And Really, It Wasn’t Much Good Having

This Writing Business. Pencils And What-not. Over-rated, If You Ask Me. Silly Stuff. Nothing In It.

I Suppose That By This Time They Had Finished Their Dressing. Roger Scurvilegs Tells Us Nothing On Such Important Matters; No Doubt From Modesty. "next Morning They Rose," He Says, And Disappoints Us Of A Picture Of Udo Brushing His Hair.

Tell The Innocent Visitor From Another World That Two People Were Killed At Serajevo, And That The Best That Europe Could Do About It Was To Kill Eleven Million More.

Supposing A Tree Fell Down, Pooh, When We Were Underneath It?' 'supposing It Didn't,' Said Pooh After Careful Thought. Piglet Was Comforted By This.

So Perhaps The Best Thing To Do Is To Stop Writing Introductions And Get On With The Book.