I Spy With My Little Eye...

...something beginning with "P"!

Baloo seems to be keeping one eye on Paddington and the other eye on the door... "Hurry, Paddington, here she comes!"

Paddington does his best to destroy the scatter cushion, but Baloo left the warning too late and they're both caught red-handed... on the bed... with the scatter cushion... Oh dear!

Baloo looks on innocently as Paddington denies any involvement, blaming the demise of the scatter cushion on the neighbour's big, black, roaming cat who, according to Paddington, had fled out the window only moments before. Baloo confirms this with a wide-eyed nod of his head. I accept the explanation.

So we all head downstairs for breakfast:)