Wonderings on a Tale of Tea Parties, Gingerbread and Mysteries

It was a beautifully sunny day and Agatha ChrisTEA had decided to pay her dear friends Earl and Lady Grey a visit.  

  

They were so happy to see Agatha and tea was set up in Lady Grey’s sitting room, complete with an Apple sponge cake.

All of a sudden a kerfuffle was heard at the door and in walked a gypsy woman!

“Oh I say” exclaimed Lord Grey  “How did you get in here?  What do you want?”

"My name is Gypsy Rose Tea and your fortunes I shall tell, the tea leaves are my guide and good luck is what I sell."

Gypsy Rose Tea picked up one of the empty cups and looked at in intently, slowly starting to frown.

“The leaves do not look good and bad vibes are in the air, they show me times of murder, darkness and despair.”

 Suddenly a Lady Grey let out a piercing scream “AAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRGGGGGHHHHHH look, OH NO, look.”

The party all turned towards her and gasped, for lying on the floor, headless was the ginger bread man.

“Oh no”  Lady Grey sobbed "Not the gingerbread man, who would do such a thing?  Where is his head?"

Now Agatha thought herself a bit of an amateur sleuth and she knew exactly what to do in this kind of situation.  “Right well we must all keep calm and look for clues.  I know that I didn’t eat the gingerbread man head so I shall interview you all."

“Earl Grey I shall start with you.”

"Where were you at the time of the murder?"

"You know where I was, I was in the sitting room listening to the Gypsy woman.  I didn’t take the gingerbread head, can’t stand the things, By Jove."

Lady Grey was next.

“Now dear, take a deep breath and try to remember what you can.”

 

“Well Agatha, dear, I was sat next to you listening to the Gypsy lady when I heard a noise from behind me, I looked around and that was when I saw the body.  I really can’t bear it, I was saving it for us to share, it certainly wasn’t me, I always start with the legs."

Gypsy Rose Tea wasn’t able to offer any further help either.

 “I told you that it was in the tea leaves, I warned you this would happen.”

Hummmm, Agatha addressed the rest of the group.  "Well clearly it is none of us here, let us go back to the gingerbread man and see if there is something we have missed."

“A Ha!  What is this? There are crumbs on the floor.”  They all looked excitedly round at each other, this tea party was far more interesting than they had expected.

 

“Where do they lead?  We must follow them.”

They followed the crumbs outside and over to the mushroom patch.

As they got closer they could see that a figure was sitting amongst the mushrooms.  It was an elf.

An elf who had a gingerbread head in his hands.

 “It was you, naughty elf!  You stole the gingerbread head.”  The Elf, who was indeed rather naughty, quickly lept down and ran off, clutching the gingerbread head tightly and laughing.

The group, happy that the mystery had been solved, and not really bothered about the loss of one gingerbread man head after all, went back inside to finish there tea.

Later that evening when Agatha ChrisTEA was back home she started to write the tale of the Headless Gingerbread man down, she had decided that, with a few embellishments of course, it would make a wonderful mystery novel, she might even try and get it published.

The End

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 I hope you enjoyed my mad tea party with my teacup people.  I've decided that this would be an ideal time to have my first giveway!  The giveaway consists of a teacup (maybe for a teacup person?), a wooden mushroom (a miniature version of the ones the elf was found in) and a little flower fairy.

All you need to do is leave a comment and let me know you'd like to be entered into the draw and I'll add your name to the hat.  Oh and please make sure that I have a way to contact you if you win.

Big thanks to Vanessa at A Fanciful Twist for holding such wonderful Tea Parties.  Sooooo looking forward to seeing what everybody has come up with this year.

Much love

R xxxx