad Bunny, for your viewing pleasure. </span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: American Typewriter;">Kindest Regards,</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: American Typewriter;">Bad Bunny</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: American Typewriter;"><div class='p_embed p_image_embed'><img alt="7" height="231" src="http://posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/temp-2011-07-18/BGFbxlIDdrlwGgkzmHbAkHGpmosbsgAoouJdypiIADrnEiGmHrHoqfJnspab/7.gif.scaled500.gif" width="206" /> </div><br />
</span></p><p> </p></div>Nanny Picklehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18336455817366645310noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8350043113315360517.post-52487429831791832942011-07-03T19:10:00.001-07:002011-07-03T19:10:24.720-07:0010 Things You Always Wanted to Know About Bad Bunny by the Inimitable Bad Bunny.<div class='posterous_autopost'><p><em>Today, in a world of Twitter, Facebook and the likes of You Tube, becoming a legend in one's own toy box is not so hard...let's face it, if that Bieber kid can do it can it really be so hard??? Or so are the musings of Bad Bunny. Surely his many brushes with fame mean something? You have by now read his correspondence with Oprah Winfrey, the Queen of TV, herself. It is hard to believe that one so young could have such a strong sense of self. It is also hard to believe that a Bunny could be so amazingly narcissistic as to think that anyone would want to engage in his completely self possessed rantings.....but here they are. Everything you wanted to know about Bad Bunny but were too afraid, or couldn't be bothered to ask: </em></p> <ol type="1" style="margin-top: 0cm;"> <li>Bad Bunny denies any relation, genetically or otherwise to that rather insulting excuse for a buck, Peter. It has come to his knowledge that rumours are being spread claiming that Peter Rabbit and himself are brothers! Bad Bunny would like to say that anyone with any class or pedigree can indeed see the idea is preposterous.</li> <li>Bad Bunny’s Meadow Friends are not toys as Au Pair Jennine would have him believe, but are indeed very real. Why, not only have said Bunny and the Friends cohabited the Nursery together, but they are soon to star in their very own reality animation. Then won’t Au Pair Jennine have egg on her face…oh that’s right, she already has, at breakfast this morning, when I “accidentally” shot the contents of my egg cup across the table with my slingshot.</li> <li>Trolleyboys are overrated. Anyone can operate those tractor thingys with a little practice...or even just by intuition alone.<br /> Disclaimer: Bad Bunny denies any dents or scratches on vehicles parked in the Village Grocer’s car park are the result of Bad Bunny’s practicings on said tractor thingy.</li> <li>Bad Bunny has studied architecture and is an honorary member of the AIA and winner of the Pritzker Architecture Prize (although he is yet to receive his award) for a work entitled Royal Tarzan. This piece of mastery involved very delicate layering and construction of an entire set of Nanny’s Royal Albert dinnerware, consolidated and cohesed with a multitude of Tarzan Grip tubes of adhesive. Nanny is yet to discover the masterpiece, though she has often been heard to ask in bewilderment as to the whereabouts of her prized dinnerware set.</li> <li>Bad Bunny is a fashion artiste to challenge the talent of the likes of Jean Paul Gaultier (who Bad Bunny refers to as “that French git”). The git’s muse Madonna was nothing on Bad Bunny’s muse, Giraffe. After all, who could possibly surpass such a sight as said Giraffe donning a rather spectacular polyester jumpsuit created entirely with a glue gun and sequins featuring the warning: jumpsuit must never come within 1km of an open flame.</li> <li>Although for all appearances Bad Bunny is an orphan, his lineage, in his own words, leans more to the ilk of true blue blooded aristocracy. Although one is led to believe that the Windsors had a tendency to bestow their love of animals on corgis and horses, there is in fact an entire floor of Buck House devoted to furry friends of the lapin varietal (who are, after all referred to as “bucks”). In fact, the Queen’s friend of choice is not in fact Philip, but a small bunny named Esmerelda (Esme to HRH) believed to be the mama of Bad Bunny.</li> <li>David Attenborough has filmed a complete series devoted entirely to the world of Bad Bunny, entitled “I want to come back as Bad Bunny”.</li> <li>Bad Bunny has been invited to compete on X-Factor. He declined due to unfair talent advantage, and the fact that he would inevitably win as Dannii Minogue has a very well known bunny crush on him.</li> <li>Au Pair Jennine and Au Pair Shannon are actually alien robots programmed to look after Bad Bunny, by Bad Bunny himself.</li> <li>Bad Bunny is an intellectual though oft misunderstood genius. After all, who else can invent the likes of the engineering masterpiece below.</li> </ol> <p style="text-align: center;"><div class='p_embed p_image_embed'> <a href="http://posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/temp-2011-07-03/ynvoapsFIDwcbelruddgseFyIEnHcxougzljGgAhvmADdjdkvrnDGIhCsbgF/rocket.jpg.scaled1000.jpg"><img alt="Rocket" height="521" src="http://posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/temp-2011-07-03/ynvoapsFIDwcbelruddgseFyIEnHcxougzljGgAhvmADdjdkvrnDGIhCsbgF/rocket.jpg.scaled500.jpg" width="500" /></a> </div> </p> <ol type="1" style="margin-top: 0cm;"> </ol> <p> </p></div>Nanny Picklehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18336455817366645310noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8350043113315360517.post-51812029614268837832011-06-29T18:13:00.001-07:002011-06-29T18:13:47.992-07:00"We feel we may be in need of legal assistance" - Part 6 in a series of "How we wooed Oprah"....well kind of.<div class='posterous_autopost'><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;">Hang on in there, it is nearly all over. As we move towards the end of this literary quagmire we start to see the tables turn ever so slightly. Are the Au Pairs really asking for Camp Winfrey to fold and publicly acknowledge said Bunny? Surely they would not stoop to such </span>depths as to seek endorsement of some kind from the Queen of TV herself? Has Nanny Pickle taught them nothing? It would appear that much has gone in one ear and out the other in this instance. O, hark, the sounds of desperation ensue.</p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Courier;">Dear Miss Winfrey,</span></p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Courier;">We feel, at this point, we may be needing the services of someone in the law fraternity. I believe you refer to them as “attorneys”. The familiar manner our endearing Bad Bunny is adopting with his correspondence with your good self is becoming rather worrisome. Please do understand he is in no way dangerous, or indeed stalker like. He is only two, and in his imaginative two year old mind, he does indeed have a true and meaningful friendship with you.</span></p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Courier;">In no way can he understand that he is merely a bunny far from the ilk of your most celebrated self. Although we do try to teach him the value of modesty and humility, these words are not ones that fall easily from his tongue, nor sit easily on his shoulders. For in his fancy, he is of world renown – much loved, adored, adulated and worshiped.</span></p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Courier;">Thus, his bold and impudent advances are merely as a result of his whimsy. If it should please you, we do believe we can put a halt to his postings if you did in some way acknowledge his past missives. If Bad Bunny were indeed able to boast to his Meadow Friends (who are not actually real) that he has had a direct correspondence from you, we may well be able to put to rest his incessant badgering of you. (Indeed, it would be of great solace to us all, as to not have to listen to his ramblings of all you have in common…).</span></p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Courier;">Should you find it in your heart to calm the frayed nerves of two very strained Au Pairs, perhaps even a mention of him on your highly anticipated show when you are on our fair shores of Australia, or indeed a brief mention of him in your most celebrated of magazines – O Magazine. For Bad Bunny, the likes of such accession would without doubt, be as exciting as meeting Santa.</span></p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Courier;"> </span></p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Courier;">Yours in much modesty,</span></p> <p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Courier;">Au Pair Jennine and Au Pair Shannon</span></p> <p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><em>(More product sent....yadda, yadda, yadda</em></span>. <span style="font-size: x-small;">Met with the same enthusiasm as all previous gifts bestowed unto the Harpo Studios....stone cold silence she blows!)