Tell Us a Story, Alice!

“Let the party begin.” The Mad Hatter grinned as he poured tea in Alice’s cup. “Tell us a story.”

        She took a biscuit. “I’m afraid I don’t know one.”

        “Off with her head,” the March Hare said.

        “How dreadfully savage!” She glanced over at the Doormouse. “Your friend is asleep.”

        The Hatter poured tea on the Doormouse’s nose.

        It shook its head and said, “Tell us a story.”

        She began: “Once there was a White Rabbit.”

        ”White Rabbit?” The Hatter frowned. “It seems to me, we had something to do immediately, or just after dessert, I can’t quite remember now.”

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        Ireland!

        It was the trip of my dreams. One more off my bucket list. It’s gorgeous and green, the land of potatoes and castles. I’d already toured several, but this one was different. Tourists were able to touch the tapestries, sit on chairs, even lie on the beds.

        I stood in the kitchen fascinated with the assortment of pots and cauldrons. One large iron pot in particular. What had they cooked in it? As I put my hand on the handle, I was transported back hundreds of years. I smelled trouble and looked in the pot.

        The porridge had burned.

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