Lisa Broome

It was very cold, and to keep themselves warm they sang Pooh’s song right through six times, Piglet doing the tiddlely-poms and Pooh doing the rest of it, and both of them thumping on the top of the gate with pieces of stick at the proper places. ~A.A.Milne

A funny feeling began to creep all over him. It began at the tip of his nose and trickled all through him and out at the soles of his feet. It was just as if somebody inside him were saying, “Now then, Pooh, time for a little something.” ~A.A.Milne

“I’m glad,” said Pooh happily, “that I thought of giving you a Useful Pot to put things in.” “I’m very glad,” said Piglet, I thought of giving you Something to put in the Useful Pot.” Eeyore was taking the balloon out, and putting it back again, as happy as could be… ~A.A.Milne

Christopher Robin was listening to something. “Can you hear it?” he asked Eeyore. “What is it? Somebody laughing?” “Listen.” They both listened… and they heard a gruff voice saying in a singing voice that the more it snowed the more it went on snowing. Tiddely-pom. ~A.A.Milne