Paddington bear comes from deepest, dark
Peru, whence he left his
aunt Lucy, who was living in the home for retired
bears, and ended up stranded in
Paddington station (hence the name), where he was found and adopted by the kindly couple Mr. and Mrs. Brown.
He is shy, and always wears a duffel coat, a big floppy red rain hat, and wellington boots. He most definitely likes his marmalade in chunks (and always gets quite sticky and makes a terrible mess), and his cocoa in a tin. Very many of his adventures involve him making a mess and riding on the train.
He has been 9 years old for almost 40 years now; the only change is that he seems recently to have developed a slight American accent, which makes me quite irate. It would be very unfair to compare him with Winnie the Pooh; but I like Paddington better. He isn't half the candy-ass Pooh is.