Christopher Robin Milne's stuffed bear, originally named " Edward ", was renamed " Winnie-the-Pooh " after a Canadian black bear named Winnie ( after Winnipeg ), which was used as a military mascot in World War I, and left to London Zoo during the war.

Christopher Robin Milne's own toys are now under glass in New York.

Several of Milne's children's poems were set to music by the composer Harold Fraser-Simson.

After Milne's death in 1956, his widow sold her rights to the Pooh characters to the Walt Disney Company, which has made many Pooh cartoon movies, a Disney Channel television show, as well as Pooh-related merchandise.

* Two People ( 1931 ) ( Inside jacket claims this is Milne's first attempt at a novel.

The 1963 film The King's Breakfast was based on Milne's poem of the same name.

A. Milne's profile at Just-Pooh. com

Shepard modelled Pooh not on the toy owned by Christopher Robin, Milne's son, but on " Growler ", a stuffed bear owned by his own son.

A. Milne's Winnie-the-Pooh stories, is cuddly and likable.

* October 14 – Alan Alexander Milne's book Winnie-the-Pooh is released.

A. Milne's poem " In the dark ", in Now We Are Six, has been noted for its emulation of crib talk, a form of monologue word play used by infants to practice phonology, syntax and conversation skills

A. Milne's Winnie-the-Pooh books and the Disney spin-offs

A. Milne's book The House at Pooh Corner.

Like other Pooh characters, Tigger is based on one of Christopher Robin Milne's stuffed animals.

Like most of the characters in Winnie-the-Pooh, Tigger was based on one of Christopher Robin Milne's stuffed animals, in this case a stuffed-toy tiger.

The first took place during the 1930s, triggered by Dingle's criticism of E. A. Milne's cosmological model and the associated theoretical methodology, which Dingle considered overly speculative and not based on empirical data.

A. Milne's The Red House Mystery ( 1922 ), by the author of the Winnie the Pooh books.

A. Milne's own son, Christopher Robin Milne, who in later life became unhappy with the use of his name, writing in one of a series of autobiographical works: " It seemed to me almost that my father had got where he was by climbing on my infant shoulders, that he had filched from me my good name and left me nothing but empty fame ".

He is somewhat less caustic and sarcastic in the Disney version than in Alan Milne's original stories.

Now he saw that both the man and woman were moving slowly and irregularly, staggering, as if they found it a struggle to remain on their feet.

Now there's nothin left of me.

Now they were riding to kill him.

Now dammit, I don't want to go into any more explanations.

Now under me I could see him for what he really was, a boy dressed up in streaks of paint.

Now, here was something of obvious importance to me, yet when I reached for the tickets he snatched them away from my hand.

Now, Mis-ter McBride '', said Lord, and he laid a firmly restraining hand on the field boss's arm.

Now, he could only play the last card in what was probably the world's coldest deck.

`` Now, listen '' -- Macklin began.

Brannon said, `` Now the key to the lockup, Marshal ''.

Then, as Macklin obeyed: `` Now let's go out back ''.

Now turn around so I can see your face ''.

Now start talking.

Now let's make sure they're Japs ''.

`` Now, Sweeneys, now.

Now, he was just in the late poems of Holderlin and therefore had most of the nineteenth century before him -- plus next semester's class preparation.

Now and then, the glistening side of a half-swamped object showed as it swept past.

Now he broke them open, hoping a good meal might lessen this depression crushing Hettie.

Now, roaring up in great oily clouds of smoke and flames, the fierce heat quickly drove us to the stern where we huddled like suffocating sheep, not knowing what to do.

Now we peered anxiously for any speck of land in the Pacific, for this interminable bailing would have to stop soon.

Now, she just sat there looking at him, without an expression except concern for him.

Now he was going to show how much he knew.

Now it did not occur to him even to wonder whether it was wise for Robinson to dive again: Rob was his boy, the kid he had rescued from the streets, the object of his pride.

Now I wish to enter the American market, where the competition is very strong.

Now, in that same cabin, Robinson fell to his knees beside a bunk.