[John Whitworth]

The trouble is that any synopsis of Three Men in a Suitable Boy would be otiose.

[Brian Allgar]

Well, I've had a stab at it, but the title remains the best part.

Bleak House at Pooh Corner

Sir Leicester Dedlock buys the Hundred-Acre Wood and decides to evict the residents.

Piglet becomes a ward in Chancery, but refuses to meet his lawyer as he is afraid that a Tulkinghorn may be something like a Heffalump, only fiercer.

Eeyore is forced to go to work as a crossing-sweeper, and complains bitterly of the wear and tear on his tail.

Inspector Bucket, one of the first detectives in English fiction, is called in when one of Pooh’s jars of honey is stolen, but fails to solve the mystery.

Ironically, the solution lies in a heap of papers hoarded by the illiterate Krook, who is bounced by Tigger and dies of spontaneous combustion.

Wol has spelling lessons with a tutor called Baynham Badger, a character thought to have strayed in from another book.

At the end of the novel, we learn that Christopher Robin is Lady Dedlock’s long-lost illegitimate child.

[Adrian Fry]

Brian, don't you find that writing a synopsis rather than an extract makes this assignment especially difficult? There's something about it that simply sucks the life out of the joke.

[Brian Allgar]

Exactly so, Adrian. Extracts are much more enjoyable. Synopses baffle my synapses.

[Rob Stuart]

What about 'To the Lighthouse at Pooh Corner', Brian?

[Rob Stuart]

Watership Down and Out in Paris and London

When a young rabbit called Fiver experiences a terrifying apocalyptic vision of the future he flees his home for Paris where he initially manages to scrape a meagre living as a lapine teacher to French kittens. However, this work soon dries up and fiver, now penniless and starving, is forced into accepting a job as an éplucheur at a local carrot restaurant. He finds the long hours and barbaric conditions there unendurable, so he ups sticks and moves to London where he lives as a 'gentlerabbit of the road', begging scraps of lettuce, moving from one Salvation Army warren to another and falling in for a time with a myxamatosed pavement artist.

[John Whitworth]

Breakfast at Tiffanys and the Naked Lunch?

[Rob Stuart]

Do it, John!