Summer has well and truly arrived now and the pollen count has finally reached critical levels.
My eyes look like, as my mum once so eloquently put it, piss holes in the snow (one of the best phrases I ever learnt).
I suddenly understand Sauron’s point of view. Here the guy is with a GIANT INFLAMED EYEBALL, searching middle earth for some effective hayfever relief, colloquially known as ‘the one ring’ to ease his suffering, while some diminutive little hairy footed blokes go wandering around his lands looking to throw stuff in his volcano.
I also appreciate a little bit of bling, which also sort of contributes to my current predicament. I bought a new ring recently, with a small but surprisingly pointy stone on it- no doubt you can see where this one is going. I rubbed my very sore and itchy eyes with a pointy stone, I’m pretty sure I won’t be winning any awards for my dazzling intellect any time soon but I choose to believe that the Dark Lord Sauron would have done the exact same thing if he actually had hands.
I’m not entirely sure why I felt compelled to draw a parallel between my own fevered eyeballs and the Necromancer of Mordor but sometimes these things just happen, I guess!
I shall certainly be contributing some more posts on films and books this week, along with some heartfelt excitement and enthusiasm for the upcoming Fallout 4 game. I downloaded the Fallout Shelter app last week and can already feel myself being taken over by it as I was by Tiny Tower, except this one has amazing graphics and Eulogy Jones keeps getting all my vault ladies pregnant.
“But Sauron was not of mortal flesh, and though he was robbed now of that shape in which had wrought so great an evil, so that he could never again appear fair to the eyes of Men, yet his spirit arose out of the deep and passed as a shadow and a black wind over the sea, and came back to Middle-earth and to Mordor that was his home. There he took up again his great Ring in Barad-dur, and dwelt there, dark and silent, until he wrought himself a new guise, an image of malice and hatred made visible; and the Eye of Sauron the Terrible few could endure.”
― J.R.R. Tolkien, The Silmarillion
Sounds like hayfever to me….