It's time. It's here. Let's have some fun. But before we get started.
I thought we would have a little tea and snack ourselves, before heading over to Vanessa's. Earl Grey is my favorite and these ginger hearts are delish. Let me get you a cup. And keep that Hare out of the butter. Or is it Hair. Well it's the same thing isn't it? A hare has hair. One must say what they mean and mean what they say. Or at least that is what the Hatter always says. Let me show you what I made to wear.
It's a hat. My Mad Party Hat.
The red poppies? Oh, I'm not sure. I think I got confused. They are from another story about a girl in a blue and white pinafore that gets lost in a magical land. But she had the most gorgeous shoes. To die for. And yikes. I think someone did. Can you say "melting"? But I digress. I'm sorry what did you say? Mr. Hatter, please stop singing, "Twinkle, twinkle little bat so loudly, I can't hear!". Now, do go on.
Oh you want to see it closer, of course. Here you go.
I think it was "Twinkle, twinkle little bat" that got Mr. Hatter in trouble in the fast place. Something about Murdering Time, I think. And they've been cross with each other ever since. Pity. And Poor Alice, she does look board doesn't she?
Someone will have to tell a story. Maybe that will perk her up. Do wake the Dormouse and see if he will tell us a tale. Oh! Watch for his tail. It's almost in the butter.
What's that? He's still asleep...and muttering about "M's"? Bless him. We will just let him sleep. We really must be going. Or we will be late. And I hate being late.
Well, we had better dash. I'm sure Vanessa has "much of a muchness" going on. I can't wait to see. What? The Hare and the Hatter are trying to put the Dormouse into the Tea Pot? The Cheshire Cat is in the butter? Oh leave them to it. I think Alice has already left and so should we. Let me grab my hat and let's go.
Let's go to the party!