This is a post for Pooh-talk. All my arguments can be found in the ‘Brexit Wins’ post here.
Pooh clambered out of the hole into the sunshine and looked around him at the bright blue sky. Although he’d been told many times that he was a bear of very little brain, he knew he was a bear of very big heart. And he was brave. Like the time he’d helped save his friends from the great flood, and the time he’d discovered the North Pole.
He smiled to himself as Tigger bounced out bouncily, blinking in the light, followed by Kanga with Roo at her side, the others peeking their heads out, looking at the great forest beyond.
“It’s going to be a grand day,” he said to his friends as Christopher Robin rushed to greet him. “For Tao is a Pooh-ist.”
