Two metres apart
Yesterday I watched a film entitled Tolkien. I'm not a fan of Lord of the Rings or the Hobbit, though I greatly admire his work. It's a great film that also taught me many things that I didn't know about Tolkien. His mother Mabel, home schooled him and his brother including teaching him Latin. When he attended King Edward's School, Birmingham he formed a secret society, the T.C.B.S.(Tea Club and Barrovian Society) with his 3 friends, 2 of whom were killed in the first world war. At the Miramar Hotel, on the sea front at Bournemouth, there's a plaque saying that he spent a lot of time there. Infact, he died in Bournemouth in 1973. I recommend the film if you get the chance to see it. The painting today happens to show two people 2 metres apart. This feels quite normal now, when you meet someone in the street or on the cliff path. But then it's not really normal at all, is it. How odd we must look, dodging off the pavement and into the road to avoid being too near to anyone.
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