It was a frosty day in the Hundred Acre Wood and Pooh and Piglet were going for a walk. The grass and the last few fallen leaves were all shiny where they’d frozen and made a very satisfying crunchy sound as the two friends tramped through them.

Piglet wore his special hat and scarf which Kanga had knitted for him for Christmas. It was like an earflap hat, only the flaps were extra long so he could wrap them round his neck. It was perfect, as normal scarves were always too long and he ended up tripping over the ends of them.

Kanga had knitted Pooh a woolly hat which he was wearing. Suddenly he stopped as he felt his head grow much colder. He turned round. “Oy!” he said. “Give that back to me!” And reaching up he retrieved his hat from a low tree branch, which had grabbed it. Relieved of the hat, the branch shot upwards and released a shower of icy drops onto Pooh’s head. “Hmph!” said Pooh.

They continued walking and soon reached the small pond, which had iced over. Some of Rabbit’s friends and relations were skating on it.

“Do you want to have a go?” Pooh asked Piglet.

“Oh, no thank you,” Piglet squeaked. “I’d be sure to fall over. I’d much rather stay over here. Do you want to try?”

Pooh considered and then said, “I’m not sure how thick the ice is. Rabbit’s friends and relations are all quite small and I might break through the ice and then what would happen to my lovely hat?” He looked up at the sky. “Besides which, I think it must be time for a little something. If we call in on Kanga I’m sure she will have something we can have.”

“What a good idea,” Piglet said. “And we can tell her how useful her presents have been and how the tree tried to steal your hat.”

And paw-in-paw they took the path to Kanga’s house, crunching happily as they went.