The Book Elf

Relics of Old Decency
The Chevalier

To Middle Oxfordshire, to see the last of the Hobbit films. For those who have not seen it I am able to reassure you that Peter Jackson has finished the story, not leaving any leeway for a fourth film, or even a second trilogy, to cover the journey Back Again.
As we set out we contemplated the question of who we would be in Middle Earth. I would be an Ent. This was contested. I conceded that I would be an Entwife. But apparently I do not look Entish enough. This is lookist, and I still hold that I would make a good Ent. I could be a small tree, I argued. A rowan. A hawthorn. I could prickle. It was agreed quite readily that I could prickle.
My companion, meanwhile, held that in Middle Earth he would be Aragorn, son of Arathorn, Elessar, the Elfstone, DĂșnadain, the heir of Isildur, Elendil’s son of Gondor. I was not wholly convinced of this. We agreed that he might instead be an Elf; not a Wood Elf; certainly some kind of a High Elf. He suggested a Book Elf. Here is a Book Elf shelfie, taken in the Last Homely House west of the M40. IMG_0097.JPG

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