Readers Letters

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Reader's replies to "Storm rages on"

posted Feb 16, 2013, 7:22 AM by Peppy Bristlebrush   [ updated Feb 16, 2013, 7:23 AM ]

By Lina willowwood:  


I hope yer are all well during the storm! Since yer asked, I am currently having a grand meal; fresh-baked bread with juicy bits of chicken, stuffed with pickled cabbage and a hint of horseradish! Oh, and tea and biscuits of course. 

Else, I have been tinkering with me picture albums during the storm. Here's one I made with the help of master Barkgrim and his dwarven fellers:

Oh, and while we have the time, I wondered if yer could put up an item about next Sunday's chicken run in the Gazette? Just use the text, title and image from this leaflet here:

It is Simbo who wrote the original ad, though, not me!

Hope yer are all safe!

Warm regards,

Market closed during Yuletide

posted Dec 23, 2012, 11:18 AM by Tibba Stoutfoot   [ updated Dec 23, 2012, 11:25 AM ]

Dear Bramblebury Gazette,

due to the Yuletide festivities underway in most hobbit holes, including the homes of the marketeers, the Michel Delving market will be closed during Yuletide (December 24th and 25th). We will be open again two weeks later (January 7th and 8th) and already look forward to seeing you there.

Our marketeers wish you all a merry Yuletide and a happy new year!

With my best wishes,
Tibba Stoutfoot

Honeybush Yule party news

posted Dec 18, 2012, 10:57 PM by Bovso Oakengates

by Swida Honeybush 

Hello to all, especially those gentlehobbits who turned up to our Yule celebrations. The party was getting underway in fine form before a most huge thunderstorm blew in. Most folk made a run for home rather than shelter and wait, which turned out to be a wise choice because the storm went on and on and on, much longer than we expected. 

On a brighter note, we have lots and lots of pies and drinks left, so who knows, when the weather improves we may do it all over again.

Thank you to the Bramblebury Gazette for printing my letter. 

Yours sincerely
Swida Honeybush

((Also, I went to the Hobbiton movie set in New Zealand last week. I took a lot of photos and you are welcome to have a look if interested:

