Sometimes I feel like an Alice who, just having emerged from the rabbit hole, discovers herself in the garden facing a man with twinkling eyes and a smiling face. Before him is a simple pot of tea and some beautifully stable tea cups.
I am thirsty for the tea, but my time with the Mad Hatter has made me fearful that time is running backwards and at any moment the Queen of Hearts will jump out, back handing me into the rabbit hole I just came out of.
Taking a tentative step forward I curtsey and ask if I might sit down. The man nods towards the small footstool nearby, indicating that I should join him. As he picks up the pot and pours the tea into the cups, I notice that it has an incredible aroma and I ask him where it comes from.
He says it is simply grown on a bush and then dried out and bagged up to make a tea anyone is able to purchase and drink. I lift the cup to my lips, but just before I take a sip, I think I hear the purring of an invisible cat! Dropping the cup, watching it shatter against the flagstones I am horrified. I am sure I will be punished by the Queen for leaving the hole and the man for breaking his cup.
But he simply reaches down and glues it back together, pours me another cup of tea and hands it to me. Looking up at him I see he is still smiling patiently and I smile back
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