</span></p> <p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Courier;"><div class='p_embed p_image_embed'> <img alt="Np_1055-1054" height="600" src="http://posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/temp-2011-06-29/cvvltimojzmwrAGlrytodinjsdzmhgywkDloCcBCwHmvfketsgEfrplnCjCH/NP_1055-1054.jpg.scaled500.jpg" width="450" /> </div> <br /></span></p> <p> </p></div>Nanny Picklehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18336455817366645310noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8350043113315360517.post-67657438018729928912011-06-14T19:17:00.001-07:002011-06-15T21:09:07.499-07:00High Tea with Oprah - Bad Bunny's pie in the sky hopes. Part 5 in a series<div class='posterous_autopost'><p style="text-align: left;">Oh, the to and fro. Oh, the literary <em>tete a tete</em> that ensues as Bad Bunny attempts to lure Camp Winfrey into his tree house for cake a a chat about his favourite subject. Is there a slight sense of desperation in his tone? Is Dr Phil more famous than Oprah? Should Bad Bunny be given more structure in his day to stop his mind and prolific typing paw getting The Nursery into so much trouble?</p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: American Typewriter;">Dear Oprah, </span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: American Typewriter;">(I feel like I know you well enough to be on a first term basis. Please feel free to call me Bad Bunny….Master sounds so formal)</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: American Typewriter;">I really am indeed so glad that we are friends. I mean whom else could I speak to about the trials and tribulations of fame? We have so much in common. Do we not?</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: American Typewriter;">Although Au Pair Shannon and Au Pair Jennine mean well I feel that they fail to understand exactly the amount of pressure we, meaning you and I, are under being in the public eye. </span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: American Typewriter;">Only the other day Nanny Pickle told me I was getting too big for my boots. I explained that this was part and parcel of being famous and that Au Pair Shannon had already explained that reading all of my fan mail on Facebook was giving me a big head. So why not big feet? In my case, paws, but you get my meaning, right?</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: American Typewriter;">Anyway, I am presuming you have been too busy deciding what the wear to the High Tea Party to answer my questions on Facebook. I understand also if you want to keep our friendship private, as people do get jealous. Don’t worry too much about your attire for the event as being famous means that we look fabulous all the time.</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: American Typewriter;">Nanny Pickle told me I was a sight for sore eyes the other morning when I was wanting to find the hammer from my tool kit. I must have looked very good and it was only 4:30 in the morning! At least Nanny’s response was a bit easier to understand than Au Pair Shannon, who muttered something about rabbits feet and lucky charms. </span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: American Typewriter;">Anyway I digress, dress as you wish and bring a friend….perhaps Gayle would like to join us for High Tea in my Tree House. I would have had High Tea on the roof but my Tree House is as far as I am allowed off the ground even though Au Pair Jennine told me I had my head in the clouds over breakfast yesterday. Sometimes I think The Nursery Staff need to watch more of your show. </span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: American Typewriter;">Yours in all things truly famous and fabulous,</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: American Typewriter;">Bad Bunny</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: American Typewriter;">P.S: I have enclosed a wee bit of merchandise from my fan club. I thought you could show Dr Phil…I like him too. Is he more famous than you? Just wondering.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br />
<span style="font-size: x-small;"><em>(At this stage of events Camp Winfrey sent via their counsel an invoice for the storage required for "gifting".) </em></span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"> </p><p style="text-align: center;"><div class='p_embed p_image_embed'><img alt="Np_1039" height="679" src="http://posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/temp-2011-06-14/clFJFJzrikyJHFrAyDficgAAhJsydkqHCGrAhgpzrijbGGsFktzIrmqrImke/NP_1039.jpg.scaled500.jpg" width="450" /> </div></p></div>Nanny Picklehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18336455817366645310noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8350043113315360517.post-76385030356980387112011-06-10T19:10:00.001-07:002011-06-10T19:13:47.457-07:00"On bended knee we apologise, Oprah" - Part 4 in a series<div class='posterous_autopost'><p style="text-align: justify;">As we work our way through the quagmire that is the Great Oprah Debacle we begin to observe an emerging pattern; a <em>quid pro quo</em> or a literary meeting of the minds, as the Au Pairs attempt to placate what they fear may well be the "quiet before the perfect storm". After all, Camp Winfrey had made no response to date. Were they gathering their army and planning their attack? Only time will tell.....</p><p style="text-align: justify;"> </p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Courier;">Dear Miss Winfrey,</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Courier;"> </span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Courier;">Again we correspond with you on matters that fill us with deep shame and embarrassment. <br />
</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Courier;">Since our last missives it has come to our attention that our wee charge, Bad Bunny, has been relentless in his profferrings to the world of his believed audience with your good self upon your arrival to Australia.</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Courier;">To make matters infinitely worse, we find he has attempted direct correspondence, by way of mail, in a most forward and immodest manner.</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Courier;">You see, being of his age, his narcissistic streak, to put it mildly, is rather wide – more of a gaping cavern than a mere streak. In his fancy he does truly believe someone of your distinction and stature would indeed be honoured to have high tea with him, or for that matter, engage in the most base of board games – Twister.</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Courier;">For all the aforementioned, we can only offer our profuse apologies and endeavour, as best we mere Au Pairs can, to waylay his advances.</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Courier;">As a gesture of humility and respect we enclose a wee gift crafted from our and Nanny Pickle’s hands.</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"> </p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Courier;">Yours in humility,</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Courier;">Au Pair Jennine and Au Pair Shannon</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Courier;">PS: We are extremely mortified Bad Bunny made reference to your most intimate nickname for ones most private of worlds in his last communication to you. For it was to our best knowledge that Bad Bunny was having his Nursery nap when we viewed that particular episode of your eponymous show.</span></p><p><div class='p_embed p_image_embed'><img alt="Np_1004_stripe_blueberry_crumble" height="600" src="http://posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/temp-2011-06-10/IiICcGhajqjxdjzbpujtjsthaBzslocInltHjbDqEtefECmdbtACBfwocFhy/NP_1004_stripe_Blueberry_Crumble.jpg.scaled500.jpg" width="450" /> </div></p><p style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-size: x-small;">(We fear by now that the Harpo Production offices must be starting to get annoyed with the inundation of product being recieved from The Nursery of Nanny Pickle. Unfortunately for us all all the nonsense continues....Part 5 to be posted poste haste)</span></em></p></div>Nanny Picklehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18336455817366645310noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8350043113315360517.post-70466037971621702732011-06-06T20:04:00.001-07:002011-06-06T20:32:57.816-07:00Bad Bunny's rite of reply: "We are so alike in our fame, Oprah" - Part 3 in a series<div class="posterous_autopost"><div style="text-align: justify;"><i>It would seem that at this stage the Au Pairs were naive to belive that their letter writting would stop Bad Bunny in his tracks. It would appear that it had quite the opposite effect. Seeing how thoroughly lovely Au Pair Shannon's hand writing was, Bad Bunny deicided to put paw to paper himself and send Oprah a wee <span style="text-decoration: line-through;">bribe</span> token of his appreciation of his own</i>. <i>And so begins a series of literary parrying and retreats that will obviously only end in tears and an increase in Australia Post's profits.