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Oh don't get me wrong, I love this strange little island and despite the weather, I am not sure I could leave it for ever ... but it was just that "cool" brittannia thing was so embarrassing..... when we try too hard we fail miserabley .... It is the crazy anachronsms I love - the fact that something called "Swan upping" goes on quite legally each year on the Thames, that the entire railway system is brought to a halt by those leaves falling so unexpectedly from the trees each autumn.....
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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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