Mr. Skelmersdale in Fairyland

"There's a man in that shop," said the Doctor, "who has been in Fairyland."

"Nonsense! " I said, and stared back at the shop. It was the usual village shop, post-office, telegraph wire on its brow, zinc pans and brushes outside, boots, shirtings, and potted meats in the window. "Tell me about it," I said, after a pause.