So I live down the street from Toad Hall.
No, really, there's an older and nicer and gated house at the end of my street that is called Toad Hall.
I have no idea who, if anyone, lives there.
So clearly, I picture Mr. Toad from The Wind in the Willows living there, because--hello!--it's Toad Hall. And he just never comes out because he doesn't want to scare his neighbors.
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