I live in the Shire!
Where I live has got to be the most hobbit-like place on earth - Exmoor. Heather-clad moorland, gentle rolling countryside, which has yet to be spoiled by motorways, sodium lights, crime or city-living.
My husband's family are very similar to Farmer Maggot's: a comfortable old farmhouse with a big open fireplace in the kitchen, one or two workers who turn up at meal times, dogs gnawing bones by the fire. They don't grow mushrooms though...
My husband's two closest friends are like Merry & Pippin, two young bachelors who like their beer and travelling round the local pubs.
Our local pubs could be settings for the Prancing Pony, the Green Dragon or the Golden Perch - very old pubs that haven't changed much for hundreds of years.
We have real barrows. Can't say I feel particularly frightened when I'm standing by one. I walk past one every day when I walk my dogs during my lunch break, if it's foggy out i try and imagine the Barrow Downs. Haven't seen anything scary yet, although I keep hoping.
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The original and best Mel B
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