20 MARCH 1964, Page 18

CHRISTOPHER ROBIN

SIR,—Ref. Quoodle's Tailpiece last week . .

I invite your correction, but Miss Parker did not, I think, fwow up on account of C. Robin (whom, incidentally, I remember in real life as being quite a' hit senior to myself at Stowe, where he was an extraordinarily accomplished schoolboy mathema- tician and the most dulcet of songbirds), but upon being exposed for the first time to the lethal whimsy of a stage production of Peter Pan.

This was, in any case, the play that I have always understood Mr. Agate to have reviewed contem- poraneously through the medium of a vivaciously argued essay in defence of the asocial brusquerie of the late King Herod's technique in the management of regional politics.