Well, two rather lovely things have happened today. First, whilst browsing in a charity shop, I stumbled across a beautiful, mint conditioned 1978 edition of The Hobbit, complete with colour illustrations. Second, my Bartoli freehand, which I stupidly sold, regretted selling, then subsequently bought back, is now being smoked anew by myself as I read the Hobbit in the early spring sunshine of my garden. I do think Tolkien would be pleased.
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