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=== The Mellowfields Visitors Guide by Bry Billson === | === The Mellowfields Visitors Guide by Bry Billson === | ||
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<div class="section-text"><div style='margin-bottom: 16px'>"Well, butter my cheeks and toast my hairpiece!" were the first words uttered to me when I first stepped into Cunning Plots.</div><div style='margin-bottom: 16px'>The house there at the time was owned by a Mr. Boggins, and he was not more than 5 feet tall, or 10 half-feet if you use the old measurements, or 20 toes if you go even further back to when times and people were simpler.</div><div style='margin-bottom: 16px'>"Good day, sir!" I called out cheerily.</div><div style='margin-bottom: 16px'>It was obvious he had recognised me. My portrait is sketched onto the back cover of all my travel guides.</div><div style='margin-bottom: 16px'>"Have you come to tour our humble Haven?" he asked, cheeks as red as the cabbages he grew.</div><div style='margin-bottom: 16px'>"Why yes, sir, I have" I replied.</div><div style='margin-bottom: 16px'>It was at this point I realised I had wasted a lot of words on this small but worthless anecdote.</div><div style='margin-bottom: 16px'>So, to sum up... Mellowfields. Short people, gorgeous gardens, massive turnips and peacocks.</div><div style='margin-bottom: 16px'>9/10 would engage in idle chitchat again.</div></div> | |||
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Latest revision as of 10:42, 29 August 2025
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The Mellowfields Visitors Guide by Bry Billson
"Well, butter my cheeks and toast my hairpiece!" were the first words uttered to me when I first stepped into Cunning Plots.
The house there at the time was owned by a Mr. Boggins, and he was not more than 5 feet tall, or 10 half-feet if you use the old measurements, or 20 toes if you go even further back to when times and people were simpler.
"Good day, sir!" I called out cheerily.
It was obvious he had recognised me. My portrait is sketched onto the back cover of all my travel guides.
"Have you come to tour our humble Haven?" he asked, cheeks as red as the cabbages he grew.
"Why yes, sir, I have" I replied.
It was at this point I realised I had wasted a lot of words on this small but worthless anecdote.
So, to sum up... Mellowfields. Short people, gorgeous gardens, massive turnips and peacocks.
9/10 would engage in idle chitchat again.