mathoms

Dear Mother and Father,

I have been furiously writing music and lyrics the past few days to be in time for the Bard's Day Concert in honour of master Ronald Dwale, a very talented hobbit poet and musician.

Dema had found lots of lost Mathoms in the last few days. The inn on the hill that smelt of sheep had many shiny items hidden between floorboards and buried in window boxes and flower beds. A rusty old key, a few shiny coins (she had polished these and placed them in the little box beneath the bar). She had also found a wonderful hat pin, again she polished it and reshaped the bent pin and placed it on the bar for it to be found. That was always the best part, when the Mathoms were found.