The Irish Tales

Chapter Nine


"T’was brilling and the slithey toves, did gyre and gimble in the wabe," muttered Patsy under her breath, as she and Jay sailed through the bible black night, towards the kennels of the Berkeley Hunt.
"All mimsy were the borogroves and the mome raths outgrabe…"

"Latin, I suppose," muttered Jay as she hung on for dear life.
"Nope. Just words of wisdom from a more whimsical age," replied Patsy as she ...

Chapter Eight.

(The Hound Who Wouldn’t Sing.)
　
One fine, furry night, when the moon was full and the mice were even fuller, having raided the grain store at old man Cooper’s place, Jay and Patsy were deep in conversation about the Berkely Hunt and puppy walking and other such arcane but fascinating details.

On the bedside table, sat two large fairy cakes, with a nice slice of cherry on top of each.
They were once two ugly, slimy monsters who ...

Chapter Seven


So…there we were : Patsy looming over the Fox, Jay right by her shoulder and Tina next to her, muttering sotto voce : "Red Herring ? Red Herring ?"

"Red herring ?" squeaked the Fox, suddenly a little perturbed, a little less arrogant and – to be honest – suddenly sounding just a little scared.

Patsy opened her mouth and show her teeth : this is what passes for a Scaremonster grin.
"A red herring, indeed, ...

Chapter Six

(The Fox Who Stood and Thought.)


One fine evening, when she was supposed to be tucked up in bed, Jay was wandering through the copse next to the gravel pit, talking nonsense to Patsy, whilst taking an occasional snuffle of her raggie and wondering if her absence was noticed at home.

She was about to mention this to the Scaremonster, when Patsy halted abruptly and held up a hoof.
"Look," she whispered and pointed at a large ...

Chapter 5


Now. I think it’s time I explained to you the difference between "good" monsters and "bad" monsters.

You must listen carefully, for what I am about to tell you could mean the difference between a good night’s sleep and..well, a not so good night’s sleep.

A "bad" monster is, quite simply, a monster who is terribly ugly and smelly and blames little children for his uglyness and smellyness.
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