“Pooh,” cried Piglet, “do you know the way?” “No,” said Pooh. “But there are twelve pots of honey in my cupboard, and they’ve been calling me for hours. If nobody says anything except those twelve pots, I shall know where they’re coming from.” ~A.A.Milne #listen #MondayMotivation

They all felt awkward and unhappy suddenly, because it was a sort of good-bye they were saying, and they didn’t want to think about it. So they stood around, and waited for somebody else to speak, and they nudged each other, and said “Go on.” ~A.A.Milne #backtoschool

“Do you know what this is?” “No,” said Piglet. “It’s an A.” “Oh.” “Not O - A,” said Eeyore severely. “Can’t you HEAR, or do you think you have more education than Christopher Robin? He said it was an A, and an A it is - until somebody treads on it.” ~A.A.Milne #BackToSchool

Hola Bilbao ☔️

“Come on, stick! Stick, stick, stick!” Piglet got very excited because his was the only one which had been seen, and that meant he was winning. “Are you sure it’s mine?” squeaked Piglet. “Yes, because it’s grey. A big grey one. Here it comes!” And out floated Eeyore. ~A.A.Milne

"Loves that thrive on absence, on lack of return, or worse, on harm, are unkillable, Father." Rachel O'Connell performs Sinéad Morrissey's "& Forgive Us Our Trespasses" in our new film series featuring recent RADA (Royal Academy of Dramatic Art) graduates. brinkerhoffpoetry.org/poems/forgive-…

A Norwegian walks into a bar #Lars

He looked up at his clock, which had stopped at five minutes to eleven some weeks ago. “Nearly eleven o'clock,” said Pooh happily. “You're just in time for a little smackerel of something,” and he put his head into the cupboard. ~A.A.Milne #SaturdayMotivation #elevenses

“Sometimes I liked the rain. Little by little the level of the water in the stream rose. And now I hoped it would go on raining, and that I would wake up to find it coming down hard. Perhaps I ought to put on Wellington boots and go and see what was happening.” ~C.R.Milne #rain

Rabbit began to feel that it was time he took command. “Now, Pooh,” he said, “when I say ‘Now!’ You can drop it. Eeyore, when I say ‘Now!’ Pooh will drop his stone.” “Thank you very much, Rabbit, but I expect I shall know.” ~A.A.Milne #Mondaymotivation

Today’s view in the Picos 🏔️

Delighted to be attending Children in NI Exploring School Avoidance event in Cookstown to hear from parents about experiences, school engagement, support and strategies to feed into new NI Children & Young People’s Plan 24-27 #Partnership #improvingoutcomes

Excellent example today of a positive, collaborative approach to a complex issue, thanks to all at Parentline NI and Parent Participation Team for organising this event on school avoidance and for the opportunity to provide a policy perspective Children in NI

Amazing Asturias ⛰️

Pooh wandered into the Hundred Acre Wood, and was standing in front of what had once been Owl’s House. It didn’t look at all like a house now; it looked like a tree which had been blown down; and as soon as a house looks like that, it is time to find another one. ~A.A.Milne #wind

Owl sat on a branch of Piglet’s tree to comfort him, and told him a very long story about an aunt who had once laid a seagull’s egg by mistake, and the story went on and on and on, until Piglet, who was listening out of his window, went to sleep quietly and naturally. ~A.A.Milne

Magnificent Cares Gorge ⛰️

Pooh hadn’t seen Christopher Robin about so much lately. Not in the mornings. Before breakfast, yes. And then, perhaps, “See you again, Pooh,” and off he’d go. “That’s just it,” said Rabbit. “Where?” “Perhaps he’s looking for something.” “What?” ~A.A.Milne #School #fridaymorning

The fir-cone jerked out of his paw into the river. “Bother,” said Pooh, as it floated slowly under the bridge. It was a peaceful sort of day, so he lay down and looked at the river, and it slipped slowly away beneath him… and there was his fir-cone slipping away too. ~A.A.Milne

Rabbit never minded saying things again, so he asked where he should begin from; and Pooh said from the moment when the fluff got in his ear, and Rabbit asked when that was, and Pooh said he didn’t know because he hadn’t heard properly. ~A.A.Milne #MondayMotivation