Queen of Tarts

Background

MADOOREE in the human world, and KARA the guardian in the world of Klim and Marec Meet the cat of two worlds.

Nosy Madooree finds the new magical world at the back of Denis' untidy cupboard!

A new concept in storytelling for children of all ages. Teaches us all, as it combines myths, classical characters from children’s literature, with real world scientific facts.

Madooree "a la Kara" is the problem solver in the World of Klim & Marec, with some of those answers are in her green backpack!

A series of short stories. Madooree a la Kara is the central character in a parallel fantasy world. Where there are many interesting characters, such as Mr. Bleep Bleep, the BACTY people, Chieftain Humpty Dumpty of the land of eggs, the land of Crockery and Cutlery, Moon, and a huge cow named Matilda. The world is full of interesting and educational meaning for young minds. As the series unfolds more characters will be introduced into this truly magical world of Klim and Marec. Little poems and nursery rhymes will be the themes to each short story.

Mr. Bleep Bleep looks like a mobile phone. However, his resemblance to a mobile phone is subjective, as he also has a body which is smartly dressed in a business suit together with arms and legs. His serious face shines from the oblong shaped screen, which looks like a mobile phone. He always wears a huge stovepipe hat on his mobile phone like head, and he always carries under his arms a clipboard, and in one hand a pen. He is forever scribbling on the clipboard, in a very serious and efficient manner, and continuously mutters to himself, or anybody that will listen.

Bleep, bleep, ting, bleep… “More orders! Happy Customers. And Happy Customers, means more orders!”

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“There is a thief amongst us!” Mr. Bleep Bleep said accusingly.

“Who is the that?” enquired Kara guardian of the world of Klim and Marec.

“That’s your job to find out!” Mr. Bleep Bleep said with a demanding, agitated but authoritative voice. He was clearly frustrated and concerned with his sudden announcement as he appeared in front of Kara as she entered the World of Klim and Marec through the back of Denis’ untidy cupboard.

“Okay – now calm down for moment and kindly explain what has happened.” Kara said with soothing motherly voice.

“Someone is stealing tarts from the Land of Tarts!” Mr. Bleep Bleep started to explain.

“Hurry, and follow me, before the Queen and King of England find out!” He waved to Kara to follow and continued to explain as they walked towards the Land of Tarts.

“The Land of Tarts has the most delicious fruit tarts. Which are delivered to my very special, special customers. Very special customers. The most special of all special customers. The fruit tarts are by order of the King and Queen of England. On her or his majesties order from the Land of Tarts, and then on special delivery to their palaces.” Mr. Bleep Bleep said proudly.

“If we don’t find the culprit, and the person or persons who is stealing the tarts. We, you are I, Kara, we will be locked up in the royal dungeon, never to see the light of day, ever again!” Mr. Bleep Bleep cried out in a melodramatic way.

Kara had never seen Mr. Bleep Bleep so concerned about the situation. Ever.

Unusually the normal serious expression shown by Mr. Bleep Bleep; the look-a-like mobile phone.

Always muttering.

“Bleep, bleep, ting, bleep… “More orders! Happy Customers. And Happy Customers, means more orders!”

Was missing. It was replaced by concern and panic.

“We must go immediately to the Land of Tarts and find the thief” Mr. Bleep Bleep had already turned and started walking in the direction of the Land of Tarts expecting Kara to follow carrying he green backpack, which contained every solution for every single problem in the parallel world of Klim and Marec.

On the journey to the Land of Tarts, Mr. Bleep Bleep started to describe the people who lived in the small valley of the Land of Tarts, with its strange-looking small cottage shaped like an old boot, with a large brick chimney endlessly pouring out smoke like a steam engine.

He started by clarifying the truth behind the myth of the famous character in the children’s story, the Queen of Tarts. Firstly, she is no queen, and she has never ruled over any vast kingdom of people or tarts, for that matter. In fact, he asked Kara to picture a rotund; plump sweet and kind lady, who does not rule and oversee any realm, except her own motherly realm which includes numerous children. Countless children. There are so many, she has lost count, nonetheless all the children receive equal care and attention from the Queen of Tarts. She lives in small cottage shaped like an old well-worn boot, with a large chimney which endlessly coughs up smoke like a steam train, puffing out grey or black smoke, in all seasons, and all-weather conditions. Except in the world of Klim and Marec, there is only one weather condition – endless blue skies, like the painted backdrop scenery on a theatre stage.

The reason for the continuous smoking chimney, every day and night: the old lady is always cooking, always preparing delicious fruit tarts. By appointment to the King and Queen of England.

