The Chronic Tale of Naania and the Whitewash Witch

Featuring
susan peasepudding
peter intherpot
edmund deadmanslegg
lucy tapioca
eustace bangersandsmash
polly plumpudding
puddleglum raki

and introducing

aslan kleftico
tumnus stifado
beaverage tsigariasto
reepicheep kalitsounia

and co-starring
jadis xoriatiki

all served with lashings of corporal punishment

The children blundered through breakfast like it was a the portal to
another world. "Let's go play in the labyrinth" cried Peter, throwing
caution to the wind. Lucy managed to catch the poor cat (for caution was
its name), and meekly followed Susan and Edmund out of the big old
classical portico into the giant maze that filled the whole front
garden.

"Look out for any escaped bulls", Professor King shouted after them,
with a sly grin. "And mind you keep note of the way back - you can use
the old lampost and broken down taxi as landmarks" added his wife.

It was far too late as the cavelcade had moved beyond earshot, and were
now thoroughly lost in the maze. 

"I'm sure it wasn;t this cold when we left the palazzo" mused susan,
pulling together some makeshift cloaks for all of them made from myrtle
tree branches drawn from the tunnel walls. "What can that be, ahead of
us?" she asked.
"Let's go see" exclaimed Edmund, excitedly. "It looks like a Tulgy Wood,
with snowtrails and mysterious riverways and lions and tigers and
bears", he continued - he certainly was widely read.

As they wended their way into the wild wood, susan suddenly said
"Where's lucy?". "That dratted girl and her darn cat", cursed Peter.
"I'll go back and look for her" offered Eustace, who suddenly appeared
from behind a lampost, unexectedly.
"Thank you" replied Peter, condescendingly, and turned to lead the
others on.

As they prceeded they became aware of the sound of tinkling water, and,
rounding a sharp corner between two giant sycamore trees, they were
confronted with the amazing sight of a huge dam, across a largely frozen
river. The tinkling appeard to come from someone, or rather, some thing
that was cutting a whole in the ice and tapping its piple, whilst
lowering a fishing line into the dark water beneath. This was Mr
Tsigariasto, the first native that the children were to meet in this new
land. "You'll be looking for the lord Kleftiko, no doubt" the Beaverage
observed. "Who is he or it?", asked the wide eyed Edmund, astonished at
a speaking animal, despite being one. "Oh, he's lionized all around
here" was all the response he would get.

Meanwhile, further back int he dark, Lucy and Caution had been found not
just by Eustace, but also by a Mr Stifado, who was clearly a dear, and
had bought them to his small oven warm abode and was making them some
chamomile tea, with only the smallest shot of raki, for puddleglum, his
friend, was very happy to stand in as mixologist for the party.