Me, Maryna Hyde and a white rabbit (or: Daisy-chains ‘R’ Us)
I’m totally with the White Rabbit today:
‘So she was considering, in her own mind (as well as she could, for the hot day made her feel very sleepy and stupid), whether the pleasure of making a daisy-chain would be worth the trouble of getting up and picking the daisies, when suddenly a White Rabbit with pink eyes ran close by her. There was nothing so very remarkable in that; nor did Alice think it so very much out of the way to hear the Rabbit say to itself “Oh dear! Oh dear! I shall be too late!”‘
By the way, if you needed proof that old Lewis Carroll was just a eeny-meeny-minuscule strange, I’d suggest that the writer having a little girl ask herself if being part of a daisy-chain ‘would be worth the trouble’ might serve as part of any case for the prosecution.
Anyway, like that poor rabbit, I am late – and shall be much too late, if I don’t put this column to bed, tout de suite.
So, I will have to leave you with this small but utterly delightful quote from one of Marina Hyde’s columns.
I’m with her, all the way – meaning me, Marina and the rabbit are off, right now. Here’s that quote, and a link to her column, of course:
“Lol!!” – normally the seal-honk of the internet’s least self-aware halfwits.
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