A peek into the life of Yusra Greenflower

posted Nov 7, 2012, 2:02 AM by Yllisa Greenflower

~~~ A peek into the life of Yusra Greenflower ~~~

Dear Brambleburians / hobbits,

I am writing this letter to let my (old) friends know how I am doing and to give other hobbits (new friends soon?) a peek into my life.

I am Yusra Greenflower, from the Greenfields. My mother left me a few days after my birth. My father died when I was one year old. I have got one older sister, Yllisa Noakes - Greenflower. She is married to Loimos Noakes. Yllisa and I did not grow up together. She did try to take care of me for a while but sadly I was too little to remember anything of that. 

When I was 1,5 years old I got to live with a nice lady (not the bad evil one in Yllisa's story, she luckly sold me..) She had her own farm in Oatbarton and she was the best cook I have ever met. She is the reason I love farming and cooking, something I do very often. Most of my pies go to Yllisa nowadays. 

I did not know I had a sister untill I started to travel in the Shire and around Michel Delving. There were some hobbits in Michel Delving who kept saying that I looked a lot like a lass they knew. 

Thats when I met my big sister Yllisa. She could answer a lot of questions I had. Ofcourse I was really happy with finding her, but it also confused me and I needed time to let all this information about my past sink and give it a space. 

I went back to Oatbarton and tried to visit Yllisa often. This was not always possible because I had to stay at the farm of my 'mother'. When I could not go to Yllisa's wedding because of the farm I decided it was enough, I had to move to the Shire to get to know my sister and her husband better, and maybe.. even furture babies?

I packed my belongings, hired a lad for the farm and left to go to the Shire for good. 
I stayed in Waymeet for a while. But I did not really feel safe with a 'Stepwise lad that likes to sneak around in your bags' living that close to me. 

I slept under the mushroom tent in the yard of People of the Shire for a while. It was a nice place to sleep in the summer, and always something to eat and cook with! But its getting colder and I would like a place of my own. 

Now Yllisa offered me to take over her lovely house in Bramblebury. Hooray! She says she is not there often anymore, because she has a house together with Loimos in Oldfurlong. 

This will hopefully be a new start of a stable life. If you need some cooking or farming done, or you just want to chat.. feel free to visit me at 2 Myrtle Court - Bramblebury. This week I will be busy to redecorate the house. Feel free to come help or have a nice chat, there is always a pie or two in my bag! 

Greetings, Yusra Greenflower. 

Local Shirriff Case File Number 4

posted Oct 23, 2012, 10:28 PM by Bovso Oakengates   [ updated Nov 19, 2012, 12:20 AM ]

by Mellam Hollytoes. 

Local Shirriff Case File Number 4

Mr Tiggywinkle disappears:

It was a quite morning in Oldfurlong and I was slowly getting used to my role as the new local shirriff.

I was doing my normal morning patrol around the homesteads outer road, when Miss Wytha Brandybuck hailed me. She seemed in some distress so I approached her and asked what was wrong.

It appears her cat Mr Tiggywinkle had not been seen for a couple of days, and she asked me to locate him for her. I assured her I would get onto it right away and not to worry to much as I'm sure Mr Tiggywinkle was fine.

Miss Brandybuck gave me a description which I wrote down. 

[Mr Tiggywinkle: Male cat about five years old with a green collar and brown and blacked stripped coat.]

I made a poster to go up around the homestead with Mr Tiggywinkle's description then set off to find the absent cat.

Now it appears on the day of said cats disappearance some young hobbits were letting off fireworks by Miss Brandybucks barrow.  With this knowledge I tracked down the young scallywags at their normal hangout, a tree over hanging the homestead lake. Looking at the pair [Sando and Holben Sandytoes] I sensed they were boisterous hobbits not catknappers, so asked if they had seen said cat on the day in question.

They assured me they had not but did notice a cart travelling to the homesteads entrance. Deciding this was worth following up I thanked the lads and headed to the entrance. Andy Brockhouse was my next witness being as he keeps an eye on the coming and goings of the homesteads.

Talking to Andy was the right move, as it transpires the cart belonged to a dwarf doing repairs on one of the road lamps in the homestead. The dwarves name was Doring Stonegrinder and he resided at Thorins hall, but I was informed by Andy Brockhouse that he was doing a job for Lobelia Sackville-Baggins at Bagend.

Well this was an awkward turn of events but that's the lot of a local shirriff. I got my pony and rode off to Bagend with no plan of action coming to mind as I trotted along.

As I got to bottom of the hill leading up to Bagend I noticed a cart parked by the party tree. A dwarf was talking to Opal Goodbody by the large ovens there. Could this be Master Stonegrinder the dwarf I was seeking, crossing my fingers I approached the pair.

I introduced myself and explained about Mr Tiggywinkle, and the situation. The dwarf was indeed Master Stonegrinder but he said he had not seen no cat on the day in question. Thinking for moment I asked if we could search the cart and Master Stonegrinder agreed. As we was searching he did mention the odd squeaking coming from his cart wheels of late but thought it was lack of grease that was causing it. 

Just he said this we heard said squeaking coming form a tool box near one of the wheels. Opening the lid revealed a very sorry looking Mr Tiggywinkle, who seemed in need of some supper. Master Stonegrinder was shocked at the furry stowaway but happy the cat was all right. 

After a fish supper for all of us provided by Miss Goodbody, I travelled with a happier Mr Tiggywinkle back to Oldfurlong.

Well the said Mr Tiggywinkle was reunited with his owner Miss Brandybuck, and case number 4 was over to a happy conclusion.

Report ends: Local Shirriff Mellam Hollytoes investigating officer.

Signed Mellam

Dabornbor's Letter of Shiriff Candidacy

