Prologue"In that direction," said the Cat, waving it's right paw round, "lives a Hatter. In that direction," Waving the other paw, "lives the March Hare. Visit either one you like; they're both mad.""But I don't want to go among mad people!" Alice remarked."Oh you can't help that." said the Cat. "We're all mad here. I'm mad..you're mad...""How do you know I'm mad?!""You must be...or you wouldn't have come here....."Eight years ago a little girl in blue fell down a rabbit-hole and found herself 'in a world of her own.' A world where neither time nor sense had any bearing and snappily dressed mice lived in sugar caddies. After a series of rather confusing adventures the ever-curious child found her way - pardon, the QUEEN'S way - back to the drab and sensible reality from which she had come. Drab indeed!She grew up (as children are wont to do) in a prim and proper English household. Lessons! Manners! Propriety! Don't do that...don't do this..don't laugh so hard, it's not ladylike...don'