Baffled by Bombadil
Sitting in an empty classroom, I took out my lunch. Brown bread, tomatoes, a tin of sardines and an apple. (There is something oddly reassuring in peeling back the lid of the sardine tin and eating the fish with a fork).
A student put his head around the door, ‘hello, sir’. He hovered in the doorway.
Sensing he wanted to talk, I invited him to come in and to take a seat.
The conversation wandered around and settled on The Lord of the Rings.
We agreed that elements of …