Wine Tour

Whatever next. This isn't what gnomes do. I was belted in because we had a lady driver you know. I hope I'm insured. 😕These women, I don't know, I'd rather stay at home and read my book. The old van raced along the road and passed so many vineyards, on our way to Blenheim, and they said I had to stay in the van as this was no place for a gnome. What did they get up to I wonder?  Later they went into a chocolate factory called Makana and came out licking their lips and carrying their goodies. Oh well what passes their lips stays on the hips. Not my hips though. Us gnomes don't eat such stuff. 😋😋

Later was lunch time and the mistress decorated me with their garnish. What next. Ho Humm

 She got into the bubbly I noticed. When I complained she advised me that she only had 1 wine but was powerful stuff from what I could see. Hunter wines, she said and enjoyed this very much. The others did too, although some didn't partake. Gosh I was glad to get back to the motel. 5 women and a tiny gnome and all this yacking, makes me so tired. Snore snore.