Well it was a pleasure to re-read this delightful - and bizarre - little book. I remember my Dad reading it to me when I was little and re-reading it brought back that memory with surprising vividity - not least because I can remember him enjpying it as much as I did, right down to the expression on his face as he read out specific lines. And I can appreciate now his enjoyment of the more 'grown up' humour in it.
I wouldn't say I thought the stories were unfit or harmful, but they are very grotesque, and quite violent and unpleasant in parts. I certainly think there is more appeal in them to an adult than a child, although a child will appreciate them on the level that they can. I do remember thinking (as a child) that wonderland was a rather unpleasant and slightly scary place (especially the queen of hearts) and as a child it had quite a sinister air to it, whereas when I read it now, that sinister aspect of it is gone.
Another thing that struck me when I re-read this was how many bits I didn't remember. The famous bits - like the eat me cake and drink me bottle, the mad hatters tea party etc are very etched in my mind, probably as much from Hollywood as anything else, but other parts - the animals getting washed up on the beach after swimming in Alice's tears, the numerous appearances of the white rabbit and the sheer numner of times Alice shrinks and grows, I had quite forgotten.
And finally one of my favourite lines:
"None of the others took the least notice of her going, though she looked back once or twice, half hoping that they would call after her: the last time she saw them, they were trying to put the Dormouse into the teapot"