Cutch

Dúney Free-Agent ‘Caradhâl’, to Halros, son of Radhruin ~ Salutations an’ all me respects to the Honorable Dúney Bounders: May their Green Hoods forever hold perfectly in place on their heads, even on windy days, or whilst galloping about on horses ~

(Honestly, boy, how do you get them to stay in place? Have you all got hairpins?)

My Sterling & Excellent Sir,

Torech Besruth, Falathlorn, Lindon

5 Tuilë in the Reckoning of Imladris

(Being a narrative derived from notes in Lancogard North-took’s Life-book)

From Applecider Bolingbroke, Pursuer of Plant-Lore, to Mister Cutch Crane, Torech Besruth Steward, an' Missie Seregrian, Well-Rounded: 

Greetin’s from Thorin’s Hall, latest stop in me caper for kingsfoil cultivation! 

(Being a letter sent from Lady Seregrían to Mistress Applecider Bolingbroke, by direct eagle-post)

From Applecider Bolingbroke to Missie Seregrían, Sanguineous Matron’ o’ House Bar-an’-Acorn, an’ Mister Cutch Crane, Culinarily Laudable Steward o’ Same. 

[Being a note left on the table in the front hall of House Bar-en-Acharn, leaning against an opulently dense chocolate custard pie.]

Hiya Luvs!

From Applecider Bolingbroke to Dep.-Shirriff Lancogard North-Took ~ Salutations an’ all me respects to the Honorable Bounders: May their cheese soufflés always rise perfectly.

Lance: 

I has the Answer. 

Now, I can already see yer quill scrawlin’ over the paper to say did we have a Problem. But let’s be blunt:

Imladris

7 Quellë in the Reckoning of Imladris

(Being the Thirteenth day of October in the Shire-reckoning)

Greenlake Cottage, Pemberth in the Bree-land

47 Yávië in the Reckoning of Imladris

(Being the Eighteenth day of September in the Shire-reckoning)