Dear all,
Can't really say more than has been written here. I am totally gutted, and I dare say like everyone who counted Robin as a part of their family, the loss is immeasurable.

I've always seen Catweazle as the "Winnie The Pooh" for our generation. And with that in mind, I remembered a poem written by A.A Milne. It's such a magical piece, I wanted to share it with everyone on this forum. To me. it resonates deeply with that moving final episode, of which Robin played so great a part in, and now seems even more poignant than before.

Spring Morning
BY
Alan Alexander (A. A.) Milne


Where am I going? I don't quite know.
Down to the stream where the king-cups grow-
Up on the hill where the pine-trees blow-
Anywhere, anywhere. I don't know.

Where am I going? The clouds sail by,
Little ones, baby ones, over the sky.
Where am I going? The shadows pass,
Little ones, baby ones, over the grass.

If you were a cloud, and sailed up there,
You'd sail on water as blue as air,
And you'd see me here in the fields and say:
"Doesn't the sky look green today?"

Where am I going? The high rooks call:
"It's awful fun to be born at all."
Where am I going? The ring-doves coo:
"We do have beautiful things to do."

If you were a bird, and lived on high,
You'd lean on the wind when the wind came by,
You'd say to the wind when it took you away:
"That's where I wanted to go today!"

Where am I going? I don't quite know.
What does it matter where people go?
Down to the wood where the blue-bells grow-
Anywhere, anywhere. I don't know.

That's lovely Si and I understand completely what you mean about Winnie the Pooh. The fun, the sentiment, the feeling, the innocence, the love - exactly the same.

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