It was fascination, I know. And it might have ended, right then, at the start.

"… Tolkien’s own misadventures with his first automobile, purchased in 1932, were the source of some of Mr. Bliss’s escapades. Tolkien was known to accelerate across busy intersections crying out ‘Charge ‘em and they scatter!’ and once knocked down a stone wall during a family vacation."


Sylvia Plath, from Street Song


# “Dropping by your house at 11:45pm to criticise your writing.” # “Hope you don’t mind.”