</i><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: American Typewriter;">Dear Miss Winfrey,</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: American Typewriter;">It is with great joy that I can inform you that, although I am only a 2 year old Bunny, I am completely literate in both the written word and computer type speaking. <br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: American Typewriter;">I have just at this moment, accidentally, steamed open a letter from Au Pairs Shannon and Jennine, to your fair self. <br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: American Typewriter;">All I can say is that they are ill-informed and their apologies unfounded and unnecessary.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: American Typewriter;">Spending many long hours with the Au Pairs in The Nursery at lunch times I have had the great pleasure of watching your show. Apart from being occasionally confused about some things….I keep trying to smile into my verjayjay to make it happy. I only tend to wear berets…a verjayjay is some type of Spanish headwear is it not?</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: American Typewriter;">Anyway, I digress; watching many hours of your delightful program has led me to believe that if you wish it you can make it happen.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: American Typewriter;">I know that you have been dying to meet me. So if you wish hard enough we can make it happen….together. Like the friends we are. <br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: American Typewriter;">I am, at this moment, putting the finishing touches to the high tea I am planning for your trip to Australia. I have some great prizes for pass the parcel. What about Twister? Would that be appropriate?</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: American Typewriter;">Let me know what your favourite things are and I will attempt to have some of them ready for your arrival. Or, if you trust me perhaps you would like to take home some of my favourite things…I’ll make you a list to see what you fancy.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: American Typewriter;">Yours in great anticipation,</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: American Typewriter;">Bad Bunny</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: American Typewriter;">PS: Are you bringing Doctor Oz? Is he Australian or related to that famous Wizard? I’m just curious.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: American Typewriter;">PPS: I enclose a token gift for your pleasure. As you can see, it bears my likeness proudly. For, just as are you, I am a very famous Bunny. (Not that you are a Bunny of course, but famous).</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: American Typewriter;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>(Small token gift equated to many pieces of Nanny Pickle clothing featuring, naturally, Bad Bunny himself . He had of course signed everything in permanent marker....to add value. After all, Bad Bunny is so very famous and Oprah may hit the skids one day and need to sell a few things on ebay to keep food on the table for herself and Stedman.)</i></span><br />
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</span></div></div>Nanny Picklehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18336455817366645310noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8350043113315360517.post-61036423697273589132011-06-05T18:59:00.001-07:002011-06-06T03:03:08.000-07:00Apologies to Oprah Winfrey from the Au Pairs of Nanny Pickle - Part 2 in a series<div class="posterous_autopost"><div style="text-align: justify;"><i>...and so the story unfolds. After weeks of Bad Bunny <span style="text-decoration: line-through;">harassing</span> conversing with Camp Winfrey, the Au Pairs now felt it was time that they stepped in to mend whatever damage had been done. The constant calls to the office by media wanting to know how indeed they had organised a visit from the Queen of TV was, in itself, enough to drive them spare. Not to mention the constant banter from previously mentioned Bunny as his ego grew like a weight lifter on steroids on a daily basis.</i></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: grey; font-family: Courier; font-size: small;">Dear Miss Winfrey,</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: grey; font-family: Courier; font-size: small;">It is with caps in hand and heads lowered in shame that we correspond with you on a rather grave and embarrassing matter.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: grey; font-family: Courier; font-size: small;">It has been brought to our attention that a wee bairn of the bunny kind in our charge has been misinforming all and sundry via the rather modern means of Facebook of having an audience with you personally upon your arrival to our fair shores of Australia. <br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: grey; font-family: Courier; font-size: small;">You see, said bunny, aptly named for immeasurable reasons “Bad Bunny” became somewhat over-excited at the thought of your imminent arrival, and as is the nature of wee ones, once his imagination became ignited, well, there was no end to the folly and adventure that his fancy concocted.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: grey; font-family: Courier; font-size: small;">And so we come to the reason for our correspondence. Although we, as the Au Pairs to Bad Bunny, feel adequately endowed with all that be required to discipline the aforementioned, our matriarch, the much revered (and somewhat feared) Nanny Pickle felt that perhaps the very person who should offer forward teachings in humility, restraint and the value of respect should also be the very object of his enthusiasms. That of course, being you, Miss Winfrey. <br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: grey; font-family: Courier; font-size: small;">By way of sincerest apologies for the behaviour of our mischievous and endearing Bad Bunny, and as a gesture of our admiration and respect to you, Miss Winfrey, we enclose with this letter of humility some recent photographs of Bad Bunny with his favourite toys, (although he believes them to be real), the Meadow Friends along with a sample of the beautiful clothing collections Nanny and ourselves create when we are not tied up (literally) with Bad Bunny.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: grey; font-family: Courier; font-size: small;">We do so hope you will accommodate our request to educate our Bunny on the finer points of etiquette required to develop into a well-rounded and valuable member of modern society. <br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: grey; font-family: Courier; font-size: small;">Our apologies for his improper and deceptive announcement to the world at large with respect to his relationship with you, Miss Winfrey.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: grey; font-family: Courier; font-size: small;">Warmest regards</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: grey; font-family: Courier; font-size: small;">Au Pair Jennine and Au Pair Shannon</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: grey; font-family: Courier; font-size: small;"><i><span style="font-size: x-small;">(Enclosed was a small token of appreciation for Camp Winfrey to show their most humble apologies)</span></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: grey; font-family: Courier; font-size: small;"><i><span style="font-size: x-small;"></span></i></span></div><div class="p_embed p_image_embed"><i><a href="http://posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/temp-2011-06-05/ygzghGFqptabpBddcHxJkdlipAvvtAwzFuEJeCnoylFzzDIvsoxjvygDedEH/NP1012_wide_small.jpg.scaled1000.jpg"><img alt="Np1012_wide_small" height="556" src="http://posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/temp-2011-06-05/ygzghGFqptabpBddcHxJkdlipAvvtAwzFuEJeCnoylFzzDIvsoxjvygDedEH/NP1012_wide_small.jpg.scaled500.jpg" width="500" /></a> </i></div><i><br />
