Depressing Hobbits

Okay, so I went to go see the Hobbit, and life of Pi and I plan on going to see Les Mis as well but thats to come.
And whilst listening to music from Lord of the Rings and the hobbit, I thought I'd share with whoever's out there, why the Hobbit is so close to my heart.
when I was younger I remember reading the Hobbit, and not a lot of it stuck with me bar the troll scene and that fact there was a very long journey involving a dragon.

The whole world of Lord of the Rings is important to my mum because her dad read her the Hobbit,  when she was younger, it's his favourite book in the world, he actually sat down and drew out the map from it, sitting at the table for hours. She bought him the Lord of the Rings for him one year.
So naturally, I associate Lord of the Rings and the Hobbit with my mum and my grandad.

I also remember buying the Hobbit game on game boy advanced but there was a bit I got stuck and I've hated it ever since.

When I was older, I found a copy of the Lord of the rings in a old book store and bought it for myself, this was around the time the films came out and I loved tham to pieces.
Samwise was always my favourite character, and I have a feeling he always will be, he has a sense of loyalty one can only dream of possessing.
I also love potatoes, and it got to the point if ever potatoes were mentions, my dad would put on his best Gollum impression and go "Mmmm...Potatoes, Fat Hobbit." It was more of an insult than a nickname but surely enough it kinda stuff.
And it even helps when your Dad gets drunk and starts talking about he calls you Fat Hobbit to the rest of the room.
Thanks, Dad.

There was also a period of time I would watch one of the trilogy everynight.
I say watch very loosely, I can't sleep without sound so I used to put on one and drift off to it.

But basically, when I heard they were making a film based on the Hobbit, I was elated, I couldn't remember  uch of it but it still meant something to me, especially the troll scene, which was something I would always remember.

And in February 2012, my Grandad died.

Dramatic, I know, but it was such a shock to everyone, no one had an inkling it was going to happen.

I remember this day well, as any person would.
But part of it was that, I'd been out drinking and dancing the night it happened, eating Subway and getting in at 4am.
And when I heard the next day I remember hyperventilating, grabbing my dressing gown and running to my friend's room down the hall.
I knocked three times before I just walked in and she saw my face covered in tears and hardly breathing and she was like "What's wrong?!"
I'm not surprised she sounded shocked, I must have looked a state.
But yeah, she looked after me while I choked on sugar puffs and sobbing and it was horrible to have to say to people afterward, "My grandad just passed away."

But I digress.
Well, I don't cause this is basically about that.
Of course the Hobbit still reminds me of my grandad, it's like impossible for it not too.
So when the time for the release of The hobbit neared, I decided that I'd take my mum to see it.
And by that, I mean, we went with her boyfriend and his two kids, so I went to sit next to my mum only to have her up and move to sit next to her boyfriend.
Well.
Bugger you.

Didn't want to watch it with you anyways :(

As soon as the music started at the beginning I only went and started crying. Only a few tears, I promise but it was still a bit depressing.

I soon cheered up and went on to enjoy the rest of the film, which I loved by the way.
My friend implanted the idea of a relationship between Bilbo and Thorin, I didn't believe it, but when I watched the film it was all I could see! Quite hilarious, in my opinion, and on Tumblr too it seems.

And yes, I feel that the Troll scene was more than adequate.

Sadly though, my favourite riddle is from the Hobbit, and it's made it so famous, I'll never be able to say it again without someone knowing.

"Thirty white horses on a red hill,
First they champ,
Then they stamp,
Then they stand still."

 

 

"What ever possessed me to write something like this?" I hear no one wonder.

Whilst finishing coursework, I was listening to the Hobbit soundtrack, thinking of my grandad and thinking of how proud he might be of me and how much he would have loved my deerstalker hat.

Til next time.