How bizarre! Usually Sunday is one of the busiest days on the net, but I've gotten barely any emails and no ZEP posts. Are you all alive? One day when Pooh was thinking, he thought he would go and see Talli, because he hadn't seen her since yesterday. And as he walked through the heather, singing to himself, he suddenly remembered that he hadn't seen Jenni since the day before yesterday, so he thought that he would just look in at the Hundred Acre Wood on the way and see if Jenni was at home. Well, he went on singing, until he came to the part of the stream where the stepping-stones were, and when he was in the middle of the third stone, he began to wonder how Glenda and Brad and Bonny were getting on, because they all lived together in a different part of the Forest. And he thought, "I haven't seen Rachael for a long time, and if I don't see her today it will be an even longer time." So he sat down on the stone in the middle of the stream, and sang another verse of his song, while he wondered what to do. The other verse of the song was like this: I could spend a happy morning Going to Class, I could spend a happy morning Sleeping Fast. It doesn't matter either way, If I don't go to school today (And I *didn't*go today), As long as I pass. The sun was so delightfully warm, and the stone, which had been sitting in it for a long time, was so warm, too, that Pooh had almost decided to go on being Pooh in the middle of the stream for the rest of the morning, when he remebered Robin. "Robin," said Pooh to himself. "I *like* talking to Robin. She talks about sensible things. She doesn't use long difficult words like Owl. She uses short, easy words, like 'What about lunch' and 'Help yourself, Pooh.' I suppose *really*, I ought to go and see Robin. Which made him think of another verse: Oh, I like her way of talking, Yes, I do. It's the nicest way of talking Just for two. And a 'how are you' from Robin Though it doens't happen often, Couln't ever happen often Enough for Pooh. So when he had sung this, he got up off his stone, walked back across the stream, and set off for Robin's house. But he hadn't got far before he began to say to himself: "Yes, but suppose Robin is out?" "Or suppose I get my mail bounced back to me as I once did when her email wasn't working?" "So wouldn't it be better if----" And all the time he was saying things like this he was going more and more westerly, without thinking. . . . until suddenly, he found himself at his own front door again. And it was eleven o'clock. Which was time for a little something. . . . Half an hour later he was doing what he had always really meant to do, he was stumping off to Donna's house. And as he walked, he wiped his mouth with the back of his paw, and sang rather a fluffy song through the fur. It went like this: I could spend a happy morning Seeing Donna. And I couldn't spend a happy morning Not seeing Donna. And it doesn't seem to matter If I don't see Professors Brig or Plattner, (or any of the others), And I'm not going to see Professors Brig or Plattner, (or any of the others) Or Christopher Robin. Written down, like this, it doesn't seem a very good song, but coming through pale fawn fluff at about half-past eleven on a very sunny morning, it seemed to Pooh to be one of the best songs he had ever sung. So he went on singing it. -CR