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</div>Nanny Picklehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18336455817366645310noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8350043113315360517.post-15178151225050024552011-06-01T18:26:00.001-07:002011-06-01T22:59:16.034-07:00Bad Bunny's "Love Letters" to Oprah - The begining of the end.<div class="posterous_autopost">We have had many requests, here in The Nursery of Nanny Pickle, regarding the real reasons behind Bad Bunny's falling out with Oprah. After many discussions with our lawyers we have decided to release the controversial correspondence in order of it's submission to the now retired Queen of TV, Ms Oprah Winfrey.<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i>Letter #1: From a fore mentioned Bad Bunny to Ms Oprah Winfrey via the thoroughly modern medium of Facebook.</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: small;">14th September 2010: </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #3366ff;">Bad Bunny</span></div>So very excited. I just found out that Oprah is going to visit me. I must tidy the Nursery for her visit and get out my best glue sticks. I knew that we were friends but for her to visit she must really like me a lot. Who could blame her really. I am terribly cute.<br />
<i><span style="font-size: x-small;">(No reply from "Camp Winfrey but several excited followers asking "How on earth did you organise that?")</span></i><br />
30th September 2010:<br />
<span style="color: #3366ff;">Bad Bunny</span><br />
Dear The Oprah Winfrey Show<br />
How I look forward to your impending visit to The Nursery of Nanny Pickle, here in Australia . To come all of this way to visit me really is a great honour. We have so much in common. We are both very famous and we both really like some of the same things like glue sticks and craft. I look forward to seeing you soon.<br />
Kind Regards,<br />
Bad Bunny<br />
<i><span style="font-size: x-small;">(No reply from "Camp Winfrey...who would have thought)</span><b><span style="font-size: small;"> </span></b></i><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">1st October 2010 :</span><br />
<span style="color: #3366ff;">Bad Bunny</span><br />
<span style="color: #3366ff;"> </span>Dear The Oprah Winfrey Show,<br />
I was just wanting to check if you were allergic to anything? I am thinking of serving a high tea in my tree house for you. It's as far as I am allowed off the ground.<br />
You see, my friend Sheep is highly allergic to mint sauce and Snail has a bad reaction to anything French.<br />
I can cater for any of your dietary requirements.<br />
Yours in culinary perfection,<br />
Bad Bunny<br />
<i><span style="font-size: x-small;">(Still no reply from "Camp Winfrey"...much to Bad Bunny's growing distress)</span></i><br />
<span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;">4th of October 2011</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: #3366ff;">Bad Bunny</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;">Dear The Oprah Winfrey Show,</span></span><br />
Oprah, if there is anything about Australia that you feel people aren't telling you, please let me know. Being a Bunny means that I am a native Australian animal so I have a very good knowledge base about the ins and outs of all things Australian.<br />
I could teach you about good old fashioned Australian etiquette<span class="text_exposed_show"> when you come for high tea.</span><br />
Yours in all a manner of things,<br />
Bad Bunny<br />
<i><span style="font-size: x-small;">(Still no reply from "Camp Winfrey"...Surprising? We think not.)</span></i><br />
<span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;">5th of October 2011</span><br />
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<span style="color: #3366ff;">Bad Bunny</span><br />
Dear The Oprah Winfrey Show,<br />
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Here in The Nursery of Nanny Pickle things are starting to get really busy for your impending arrival.<br />
I just wanted to check if you were bringing your friend Gayle? I have some friends too that I can invite...you know just to balance out the numbers.<br />
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Let me know when you get a chance.</span><br />
Kind Regards,<br />
Bad Bunny<br />
<span class="text_exposed_show"><i><span style="font-size: x-small;">(Camp Winfrey has obviously gone into "Lock Down" by this stage.)</span></i><br />
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6th of October 2011<br />
<span style="color: #3366ff;">Bad Bunny</span><br />
Dear The Oprah Winfrey Show and O, The Oprah Magazine,<br />
It is with great excitement that I inform you of the entertainment that I have lined up for your visit to Australia. <br />
What I did need to know is do you get dizzy from spinning around? If so, I would not recommend that you play "Pin the tail on Giraffe". It can make one quite nauseo<span class="text_exposed_show">us. </span><br />
What about apple bobbing...do you like apple bobbing?<br />
Let me know your thoughts.<br />
Kind Regards,<br />
Bad Bunny<br />
<span class="text_exposed_show"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>(Obviously no reply at all. Camp Winfrey possibly thinking of referring Bad Bunny correspondence to their legal team. Au Pair Shannon at this point discovers the cyber on goings and attempts to put an end to them.) </i></span></span><br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="text_exposed_show"><span style="font-size: small;"><i>Bad Bunny then gets the idea that he should put pen to paper...what happens next? You will have to wait for the next installment of" Bad Bunny's "Love Letters" to Oprah - The beginning of the end.</i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="text_exposed_show"><span style="font-size: small;"><i></i></span></span></div><div class="p_embed p_image_embed"><div style="text-align: center;"><i> <img alt="Bad_bunny_-_matches" height="193" src="http://posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/temp-2011-06-01/eqAecvnpfyCnbvmcqBdpJkykHxlbonflsAvxyABjaGariJJbvgdkeFvnDGnc/Bad_Bunny_-_Matches.jpg.scaled500.jpg" width="200" /> </i></div><div class="p_see_full_gallery" style="text-align: center;"><i><a href="http://nannypickle.posterous.com/bad-bunnys-love-letters-to-oprah-the-begining">See the full gallery on Posterous</a></i></div></div></div>Nanny Picklehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18336455817366645310noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8350043113315360517.post-40892895460675904432011-05-19T20:30:00.001-07:002011-05-19T20:30:19.298-07:00Love letters....and who said romance was dead?<div class='posterous_autopost'><p><span style="color: #808080;">Every now and then we have to pinch ourselves here in The Nursery of Nanny Pickle.</span></p> <p><span style="color: #c0c0c0;"><span style="color: #808080;">The day to day grind of being an Au Pair can sometimes cloud the fact that what one does is actually appreciated or if you are Bad Bunny - adored, held in esteem, reveled at and talked about in hushed tones.</span></span></p> <p> </p> <p><span style="color: #808080;">This is a wee thank you to all the wonderful people who have taken time out of their busy days to say thank you or just to show their enjoyment of our products. We like to call them "Love Letters"</span></p> <p> </p> <p><span style="color: #808080;">We have had love letters from HRH Princess Mary, Dannii Minogue, Natalie Bassingthwaite as well as the gorgeous Chrissie Swan from "The Circle".<br /></span></p> <p> </p> <p><span style="color: #808080;">However, we love and adore the letters we get from Mum's who perhaps aren't as "famous" but are just as important to us. </span></p> <p> </p> <p><span style="color: #808080;">We cherish every word, full stop, exclamation mark and comma. The fact that you have taken to time to put your thoughts down is so greatly appreciated.<br /></span></p> <p> </p> <p><span style="color: #808080;">Keep the Love Letters coming....it keeps our glasses rosy!</span></p> <p> </p> <p><span style="color: #808080;">Visit Nanny Pickle's Love Letters by <a href="http://www.nannypickle.com.au/behind-the-nursery-door/nursery-love-letters" title="Nanny Pickle's Love Letters." target="_blank">clicking here</a>.</span></p> <p><div class='p_embed p_image_embed'> <a href="http://posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/temp-2011-05-19/dcsDputbnwElcglFDolafIfxzbGvgjrgaAlirABdavzxwBEvmquEjqexBtcy/NP_1036_Wide.jpg.scaled1000.jpg"><img alt="Np_1036_wide" height="331" src="http://posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/temp-2011-05-19/dcsDputbnwElcglFDolafIfxzbGvgjrgaAlirABdavzxwBEvmquEjqexBtcy/NP_1036_Wide.jpg.scaled500.jpg" width="500" /></a> </div> </p> <p> </p></div>Nanny Picklehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18336455817366645310noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8350043113315360517.post-46267358143189024242011-05-05T19:27:00.001-07:002011-05-05T19:27:06.237-07:00Bad Bunny Apprehended as Easter Bunny Interloper<div class='posterous_autopost'><p><span style="color: #999999;">In the early hours of Easter Sunday, notoriously mischievous Bad Bunny was apprehended for impersonating with intention to defame. This latest apprehension has left many wondering when the accused will ever learn.