The land around the boot shaped cottage belongs to the Land of Tarts, fruit tarts with so many delicious flavours. Delicious fruit tarts eaten by the royal family, approved by the royal family with their special seal of approval. Surrounding the small cottage shaped like a boot are many squat bushes where the final cooling process of the Queen of Tarts bakery takes place. Each fruit tart is placed delicately of the strong bush branches to cool to perfection under the clear blue skies of the world of Klim and Marec.

The old lady named the Queen of Tarts was helped by her many children, as there was a lot of preparation needed to prepare the delicious fruit tarts, especially the fruit tarts prepared for monarchy. First, make the pastry mix of flour, water, eggs and milk, rolling out the pastry to precise measurements for the tart crust. Then adding the secret ingredients of fruit and cream, and fruit glaze, and finally the important cooling process by placing the freshly baked fruit tarts on the bushes surrounding the house shaped like a boot.

Unfortunately, there was one boy named Jack who never helped his mother with the preparation, he was idle by nature and never helped anyone. A selfish naughty boy.

Kara and Mr. Bleep Bleep were greeted in the Land of Tarts by all the excited children, they were overjoyed in seeing Kara, the popular guardian of the world of Klim and Marec.

The old lady appeared amongst the laughing and excited children, and greeted Kara and Mr. Bleep Bleep.

“Thank you for coming to the Land of Tarts, it is a sorry day, when I can’t deliver my tarts to the King and Queen of England, a sad day indeed!” cried the distraught old lady.

“Kara will find out why the tarts are missing, don’t you worry!” Said Mr. Bleep Bleep confidently.

“Missing! If that was the only problem, I could always make more. But someone is leaving a hole in all my tarts, every single one. I can’t deliver my fruit tarts to the King and Queen of England with a hole in them all, what would they think!” The old lady said with a red face full of exasperation.

“Can we take a look?” asked Kara.

“Come this way.” The old lady led Kara and Mr. Bleep Bleep to the nearest bush full of freshly baked fruit tarts cooling under the bright blue skies of the world of Klim and Marec.

Kara took one of the fruit tarts in her paw and inspected the red strawberry tart from all angles. There on the top of the tart with its glazed finish, full of fruit filling was a hole, the size of a finger or a thumb. Kara took from her green backpack a large magnifying glass, held it in her paw, and inspected the hole thoroughly. The hole went through the fruit filling to the base of the pastry crust.

“Someone is deliberately ruining all the tarts!” Kara announced to the watching audience of the old lady and Mr. Bleep Bleep.

“I suggest we line up all the children in single file and find out who is the culprit. Whose finger is owner to the hole in the fruit tart.”

All the children lined up and stepped forward to place their index finger into the hole of one of the fruit tarts. Not one of the children’s index finger matched the hole, except when it came to the naughty, idle boy named Jack. Jack’s finger entered the hole in the fruit tart, and Kara noted it was perfect fit.

The culprit was discovered.

“Oh Jack, why did you ruin all my freshly baked tarts?” The old lady cried.

“I wanted all the tarts for myself, why should the King and Queen of England eat all these delicious tarts.” Said Jack defiantly.

“I think a few days in the Tower of London by order of the King and Queen of England will refresh your attitude young man.” Said Mr. Bleep Bleep.

“Plus, when you return Jack, you will in future not only stop ruining and eating your mother’s fruit tarts, but you will instead help your mother, just the same as the rest of the children. If you don’t, you can spend more time in the Tower of London, and we might throw away the keys. Do you understand?” Threatened Kara.

“Yes, Kara.” Jack looked guilty and uncomfortable, and we hope dear readers; as they say, we hope he turned over a new leaf and stopped ruining the fruit tarts made for tea parties hosted by the King and Queen of England.

Now that the culprit was found, the conversation turned towards the many cooling fruit tarts hanging on the bushes. “What am I going to do with all these tarts with a hole in them. They are all ruined.” The old lady cried in dismay.

“That’s right. Unhappy customers mean no orders. An unhappy King and Queen of England are worse than no orders!” Agreed Mr. Bleep Bleep.

“I have an idea, a solution. Dear Queen of Tarts, do you have any fresh strawberries available?” enquired Kara.

“Yes, I do!” replied the old lady.

“I suggest we place fresh strawberries in the hole on each tart and tell the King and Queen of England that the fruit tarts now have added strawberries, for an improved delicious taste. The Queen of Tarts has improved her tasty tarts with more fruity filled tarts!” Explained Kara.

Kara, the guardian of the world of Klim and Marec, always has the solutions and answers to everything.