Post date: Feb 22, 2012 8:11:6 PM
Dear Bramblebury Gazette,
Some inhabitants may have noticed it already: It is smelling catfishpie again in Bramblebury.
Many of you may have missed the catfish pies, and many may have noticed the empty burrow at Wending Way 4.
I was supposed to be on a fishing trip to the far away Bruinen River for two weeks, but had a terrible exident falling down from a high cliff. A friendly elf found me and took me to Rivendale, where he cared for me graciously. Having suffered serious injuries at my head and spine, I had to lay down for weeks - and I could not remember who I was. For two weeks I kept even thinking I was a dwarf! Maybe my old Ma was right and digging for ore is not such a good idea for a hobbit after all.
Anyway, my head has made a full recovery and now I am back in the Shire. My mailbox was overflowing with inquiries after my whereabouts and my well-being. I want to thank you all for missing me, and for sending me so many nice letters and packages of catfish!
Sincerely your's,
Akelay Shrubland