“I just don’t understand, Piglet,” said Pooh.
“What’s that, old pal?”
“Well, why do we have to have Mondays? They’re just so… unnecessary.”
Piglet mused on the question for a moment, his tiny ears wobbling up and down with concentration as he thought.
“Well,” he said, after some consideration. “I suppose, that if we didn’t have Mondays…well, Fridays wouldn’t be so ruddy marvellous, would they?”
“Oh Piglet,” said Pooh. “You really are the Best Pig of Greatest Brain that I have ever met. Now, can we go and celebrate the marvellousness of Fridays with gin and takeaway?”
“Too bloody right we can,” said Piglet. “Too bloody right.”
