The Mad Hatter: Have I gone mad?
Alice: I’m afraid so. You’re entirely bonkers. But I’ll tell you a secret. All the best people are.
A tiny finger-sized bird the colour of a frothy cappuccino is making a nest outside my bedroom window. She wakes me up at the crack of dawn every morning with her bright warbles, tapping on the glass, as if to say will you wake up and watch me!? Then she drops into such a fast dive that the first time I saw it happen, I gasped and laughed out l