Wynn Alice in Tone Town

And it came to pass in the summer of 2010 that storyteller Wynn Alice walked the highways and byways collecting and telling Transition Tales with people up and down our green land. One sunny August day, Wynn Alice followed a canal towards a town that wasn’t too big, nor too small, that named itself Tone Town for the river that ran through it. And the people of Tone Town met Wynn Alice on her journey and took her to the Meeting House of the Friends where a gathering sat by the light of candles to hear her tales. She spoke of many wonderous things that she had encountered on her journey: of carnivals and lacey knickers, of giant tomatoes and tiny tomatoes, of tiddlywinks and collapsing pianos. She spoke of gifts that she took from one town to another, of welcomes and feasts, of flipflops in mud and sun and most importantly of all, she spoke of Having Fun. And once her tale was done, the people of Tone Town – and a couple of their friends from further afield – took it in their turn to tell tales of their own Transition lives. They spoke of doubting Thomases and hot water, of the Council that could have been a mean lion but was instead a cuddly bear, of vegetables and values, and how groups up and down the town were now Transitioning Together.

And Wynn Alice gave a gift of a cloth bag and book, made in the town of Bradford on Avon and carried by her to Tone Town. And the people of Tone Town gave her a sock doll made by someone Pixieish to take to her next town. Then everyone ate and ate of good food grown in our gardens and gathered from our hedgerows and all in all a wondrous, happy and very lovely time was had. The storyteller’s visit will stay with the people of Tone Town for no one who can walk so far, in flipflops, Having Fun, could ever, ever be forgotten!