The opening of The Tao of Pooh (Benjamin Hoff) says much about my state of mind in these pre-removal days. And it reminds me that humour is essential to balanced living.
“What's this you're writing?” asked Pooh, climbing onto the writing table.
“The Tao of Pooh,” I replied.
“The HOW of Pooh?” asked Pooh, smudging one of the words I had just written.
“The TAO of Pooh,” I replied, poking his paw away with my pencil.
“It seems more like the OW! of Pooh,” said Pooh, rubbing his paw.
“Well, it's not,” I replied huffily.
“What's it about?” asked Pooh, leaning forward and smearing another word.
“It's about how to stay happy and calm under all circumstances!” I yelled.
“Have you read it?” asked Pooh.
A bear after my own heart.