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| Close by was a little table with the words DRINK ME written on the table in gold letters. At Castell Powis, near Welshpool, Powys, Wales. |
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| A tiny, tiny house belonging to little Alis and her family at Ceinws-- but who could live in a house so small? |
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| Clive Hicks Jenkins invites me to climb up and pass through a portal between two worlds-- one of them inhabited by strange beings. At Meri Wells's house. |
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| "'One side of what? The other side of what?' thought Alice to herself." In this case, it is one side of the portal. |
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| The other side of the portal. |
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| Dave Bonta, as curious as Alice (or Alis) at a tiny portal in the "amorphous shrubbery." Castell Powis. |
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| Look at that Bonta-tongue! (Click for a closer inspection...) Here I think Dave must be a Green Man, vomiting the vegetative world, as the Green Man does so often in medieval church carvings. |
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| Dave snug in the portal, content between worlds. |
