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Pervinca Took · 05-09-2019, 10:30 AM

BRANDY HALL: Sing a song of Tolkien: strong’s the spirit here!
CRICKHOLLOW: Pain in neck and empty? Nomenclature is queer.
BYWATER: By this may you live, since it’s not by bread alone –
OATBARTON: And here’s a place where (fancifully) hob-nobs could be grown.
???T???: Here’s the way that you must serve a tennis ball,
HOBBITON: Here dwelt one whose stories, (many thought), were tall.
THISTLEBROOK: Here have fun and paddle, but do not prick your toes -
GREAT SMIALS: And here big grins abound, they say, and none are lachrymose!

A modest verse in rhyming couplets, to be sung to the tune of 'Sing a Song of Sixpence.'

THEME: SHIRE LOCATIONS

I have encountered elements not used in the UK in this thread, too. Google is our friend!

'Barton' is indeed an archaic word for a farmyard. 'In the lonely barton by yonder coomb / Our childhood used to know' (Thomas Hardy, 'The Oxen.') Oatbarton suggests a field/farmyard where oats are grown. But a hobnob tree just seemed like a fun (though fanciful) idea.

They are oaty biscuits, after all ....

(I was possibly hungry when I wrote the clue).

One to go!

05-09-2019, 10:30 AM	#5436
Pervinca Took Ghost Prince of Cardolan Join Date: Sep 2009 Location: The Treetops, C/O Great Smials Posts: 5,035	BRANDY HALL: Sing a song of Tolkien: strong’s the spirit here! CRICKHOLLOW: Pain in neck and empty? Nomenclature is queer. BYWATER: By this may you live, since it’s not by bread alone – OATBARTON: And here’s a place where (fancifully) hob-nobs could be grown. ???T???: Here’s the way that you must serve a tennis ball, HOBBITON: Here dwelt one whose stories, (many thought), were tall. THISTLEBROOK: Here have fun and paddle, but do not prick your toes - GREAT SMIALS: And here big grins abound, they say, and none are lachrymose! A modest verse in rhyming couplets, to be sung to the tune of 'Sing a Song of Sixpence.' THEME: SHIRE LOCATIONS I have encountered elements not used in the UK in this thread, too. Google is our friend! 'Barton' is indeed an archaic word for a farmyard. 'In the lonely barton by yonder coomb / Our childhood used to know' (Thomas Hardy, 'The Oxen.') Oatbarton suggests a field/farmyard where oats are grown. But a hobnob tree just seemed like a fun (though fanciful) idea. They are oaty biscuits, after all .... (I was possibly hungry when I wrote the clue). One to go! __________________ "Sit by the firelight's glow; tell us an old tale we know. Tell of adventures strange and rare; never to change, ever to share! Stories we tell will cast their spell, now and for always." Last edited by Pervinca Took; 05-09-2019 at 10:37 AM.