</span></p> <p><span style="color: #999999;">On said morning of arrest, Bad Bunny was found to be masquerading as the Easter Bunny and depositing in households across the neighbourhood small brown nuggets, made not of chocolate, but of a composition of Bad Bunny’s own making. Lab test are yet to determine exact composition but "Nursery staff have their suspicions" - our sources tell us. <br /></span></p> <p><span style="color: #999999;">Upon capture, Bad Bunny confessed to the attempted deception stating he found the Easter Bunny a "rather overrated example of the Leporidae family" and believed "his gift giving to be a rather pathetic attempt to win the affections of children". </span></p> <p><span style="color: #999999;">Bad Bunny also stated, via his agents (aka Au Pair Jennine and Au Pair Shannon) from his position of custodial containment the following points in his defence:</span></p> <ol> <li><span style="color: #999999;">The Easter Bunny is contributing in a very real way to the wealth of the dental and orthodontic professions and could quite possibly be involved in a corporate conspiracy.</span></li> <li><span style="color: #999999;">The Easter Bunny is the sole reason for the ongoing annoyance of what is commonly referred to as "Reality TV" by keeping afloat the likes of such viewing pap as "The Biggest Loser" which hinges almost it's entire premise on the existence of chocolate. Not only is the Easter Bunny contributing to the shameful displays of greed, but also, to the shameful "dumbing" down of the viewing public by enabling the existence of such tripe.<br /></span></li> <li><span style="color: #999999;">Bad Bunny would ask of the public this: "Would the Easter Bunny indeed be so popular if he did not bestow gifts of chocolate with such gay abandon?" His spokespeople went on to say "Some could also say that said gift giving to minorities could be deemed as the act of a stranger filled with ill intent, perhaps one could even go so far as to say his endeavours could be seen as those of a stalker."<br /></span></li> <li><span style="color: #999999;">Bad Bunny goes onto ask the question of the existence of the Easter Bunny. How indeed would one know if said bunny even exsists? Who indeed, has even seen a photo of him. All we are shown are illustrations and imaginings. Who is to say, and this is the worst part, he is not a hare? Even Santa gets out and about a bit before Christmas you know.<br /></span></li> <li><span style="color: #999999;">Bad Bunny has his likeness emblazoned upon reputable and quality product and indeed on a much adored website. Go to <a href="http://www.easterbunny.com/">www.easterbunny.com</a> and see where it gets you. <br /></span></li> <li><span style="color: #999999;">Bad Bunny even has blogs written about him and scintillating comments on Facebook and other such modern social media. Why, he even once received a correspondence from the Royal Palace of Denmark. And Dannii Minogue is a big fan.</span></li> </ol> <p><span style="color: #999999;">As we understand it Bad Bunny has been returned to the custody of Nanny Pickle and The Nursery Staff where he is now serving time on The Box of Contemplation. </span></p> <p><span style="color: #999999;">Mrs Elspeth Harris, neighbour sharing the eastern boundary of The Nursery, had this to say: "This is right up there with last years attempt by Bad Bunny to impersonate the tooth fairy. It took me a month to get the glitter out of my rugs and the dental technician said my false teeth would never be the same again. Who is going to clean my rugs this time I ask you Nanny Pickle?"<br /></span></p> <ol> </ol> <p><span style="color: #999999;">The Easter Bunny representatives have declined to comment....just as Bad Bunny predicted!</span><div class='p_embed p_image_embed'> <img alt="Box_of_contemplation" height="249" src="http://posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/temp-2011-05-05/aeaylhgAxAvinsoFBhapswDbjeidlHyysbHwxIhsiwfhFEJmFnvuExdDxkxb/Box_of_Contemplation.jpg.scaled500.jpg" width="450" /> </div> </p> <p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Bad Bunny and Nanny Pickle at The Box of Contemplation....when will he ever learn?</span></p> </div>Nanny Picklehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18336455817366645310noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8350043113315360517.post-56782207690537036932011-03-09T19:06:00.001-08:002011-03-09T19:43:54.553-08:00The Year of The Bunny and why Princess Mary loves me...Bad Bunny!<div class="posterous_autopost"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">....STOP PRESS....</span></div><div style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="Bb_flash_card_" height="200" src="http://posterous.com/getfile/files.posterous.com/temp-2011-03-09/BAAiildnCnivwbiBefiJymcbJworedjrAosDxzdkoiwfckHHAabkGqFsjHwf/BB_Flash_card_.jpeg.scaled500.jpg" width="151" /> </span></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">From the office of Bad Bunny's "people"</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-size: small;">To all of my loyal and admiring followers I apologise for my lack of public appearances so far this year. I know I have left a great deal of you sad and lonely and for that I am truly sorry.</span></div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-size: small;">Ever since my friends in China decided to dedicate a year to me I have not stopped. The Year of The Bunny, aka me, has left my writing paw sore and tired as I have had many official appointments as the face of China for 2011.</span></div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-size: small;">The good news is that I now have "people". Said "people" do things for me like dealing with my fan mail and explaining to shop owners why I had to commandeer the store PA to announce my arrival....the people needed to know that I had arrived and sometimes you just have to do things yourself if you want them done properly.</span></div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-size: small;">Nanny Pickle said that all of the attention has gone to my head but the only thing that has gone to my head is this lovely crown that I am wearing. I made it myself using Au Pair Shannon's hot glue gun....which is now permanently stuck to the floor of The Nursery. Did you know that if you hold the trigger long enough all of the glue comes out? I figured I was helping as at least now Au Pair Shannon knows where it is.</span></div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-size: small;">Anyway, the reason for the crown is that I am now friends with HRH Princess Mary and Prince Frederick of Denmark. They obviously have The Year of the Bunny in Denmark and have been able to relate to the pressures of being in the public eye.</span></div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-size: small;">I know that Oprah and I are friends but I feel that Their Royal Highnessess understand the demands placed upon me more. After all, they are royalty.</span></div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-size: small;">You see, the Au Pairs had sent a wee parcel to their new born twins which contained various items featuring me...Bad Bunny! Obviously, they had their people research who I was and upon the realisation that I am indeed one of "them" their people in turn sent me this lovely card.</span></div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-size: small;">Of course, this will be followed up by something a little more personal but when you are royalty you have to be careful not to be too familiar.</span></div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-size: small;">I am off now to brief my "people" as to what I would like for lunch...all of these public engagements make a Bunny hungry.</span></div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-size: small;">Lots of luff,</span></div><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">HRH Bad Bunny</span></span><br />
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<ol style="margin-top: 0cm;" type="1"><li style="color: #181512;"><span style="font-family: Times;">Oprah is unmarried, although appears to have some sort of “arrangement” with a gentleman by the name of Stedman. To string said gentleman along, without any thought or concern as to a commitment of traditional convention is for all intents and purposes just plain cruel<i>. (At least that is what it said on the cover of one of those very reputable "ladies" magazines that Au Pair Shannon buys)<br />
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<li style="color: #181512;"><span style="font-family: Times;">Oprah has a very strange fascination with celebrities (I find it difficult to use the artistic term “actors” for their ilk) of the caliber of Tom Cruise, Nicole Kidman and Jennifer Lopez. And yet, she can not even deign to respond to my many letters of devotion to her, nor understand that I am cut from a cloth far superior, and indeed talented than aforementioned celebrities. <i>(Simple old fashioned manners go along way you know.)<br />
