Hundred acre wood was becoming dull and I can't cope with the cold as Christopher Robbin only has a t-shirt for me, so I've decided to leave for a warmer climate! As we bears don't have pockets we are constantly losing our passports so I'm stowing away in some young lady's luggage. I think we are bound for Australia! Maybe I'll pop in and visit Kanga and Roo whilst I'm there, since immigration services had them deported many years ago.