Alice In Wonderland

 Hi everybody!  It's me, Ragnar!  As you know, the other day Maggie suggested that I tell the story of Alice In Wonderland.  Or as she put it, "Aventures d'Alice Au Pays Des Merveilles."  I thought it was a challenge worth accepting, and had a go at it.

"OK, um ... Aventures d'Alice Au Pays Des Merveilles ..."

Then I realized our copy of the book is in French.  I'm pretty sure I don't speak much French.  I was hoping there were a lot of pictures.

The book is definitely about a girl named Alice.  She goes on some kind of adventure and ...

"Oooh!  Bunny!"

... runs across some very different-looking characters.  That bun, for instance, looked like he plays trumpet in a jazz band or something.  Very odd.  I continued leafing through the book:

"GREAT DANE IN THE MORNING!  Look at the size of that cat!"

Sorry.  That cat was pretty freaky, I must say. No offense to any kit-cats out there.  He had this eerie grin on his face ... and his eyes follow you everywhere!

"That can't be right.  I need a better source.  Maybe an audible book!"

The whole "audible book" thing sounded like a great idea.  I listened to what I was pretty sure was like the Cliffs Notes version of Alice then reported back to Mags.

"OK, back me up here, Mom.
Alice trips out on some whacky mushrooms or something
and runs into all these weird creatures like a hookah-smoking caterpillar,
a huge bunny, an even bigger cat,
and a queen who's all 'off with her head!'.  Right?"
Mom:  "Umm ... well ..."
"Have you two been listening to 60s rock again?  Maybe a little Jefferson Airplane?"

"Maybe.  Right, Mom?"
Mom: "❤️❤️ Ragnar. ❤️❤️"

I think it's close enough.  And they all lived happily ever after.

Sköl!
Ragnar