Well, hello everyone! Or should I say good-bye? Good-bye, but not farewell. Farewell, but not adieu. What I am trying to say, in a round-about way, is that this is my last GHB blog. Not forever, I hasten to add. Just for a little while.
Saying goodbye got me thinking about endings. Specifically of book endings and their last lines. We all remember famous openers. Who could not read the following lines and forget where they had come from:
Mr and Mrs Dursley, of number four, Privet Drive, were proud to say that they were perfectly normal, thank you very much. They were the last people you’d expect to be involved in anything strange or mysterious, because they just didn’t hold with such nonsense.
But what of endings? They’re pretty important too. They’re the ones that linger with us long after a book is finished.
I wanted to leave you with my favourite of all time:
“But wherever they go, and whatever happens to them on the way, in that enchanted place on the top of the forest, a little boy and his Bear will always be playing.” A.A.Milne, The House at Pooh Corner (1928)
So what are your favourites? I’d love to hear.
So goodbye from me. Or rather: “Never say goodbye because good-bye means going away and going away means forgetting.”
Can anyone tell me where that is from? There’s a clue on the page…