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<li style="color: #181512;"><span style="font-family: Times;">Oprah appears to have some sort of voodoo-like power over ladies all over the world. I fear that watching her show puts them into some strange trancelike state, during which she can brainwash them into making her the cult she has become, and thus contributing to her ever growing wealth and power. <i>( I know this because of the way Au Pair Jennine is transfixed to the TV everyday at 1:00pm. I even caught her reading that "Power of Now" book. New Age dribble no doubt.)<br />
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<li style="color: #181512;"><span style="font-family: Times;"><i></i>I find it terribly disturbing (and Nanny would say “vulgar”) that anyone would give a nickname to their most personal of parts. <i>(Although I have no idea what part of the body Vejayjay belongs to but I am presuming it is part of the digestive system...I just don't get it.)</i><br />
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<li style="color: #181512;"><span style="font-family: Times;">Anyone of any knowledge and class knows that Australians do not, in actual fact, mutter the utterance “G’day”. And, indeed, anyone with an American accent should at no time in their life attempt to mimic it. And yes, Oprah, that includes you. </span></li>
<li style="color: #181512;"><span style="font-family: Times;">No-one in their right mind has ever seen the film “Beloved” in which Oprah “starred”. <i></i><br />
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<li style="color: #181512;"><span style="font-family: Times;">Oprah’s relationship with Dr Phil, although both deny vehemently any hanky panky, is questionable. Why on earth would anyone, unless blinded by lust, give that man his own show. (<i>Once again I got this out of one of those bastions of truth that is published weekly for "ladies")</i><br />
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<li style="color: #181512;"><span style="font-family: Times;">Not content with brainwashing the fairest gender globally with her syndicated show, Oprah insisted on entering the world of publishing with “O” magazine, thus further spouting her “wisdoms”. Why she feels the world needs more of her opinion is beyond me. <i>(Check out my Facebook page Oprah....see who has the most followers. Hey? Who's a popular Bunny now!)</i><br />
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<li style="color: #181512;"><span style="font-family: Times;">Everyone knows wearing shoes with red soles is a blatant display of wealth, and blatant displays of wealth is just plain rude. (<i>Having said that Au Pair Shannon does seem to turn green every time you wear a pair and nonchalantly flash the sole on your TV show)</i><br />
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<li style="color: #181512;"><span style="font-family: Times;">Lastly, Oprah just doesn’t know the meaning of friendship. Ok, her and Gayle are clearly close, but so were we, I thought, and to be so callously dismissed in the manner portrayed by her can only lead me to believe that true friendship is not a value she holds dear. <i>(I've written to Gayle to warn her that she too may be discarded like last weeks on set couch.)</i><br />
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<span style="color: #181512; font-family: Times;"><i>Disclaimer: Just in case, Oprah, you did not get my letters and gifts that I so lovingly sent to you the above is merely the rantings of a Bunny scorned and misunderstood. I know we will always be good friends but what you need to understand is that I am also quite close to Ellen so you never know she and I might just be BBF's (Best Bunny Freinds) one day instead.</i> <br />
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<ol><li>Au Pair Shannon is a very well read lady. She knows her ampersand from her Oxford comma and heaven help you if you make a spelling mistake. Although she tries not to show it, she finds poor grammar to be as excruciatingly painful as putting on a bike helmet full of bees.</li>
<li>Au Pair Shannon has won many an award for her graphic design work but still doubts her abilities. We are hoping that she overcomes this self doubt now that her beautiful designs are to be distributed over Europe.</li>
<li>Au Pair Shannon loves to tell people that she is more like Nanny Pickle than anyone else in The Nursery. Little do people know that she once wore blue eye shadow as blush in the late 80's...something I am sure Nanny would never have done.</li>
<li>Au Pair Shannon is so very tidy...so very, very tidy. Although she never says anything I am sure she shudders at the sight of my desk with all of it's paper piled up as if I am attempting to build a to scale model of The Leaning Tower of Pisa. Not to mention the plethora of cords and plain old general mess that my office seems to magically breed. Of course, Au Pair Shannon's desk is spotless and does not even have a pen holder over flowing with 100 pens that do not work. Instead she keeps one pen, in working order, and a small pencil case concealed in her top drawer.</li>
<li>Au Pair Shannon can not walk around The Nursery without shoes on. She can not tolerate, even for a moment, the feeling of dirt under her feet....yet she loves the beach. We fear this may have come from the time Bad Bunny carpeted her office in fairy floss that he had saved up from the local Spring Fair.</li>
<li>Au Pair Shannon is a very good cook. The yummiest thing she has ever made for me (and there has been many a delectable morsel prepared and consumed) was a divine meal of Bangalow Pork done with stuffed peaches. If someone asked me what my top ten meals of all time were this one would rate right up there.</li>
<li>Au Pair Shannon is very kind and generous and although she says she is not good with people in general, I feel that this is just code for not wanting to draw attention to herself.</li>
<li> Au Pair Shannon's dream job would be to be a yoga instructor. She is a very bendy and fit type of person. I once saw a surfing and yoga safari holiday for ladies advertised. Excitedly I told her all about it. Her reply "Do you not think we spend enough time together?" To which we both laughed raucously out loud to. We do spend a great deal of time together and then when we are not in the same room, we are generally on the phone to each other.</li>
<li>Au Pair Shannon loves talk back radio...just like my Mum did. I am very glad she has her own design studio.</li>
<li>Au Pair Shannon is a very good singer. <a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/NannyPickle?feature=mhum">Click here to experience for yourself.</a></li>
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><i><span style="font-size: x-small;">PS: We were going to write the above as rhyming prose but we could not find a word that rhymed with yoga...there is of course toga but we were banned from revealing Au Pair Shannon's antics at her Art School's orientation week when she was a graphic design student.</span></i></span></span><br />
<ol></ol>Nanny Picklehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18336455817366645310noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8350043113315360517.post-55974793659969888582010-08-31T00:03:00.000-07:002010-08-31T00:03:54.235-07:00"I'll be fine" - An expose into the personal fears of Au Pair Jennine<span style="font-size: large;">B</span>ad Bunny is delighted to bring you a list of the ten fears distinct to the imagination of Au Pair Jennine. You may or may not be aware of the fact that our delightful, if somewhat eccentric Au Pair harbours many an irrational and inexplicable fear, the list of which follows.<br />
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It is with much pleasure Bad Bunny discloses this wealth of information, as not only does it make him giggle in a devilish manner to bring to the public attention the Au Pair’s foibles, but it also supplies him with many a weapon with which to torture said Au Pair when she, of course, least expects it.<br />
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<ol><li>The sight of ducks on a pond fills Au Pair Jennine with horror. No, she is not frightful of our quacking floating friends, but more so the thought of small children throwing pieces of torn bread to them with gay abandon. It is said bread, upon hitting the water and becoming heavy and sodden with liquid that makes the lovely Au Pair quake in her wellies.</li>
<li>Au Pair Jennine has a distinct dislike for the word ‘moist’. Bad Bunny delights in mentioning the word with a regularity that could be deemed cruel. He is particularly fond of reciting recipes from Delia Smith’s Book of Cakes, as Delia oft describes cakes using just such an adjective.</li>
