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He is going to be like my friend's lad - another redhead with a winning smile. At the first short session of reception class he sat next to the prettiest little blonde girl in the class and told his mother to go away for a coffee and come back later.... one of those vision of the future moments...
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“But Finrod walks with Finarfin his father beneath the trees in Eldamar.”
Christopher Tolkien, Requiescat in pace
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