posted Oct 11, 2012, 11:58 PM by Bovso Oakengates   [ updated Oct 11, 2012, 11:58 PM ]

My name is Mr. Dabornbor Footpatch and I will be running for the Shiriff of the fine district of Oldfurlong and I am composing this letter to introduce myself to you. 

I have been a Bounder of the Shire for a few years now, and some of you have probably seen me around, patrolling the Bridge or having a good glug at the Dragon. I've adventured a bit in my young time but my home has been and always will be our good Shire! I became a Bounder for this reason, and I would gladly put my bread-filled belly in harm's way to protect my home.

I believe a Shiriff's job is very simple: to protect his district and make sure the wellbeing of those he is protecting. I have done my best as a bounder to protect the whole of the Shire and I promise that I will do the same and ten percent more for Oldfurlong. I am afraid I am not a very eloquent speaker, - or writer for that matter! - but in this letter I just written down what I felt in my heart. 

Also, I have just recently moved into old Stitto's place in Oldfurlong last week, and be assured the incessant clucks of his chickens will cease! I will be making good use of these chickens, though, and after cooking them up will be holding a chicken-festival at my place. There will be gravy, don't you worry! 

Signed sincerely and with a full belly,

Bounder Dabornbor Footpatch

Name of the law enforcement hobbit

posted Oct 10, 2012, 12:49 AM by Peppy Bristlebrush

Dear Master Byronbrand and Master Wiberic, 

While reading articles about the upcoming election, I could not help noticing that in Bramblebury and in Oldfurlong different names are used for what I would in general terms call: the law enforcement hobbit. 

Oldfurlong is getting ready to elect their "Deputy Sherriff" , while Bramblebury has a "Local Shirriff". Now, enhancing possible confusion, the Bramblebury Local Shirriff has appointed someone to help her in her duties, who is reffered to as her "Deputy" and called by the inhabitants the "Deputy Shirriff".

I am now calling upon you, the two Deputy Mayors, to help prevent confusion and decide, in consultation with Mayor Will Whitfoot and Second Shirriff Bodo Bunce ofcourse, upon a common term to indicate the law enforcement hobbit and his/her helpers.

With friendly regards,
Peppy Bristlebrush,
3 Wending Way,

Mellam Hollytoes a Hobbit of Oldfurlong

posted Oct 7, 2012, 11:29 PM by Bovso Oakengates

I am writing to thank all the gracious hobbits at the Green Dragon in Bywater for their wonderful support last Friday. When I announced that I was running for the deputy Shirriffs post in Oldfurlong, I was taken aback by congratulations I received.

With positive backing like this how can I not want to try my best for all of you in the coming months. If I can I will post a regular report to the Bramblebury Gazette of problems brought to me as Deputy Shirriff, if elected to the post.

So for now I will step up my campaign to become the Deputy Shirriff our great homestead of Oldfurlong deserves.

Yours Sincerely

Mellam Hollytoes

A letter to the Hobbits of Oldfurlong Regarding the Deputy Shirriffs Post

posted Oct 3, 2012, 7:45 AM by Bovso Oakengates   [ updated Oct 3, 2012, 7:46 AM ]

Mellam Hollytoes a Hobbit of Oldfurlong

Dear Hobbits of Oldfurlong, this letter is to introduce myself to you as I intend to put myself forward for the up and coming Deputy Shirriff's post.

Now some of you may know me as one of your neighbours in the Oldfurlong homestead, as I live at number 1 Chalk road. Others will know me from my visits to the Green Dragon on Fridays. I work in Michel Delving assisting Cotman Brown the metalsmith making and repairing tools.

It seems to me that all a hobbit requires from the Deputy Shirriff is a trust to do the right thing and keep the peace. In these uncertain times I assure the hobbits of Oldfurlong that they can trust me to do the right thing and keep the peace.

Now most hobbits I know like a quite life eating pies and drinking ale, and the right to work and play in peaceful surroundings. I will make sure that if you elect me as Deputy shirriff that they can do the above as they always have.

If you see me in the coming weeks before the election and have a question for me, do not be afraid to ask it. I will always welcome a chance to chat about things we hobbits hold dear.

Yours Sincerely,

Mellam Hollytoes

A letter from Graine Ashberry

posted Sep 26, 2012, 3:43 PM by Peppy Bristlebrush

Dear Hobbits,

I'm on the road! Gone well around the old forest and took the road through Stock instead! Any good hobbit who's been in my burrow has seen all its nooks and crannies filled with books, all real and story together. And now that I am five and twenty and have been for a week or more, it's finally time for me to leave the Shire and see if the stories I've read really are just stories. It's time I found out what's true!
I'll be missing you all and the fun nights spent down at the Dragon! I'm sorry to be leaving so soon and with no goodbyes, so I write this from the camp of some big folk I met along the way. I've not got to Breetown yet, but I'll be there soon. And when I'm there, I'll stay a night in the Pony and after that, I'll leave for the next place, but I don't know where that is. And I don't know how long it will take me. I've made a promise to a Hobbit or two that if I run into a trouble, I'll come straight back to the Shire as soon as I can! But until I've seen everything I ever wanted to see, I don't know when I'll be back or if I'll stay for a long time when I do come home. I've heard from a few of the menfolk here that one of the best parts of leaving is coming home for all the stories you can tell!
I hope I'll be having lots of them to tell you all when I've finished. I'm sorry to have left so quickly, but I hated to say good bye! No one likes tears, especially not me! I will be home. I promise! It's just the when I'm worried for telling you all, considering I don't know how long the journeys will take me!
You'd all best keep an eye on the Deputy Mayor of Oldfurlong for me!

With love and missing you all,
Graine Ashberry

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