This will never be more than minor Tolkieniana for the completist, but it is awfully pleasing to see how what started as just a couple of short notes to the oldest Tolkien children in 1920 had turned into heavily illustrated stories about the adventures of the North Polar Bear and battles against the evil goblins by the time the youngest of the family had grown out of them in 1942. John Rateliff has pointed out the considerable amount of imaginative cross-fertilization between some of the later and the Hobbit, which was being written at the same time. Tolkien can hardly have imagined that future scholars would pore over his Christmas fun in such detail.
I (also) want to see your drawings of motorbikes.
According to Virginia Woolf you are thereby contributing to the reincarnation of Shakespeare’s genius sister. I think. I may have to check that.