Scamps

In the wake of Curly, few bears could really compare. Whilst looks and breeding could give great gravitas to any number of Stieff or Robin Rive bears, plain presence and personality simply put Curly on a pedestal. There could be no equal.

For some years the Curlys simply ran riot in the personality stakes, there could be only one.

Sensing the terrible domination that had grasped our bear ecosystem, we contracted a number of bear head-hunters to do something about the issue. The first head-hunters had grass skirts and shrunken heads in their necklaces. We knew then, there had been a tragic misunderstanding in the recruitment of our consultant. After this initial difficulty, we found some head-hunters that appeared to rely upon a less literal interpretation of the term.

On completion of their initial search, we found that indeed the cream had come to the top, and some serious potential was on the market. The CV listed our candidate as "Shaggington", a name that elicited no small degree of sniggering from a number of the other bears. Even at this point it was decreed that should Shaggington prove to be "our bear" that a renaming was quite likely.

Shaggington, (or "Shaggers" as Consultant Curly had dubbed him), had been a bear of leisure since birth. Shaggers had been born of high breeding (possibly quite a lot of it though) and had been used to a very genteel lifestyle since birth. Shaggers attended Cambridge studying something that he did not in the least understand, in which he obtained a 2:1 degree, which to this day, we have little understanding of. It seems pretty likely it was BA in something "arty" which would explain his entire absence of any useful training, it may perhaps also have been Psychology one supposes. We asked Shaggers about his understanding of business matters during our interview for this article and after much consideration, and some degree of consternation, Shaggers decided to give us the "posterior shot" which adorns this page.

Shaggers also attended Cambridge with "Aloysius", a bear of some considerable standing, with connections to some Waugh fellow, or other. Shaggers maintains that Aloysius was "a fabulous chap, but rather dim", which in itself is pretty worrying. We shouldn't be letting Aloysius loose in the kitchen with a tin opener on that recommendation - he is likely to maim half the bears in Scotland.

At this juncture, we would mention Shaggers re-naming. Shaggers from birth, and particularly from his attendance at Cambridge through to the present time, has shown nothing if not a propensity to have a fabulous time. He takes nothing much seriously, plays the most hideous practical jokes on almost everyone and generally just bums about having a marvellous time. He has the ability, when pressed, to put a smile on any person's, or any bear's face, through his capricious and entirely mad character. Specifically he has some incredible and even acrobatic dances to accompany his favourite tunes, and fairly lets rips in front of the stereo when he is letting his fur down. This huge, vast, (even vacuous) personality led to his christening with his "real" name - Scamps.

Scamps has brought much joy to the household, albeit some unbelievably bad investment recommendations, and has restored "balance" to the bear ecosystem.

Scamps doesn't drive anything, since driving is still a skill which has largely eluded him. He is however, an absolutely incredible competitive cyclist, riding a rather beautiful black and copper coloured Wilier bicycle. He was offered a ride in the Tour de France, but declined on the basis that even after having attended Cambridge, he still feels strongly that taking drugs is wrong.

Scamps show his bottom

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