“It’s quite a long time since you did any poetry,” he remarked. “You might have a try at it this evening, instead of—well, brooding over things so much. I’ve an idea that you’ll feel a lot better when you’ve got something jotted down—if it’s only just the rhymes.”
Mole prescribing poetry mood journaling for Ratty’s mental health also not on my bingo card for this chapter
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