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103 pages, Hardcover
First published October 1, 1999
Hebblethwaite and Hopwood,This is probably only for Milne fans, and only a select few of them. I had a couple of twinges of “don’t ruin THAT one too” as I read this book. But these are generally in good spirit and amusing.
Fothergill and Fenn
And Bob Stanford-Dingley
Are five grown men . . .
And all of them are ogling
Our barmaid, Jen.
Where am I going? I don't quite know.The man says:
What does it matter where people go?
Down to the wood where the blue-bells grow-
Anywhere, anywhere. I don't know.
Is there anywhere left, now the world is so small,But don't get the impression that the book is all gloom and doom. This sombre piece is an anomaly. Most of the poems are quirky and funny.
That hasn't been ruined by touristic sprawl?
Perhaps we should sit here and watch the night fall,
And get ready to make the last journey of all.
The EndChristopher Matthew's rejoinder to this is:
When I was One,
I had just begun.
When I was Two,
I was nearly new.
When I was Three,
I was hardly me.
When I was Four,
I was not much more.
When I was Five,
I was just alive.
But now I am six,
I'm as clever as clever
So I think I'll be six now
Forever and ever.
Life
When I was One
The War had begun.
When I was Ten
It was wartime again.
When I was Twenty
I thought I knew plenty.
When I was Thirty
I liked to be flirty.
When I was Forty
I got rather sporty.
When I was Fifty
I got rather thrifty.
But now that I am Sixty, I've got to confess
That more often than not, I couldn't care less.