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“What a thrill it was to meet George Harrison, a very humble, no pretense, salt-of-the-earth kind of guy.” - Greg Schweitzer, Reading Eagle (June 30, 2018) “[Mary] Hakkinen in 1998 worked part-time at the Maharishi Ayurvedic Health Center in Lancaster where she was a ‘Jane of all trades.’ […] On a weekend when she wasn’t feeling in top form, she received a call to come into work. She shook her head. ‘I almost didn’t go, but something told me to just do it. So, I did. I’d just settled in and kicked off my boots when I looked up and George Harrison came through the door carrying a teacup and saucer. Security was tight, because the center didn’t want him hounded by the media. I was speechless. ‘After a few days of chitchat, he asked me what I did for a living. I laughed and told him I made fairies, and angels, mermaids, and elves. He said he’d love for me to bring some in to show him and his wife, Olivia, who had just been to a museum full of fairies in England.’ Hakkinen said she came home and worked frantically to create as many designs as was humanly possible. ‘I brought in a few and he asked for more. He really liked the elves. He said he was going to put them in the nooks and crannies of his garden wall. He inspired me no end and boosted my self-esteem and my belief in my product. Here was this man who could buy just about anything he wanted, and he wanted my fairies. If Cinderella’s fairy godmother had zapped her with a magic wand, she wouldn’t have been happier. ‘Next to giving birth, this is the most exciting that happened to me. I’ve always been a Beatles fan. Here I was having tea with him and trying to bring myself back down to earth.’ Hakkinen asked him to sign a Beatles kaboodle box she owned. The box looks like a child’s vinyl lunch box. She used it hold curlers. Harrison signed it, ‘To Mary (the fairy), love from George Harrison.’” - The Recorder (June 14, 2001) “The two built small campfires in the snow [at the health clinic] and Harrison played guitar for [Russell] Robbat. […] In a late-night conversation Harrison tried to get Robbat thinking about something other than the material world. Harrison was passionate about his wife, Olivia, gardening and the music of Ravi Shankar.” - The Daily Item (December 1, 2001)

I feel like I ruined the first one so there's an extra version

When I start to miss you Like the air and the sunlight Who can tell what I might do in my relentless longing Will it yield to the memories Like flowers, pressed and dried Or in red days of autumn Step out into the world

It’s a long track to Mordor

Begin running.

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The Adventure of the Devil's Foot "On the land side our surroundings were as sombre as on the sea. It was a country of rolling moors, lonely and dun-colored, with an occasional church tower to mark the site of some old-world village."

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