<li>Although one may find Au Pair Jennine of a particular intelligence not to be scoffed at, where she gleens her wisdom from remains somewhat of a mystery, given she cannot bear to touch, let alone read, newspapers.</li>
<li>Au Pair Shannon has some serious concerns over the childhood of Au Pair Jennine. She fears there may be hidden some very dark and demented secrets, for Au Pair Jennine has an inordinate fear of wire coat hangers. Could they have been an instrument of torture brought upon her in her early years?</li>
<li>Although an Au Pair of most English of origins, Au Pair Jennine finds porridge abhorrent.</li>
<li>Although a lover of all creatures great and small in a most James Herriot of manner, Au Pair Jennine cannot tolerate, nor indeed understand affections towards guinea pigs.</li>
<li>Most odd in the vehemence she feels toward him, Au Pair Jennine holds with great disdain that dashing Glaswegian, Sir Sean Connery. Nanny believes it may have something to do with his untoward advances to herself in her younger years which has tainted the Au Pair’s opinion.</li>
<li>Beloved by millions around the world, Au Pair Jennine fails to understand the appeal of synchronized swimming. She finds the concept not only a tad touched, but actually believes it to be an evil cult brainwashing the innocent minds of nubile young girls.</li>
<li>Au Pair Jennine has a habit of reeling with horror at the sight of a mascara brush, let alone lipliner and lipstick. The idea of make-up strikes fear in her heart and sends a shiver down her spine. Needless to say, she strides through the cosmetics section of John Lewis at a cracking pace.</li>
<li>Affection of any form sends Au Pair Jennine into cold sweats, and is highly discouraged. Needless to say, Bad Bunny takes great delight in bestowing cuddles, kisses and much hair stroking upon said Au Pair.</li>
</ol><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace; font-size: xx-small;">STOP PRESS by Au Pair Jennine: In my defence,Delia Smith is a little "too perfect" and her love of the word "moist" is not normal. I did once own a lipstick but I left it in the car on a hot summers day and have never had the chance to buy a new one. What went down between myself and Sir Sean is not for public discussion....let's just say a kilt does not necessarily maketh the man. Lastly, who, in their right does not find this disturbing</span><span style="font-size: xx-small;">:</span><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="font-size: x-large;">B</span></b>ad Bunny has what one might call a rather wide streak of narcissism.... </i></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Although he considers himself oft misunderstood and therefore the target of many lectures about the values of modesty, humility and reserve from Nanny. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Whyever not should one have his likeness cast in bronze and displayed in the village square for all to admire and adore? </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">And who is to say that an autobiography of the heroic adventures of one handsome buck would not make stimulating and breathtaking reading.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">So, in an attempt to convince Nanny of the positive spin that can be put on a life lived in the <i>fast lane </i>with much glitz and glamour, Bad Bunny put together a series of points to upsell his desire for fame and celebrity.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><ol style="text-align: justify;"><li>Everything in a world of glamour seems to acquire soft blurry edges and lots of little sparkly stars (and Bad Bunny refutes that could possibly be from an excess of stimulation...or chocolate)</li>
<li>When one is a celebrity, one is always, always smiling. Oh, and one has lovely shiny white teeth, albeit sometimes a little too large for one’s mouth. This makes it particularly easy for a Bunny to get ahead in celebrity circles.</li>
<li>Being a celebrity means people give you lots of free stuff. That has to be great in anyone’s books, Nanny.</li>
<li>Bedtime is an obsolete concept. One never, ever is told to go to bed, and one can sleep all day if one wishes.</li>
<li>One gets to “hang out” and “slap backs” with other celebrities, and become BFF (whatever that means). Bad Bunny thinks they really mean BBF (Bad Bunny's Friend).</li>
<li>One can say really dumb things like “I didn’t know buffalo had wings” and people find it amusing, if not totally endearing.</li>
<li>One can record a pop song, even if one is tone deaf, and some technician can make it sound like one is really terribly talented. Bad Bunny's first single <i>"Paper and scissors rock"</i> is yet to be released. He originally wanted to do a cover of <i>"Come on baby light my fire"</i> but his penchant for matches made this an unsafe choice.</li>
<li>One can make a really cool pop video for said pop song and it can be played on MTV and millions and millions and billions of people will watch it and adore one from afar. </li>
<li>One can win an MTV award for said pop song and video, and become even more famous. And then one can wear lots of really cool gold jewellery and big diamond stud earrings. </li>
<li>Oh,and people give you lots of free stuff. </li>
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<i>This blog is dedicated to Dannii Minogue and her new wee bairn Ethan. Her decorum and modesty as one deemed a "celebrity" is to be admired. Nanny Pickle and the Au Pairs are delighted she has taken to our beautiful collections with such gusto, and look forward to seeing the lovely Ethan sporting many more of our designs.</i>Nanny Picklehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18336455817366645310noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8350043113315360517.post-89636378759154748502010-06-06T17:06:00.000-07:002010-06-06T17:17:18.805-07:0010 things Bad Bunny now knows about retail.<span style="font-size: large;">B</span>ad Bunny, with much newly acquired wisdom, brings you the top ten lessons he learnt whilst accompanying the Au Pairs on their retail jaunt last month.<br />
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Bad Bunny now considers himself quite the sage in matters of all things retail, and in selling ones wares to the discerning public. The Au Pairs, however, beg to differ, but unfortunately are unavailable for comment at this time. They can be found locked in their respective rooms with a damp flannel across their worried brows. Bad Bunny is not quite sure why they are refusing to speak to him.<br />
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<ol><li>It is unacceptable behaviour to “borrow” babies in prams in an attempt to lure their mothers into the Nanny Pickle store.</li>
<li>It is unacceptable behaviour to wheel clamp said prams whilst mothers are in the store, in an attempt to keep them from leaving.</li>
<li>“Upselling” does not actually mean sneaking more items in the bag with other purchases nor does it mean harassing people deemed to be tall in order to sell them your wares.</li>
<li>Whilst working in shopping centres, one must not joy ride on trolleys. It is not only dangerous, particularly on down ramps in car parks, but it appears to upset trolley boys.</li>
<li>One must never, under any circumstances, repeat the Au Pairs private conversations to fellow shopkeepers, particularly when those conversations are about the fellow shopkeepers diabolical choice in attire, and their penchant for tattoos that they will inevitably regret later in life.</li>
<li>Although it may have seemed like a good idea at the time, stealing trolley boys ocky straps in an attempt to turn them into bungee ropes so as one can bungee through the centre atrium only leads to very angry trolley boys. </li>
<li>Endeavouring to expand the public’s cultural mind by hijacking the central Personal Announcement System and becoming “DJ for a Day” is not tolerable conduct and is contrary to Centre Management’s Code.</li>
<li>Locking the Au Pairs in the storeroom overnight is deemed a punishable act. Punishable too is repeating the words uttered by said Au Pairs once they were discovered by Centre Security.</li>
<li>Asking large ladies when they are due requires discretion and forethought. Not all large ladies are indeed “with child”.</li>
<li>Trolley boys do cry….especially when you hide the keys to their little trolley tractors. </li>
</ol>For all those shoppers, trolley boys, fellow shopkeepers, security staff and sundry; Nanny Pickle profusely apologises for the errant behaviour of Bad Bunny during his time at Indooroopilly Shopping Centre. Be rest assured that the nervous tic you may or may not have developed will subside.<br />
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Kind Regards,<br />
