Funniest author note I've seen in a long time. For an LOTR slash story that features Haldir and Legolas getting it on in a bathtub, the author adds a note warning about possible anachronisms - she's not a historian and doesn't know whether or not baths had been invented yet, so just go with it please. Heh.
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She's writing slash and she hasn't even read the books. . . uh, no, can't really get upset by that.
Bathtubs date back to Roman times. At least.
And in medieval times, it was common to turn bathing into an event. I've seen several paintings of the time that show round wooden tubs with curtains around them and a shelf ont he edge holding wine and food while minstrels are playing nearby. And often the tub is shared, often with someone of hte opposite gender. Funny thing is, the people in the tub are generally wearing hats.
All very true. Also, of course, although Cassandra Clare's tale of Sam bathing Mr Frodo with strawberry bubble bath six times a day are mere wishful thinking, canonically the first thing Frodo, Sam, Merry and Pippin do when they get to Frodo's supposed new house in Buckland in the book is to have baths. There's even a bath song about how fabulous hot water is. And Pippin splashes water everywhere.
Oh, if only this had made it into the movie....
t /shallow and obvious
Doesn't matter- - -it's Middle Earth not Earth!
And the hobbits have baths at Frodo's new house in Bywater (I think). Pippin sings a rousing bath song.
Ah, the missing scenes, the bathing scenes...
Funny thing is, the people in the tub are generally wearing hats.
Propriety, my dear.
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And the hobbits have baths at Frodo's new house in Bywater (I think)
I read this as "Bayswater", which is where my first flat in London as an adult was (back in 1978).
As a non-Tolkeiner, this really would have answered some long-standing questions about my excessively hairy neighbours.