We started this day off in the village of Bourton-on-the-Water, and we hadn't eaten yet so we went for one last plate of fish and chips.
Tomorrow we go back to London for a couple of days before
we head off to Ireland.
Took this picture of a rose for Hannah - I know
it's one of her favorites!
This little shop reminded me so much of the candy
shop in Hogsmeade.
Today we had our first scones and clotted cream!
So different from what scones are like in America.
Everywhere we have gone we have searched for the right
derby hat for Dad.
Found it today in a Scottish store!
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Then we got an amazingly unexpected surprise -
we were walking down the sidewalk, and came across
the pub that Tolkien used to visit as he was writing Lord of the Rings,
and this pub was his inspiration for Prancing Pony.
I literally grabbed Dad and said "We are going in for a pint!"
It just gave us chills to sit in a leather chair in front of the cozy fireplace,
imagining Tolkien sitting here with his pipe,
dreaming up ideas for his novel.
They have a giant map of Middle Earth on one wall
It really was a relaxed pub, with Englishman coming in
after work for a pint. Some came in with their dogs, ordered their
pint and sat down to unwind.
Channeling his "inner Tolkien"
Actually we discussed just how much ENGLISH and SCOTTISH
and IRISH Dad actually is - it adds up to around 91 percent I think.
So the derby hat and Tolkien chair are not too far off.
He's home.
In his homeland. Haha
This is the view a hobbit might have of the bar! haha
We took a detour on the way home and found the Shire too!! haha
This was our last meal in our little cottage,
that has been the place where we have built
many sweet and cherished memories.
I will miss this view out the window.
And all my little lambs who ran up to greet us when we
went outside.
And the roosters waking us up.
And all the birds singing non-stop.
And the creaky floor boards.
And all the fragrances of lavender and roses.
Farewell Fox End.
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