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<i>We bring you this scintillating list on the condition that you promise on your weathered bible to never disclose to another sole the contents herewith.</i><o:p></o:p><br />
<ol><li>Nanny <i>does</i> actually vacation in Ibiza, and on occasion takes the company of one of the many young and English challenged locals of the manly persuasion.</li>
<li>Nanny likes to take a tipple of gin or medicinal whisky most nights after Bad Bunny has been put to bed. On the rare occasion, she awakens from her comfortable armchair, glass in hand, in the wee hours of the morning.</li>
<li>Nanny has a real fondness for Au Pair Jennine(the ratbag element of the Au Pair pair), although she would never disclose this.</li>
<li>Nanny finds Au Pair Shannon just a little fastidious and stuffy. She takes great pleasure in disclosing this at any given opportunity, however secretly congratulates herself on creating a suitable replica of her own glorious person.</li>
<li>In her early days, Nanny took flying lessons with the dream of becoming the first female fighter pilot. Upon learning women could not be accepted into the flight squadron, she wrote a letter to the then Prime Minister pointing out the exploits of her heroine, Amelia Earhart, and labeling him a jingoist and dullard.</li>
<li>Nanny’s music of choice is the oft-misunderstood Nana Mouskouri.</li>
<li>Nanny, although not prone to vanity, does indeed shave her legs, though only to below the knees. You see, although it could be deemed the practice of conceit, there is nothing more unattractive on a lady of maturity than a dark pelt of leg down.</li>
<li>Through the acquaintance of Au Pair Shannon, Nanny found herself in the position of meeting the venerable Sir Sean Connery. Much to Nanny’s chagrin, Sir Sean tried without result to endear himself in a most humiliating manner to Nanny and although she tried to explain her celebrity attractions ended with Sir Michael Parkinson, he insisted on pursuing her with gifts and poetry. Not that Nanny wished to be seen as a social snob, but he had after all married (and divorced!) an Antipodean woman, and he himself was from Glasgow.</li>
<li>For a brief period in the sixties, Nanny experimented with skirts that ended above the knee. Although modest by the current times standards, the fashion whim ended when Twiggy became so incredibly commonplace, and therefore just a touch peasant.</li>
<li>Although one should be entitled to love whomever one wishes, Nanny could never quite forgive Prince Charles for his dalliance and subsequent nuptials with Camilla Parker Bowles. Firstly, she never understood a double barreled surname, and secondly, frankly, Nanny believed she looks like she belongs in Charles’ stables, not his stately home. </li>
</ol>If you have any other questions regarding Nanny Pickle please leave them in the required fields below...not that we approve of idle gossip mind you.<br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #181512; font-family: Times;">For although Bad Bunny does indeed have a weakness for anything made with cocoa beans, he would be a much happier Bunny if the aforesaid “other bunny” would just hippity hop off the side of the planet. (Bad Bunny refutes the theorem that the world is round, by the way. How on earth does one not roll away if it is, indeed, round?)<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #181512; font-family: Times;">So, in an attempt to draw attention away from the bearer of chocolate treaties, and back to where they rightfully sit - with he - our maker of much mischief excelled himself by causing all sorts of bedlam and mayhem.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #181512; font-family: Times;">"Wholly" Thursday saw Nanny finding Mr Kennington, Nanny's long suffering gardener, entangled in a series of carefully camouflaged booby traps and dig-outs that had indeed been set in an attempt to capture the “other bunny”.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #181512; font-family: Times;">Mrs Harris, Nanny's long suffering neighbour on the eastern boundary, was very surprised to find Bad Bunny at her front door with a petition calling for the ban of said "other bunny". Of course, the petition only held the signature of one small relatively illiterate Bunny.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #181512; font-family: Times;">We will go without mentioning Bad Bunny's attempt to sabotage the "other bunny's"<span> </span>performance at the local shopping mall. Let's just say that small Bunnies do indeed know how to pull plugs from power points.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #181512; font-family: Times;">Au Pair Jennine, bless her, without much forethought decided the best way to guide Bad Bunny away from his mischiefs and towards pursuits deemed useful and constructive was to allow him to assist in the design and construction of various shopfittings for Nanny Pickle’s first pop up retail space.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #181512; font-family: Times;">Yes, your eyes do not deceive you. Nanny Pickle is about to launch her inaugural retail space in Brisbane at a time not so very far away. All her lovely collections will be available for purchase, and the delightful Au Pair Jennine and rather shy Au Pair Shannon will be on hand to assist. <o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #181512; font-family: Times;">Bad Bunny, after “creating” a complete schmozzle of the shopfittings will unfortunately not be available to sign autographs. He is currently sitting on top of the Box of Contemplation, contemplating his carpentry skills (or lack thereof).<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #181512; font-family: Times;">Nanny Pickle's pop up store will open at Indooroopilly Shoppingtown in Brisbane on May the 3rd. After four weeks we will be taking our wee store all over the country. Oh my giddy Aunt - Two Au Pairs, one pop up shop and an errant but lovable Bunny on a national road trip....what could possibly go wrong?<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: #181512; font-family: Times;">Now if only we could discover what Bad Bunny has done with the staple gun....<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
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</div><!--EndFragment-->Nanny Picklehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18336455817366645310noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8350043113315360517.post-16081819904143081642010-03-23T02:49:00.000-07:002010-03-23T02:49:59.238-07:00Nanny Pickle on the importance of etiquette.<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">N</span>anny Pickle is a woman of high morals and ethics. She is firm but fair and in her eyes the world would be a better place if people just showed some plain old fashioned good manners. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">She is also a firm believer in the inherent (if oft hidden) goodness of Bad Bunny. She truly believes nurturing and discipline will result in a Bunny of the highest calibre.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Although frustrating at times, and a true test of her patience, Nanny appreciates that Bad Bunny’s mischief is purely a result of a creative imagination. According to Nanny, said creative imagination is something to be encouraged, for no great thinkers or artists ever developed as a result of a stagnant mind.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">On the other hand, despite the fact it is important to develop imagination and creativity in young charges, it is also just as important to set boundaries and strictures to develop a rounded and compassionate Bunny, with the necessary social refinements to engage with Bunnies across all cultures and backgrounds.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">And so Nanny Pickle and her trusted Au Pairs work tirelessly to instill in Bad Bunny the finer points of social etiquette. Whether it be curtailing his natural ability to ‘pop off’ at the most inopportune times, namely on the tram as he accompanies Nanny on her way to the market, or his delight in blowing raspberries while still masticating his morning porridge, the Au Pairs and Nanny correct, cajole and coax Bad Bunny to find the necessary refinement to curb his enthusiasm for all things disgraceful.<o:p></o:p> </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"></div><div style="text-align: justify;">To make your life with your Bunny <i>sans</i> social faux pas, Nanny Pickle has designed the gorgeous <i>Signature Flocking Collection</i> of infantwear featuring all a Nanny, or indeed, a Mummy needs know to steer her charge in the direction of plain old fashioned good manners. Because, as everyone possessing any politesse knows: <i>"One never eats soup with one’s hands"</i>.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
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