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hobbledehoy \HOB-uhl-dee-hoy\, noun:
An awkward, gawky young fellow.
"For early on, girls become aware -- as much from their fathers' anguished bellows of "You're not going out dressed like that, Miss" as from the buffoonish reactions of the spotty hobbledehoys at the end-of-term disco -- of the power of clothes to seduce."
-Jane Shilling, "Soft-centred punk", Times (London), October 27, 2000
"His memories, even only reveries, of incomparable women, made me feel like a hulking hobbledehoy."
-Edith Anderson, Love in Exile
"Unfortunately, they have to contend with ignorant hobbledehoys who, on seeing these rows of shingle heaps, feel compelled to jump on them."
-Susan Campbell, "He grows seakale on the seashore", Daily Telegraph, March 27, 1999
The origin of hobbledehoy is unknown, though it perhaps derives from hobble, from the awkward movements of a clumsy adolescent.
This day's drabble is Maedhros and Fingon. In a friendly context, people! (Jenni and Alina, I can see your raised eyebrows and hear you thinking, "I just bet they were friendly!") You're welcome to interpret any subtext that you want, but I meant it as "friendly" in the non-nefarious sense, for once. Really.
Years passed without seeing him, and though I knew that he grew—as all young Elves do—I saw him forever as the gangly hobbledehoy with stammering speech and footfalls alike, ignored except for his acts of foolishness.
Hardly a prince.
So now, at our reunion, I look for him among the throng. (He has a way of making his presence known in a crash of dishes or rippling murmur of offense.) There is a man—tall, clearly a lord, with gold entwined in his hair; my heart squeezes at his beauty. I will ask him of my cousin Findekano.