The Hatter

by Greg Gilbert

Date: December 2018    Country:   UK

The Hatter

Hatters are indigenous to the Caucasus mountains where they roam in small packs harvesting the Hollymolly root growing in certain of the range’s valleys. Their name comes from an 18th Century legend: allegedly, after witnessing one of their own shot by a Cossack infantryman, a group of Hatters stole several of the regiment’s hats believing them to be relatives.  But upon finding out the truth, the Hatters repurposed the stolen headwear as pouches for their infants, a tradition continuing into the modern day.  Whatever the truth, it is not uncommon for Hatter raiding parties to ransack the shops of milliners who ply their trade in local villages.  Although shy creatures, their song can often be heard echoing amongst the rocks of the Caucasus, a sound that residents describe as a cross between a detuned radio and a back-firing milk float.

This Hatter now lives in the fields in Bowdleflodeland and works for the Queen as her favourite ‘ scarecrow’

He helps keep the crops from being eaten by naughty Bowdlebunnies who are really scared of him.  He also frightens all the birds away when the seeds have just been sown.