18/9/23
Well, today we headed out the door ready for a dose of public speaking. A lovely man introduced us including his Lordship. As for me, well I was on show taking it all in. The mistress did well and spoke to about 20 keen listeners. She had a big black thing beside her to generate sound, and His Lordship was on camera duty. They asked lots of questions and the mistress was very keen to answer them. I reckon His Lordship and I are quite proud of her.
She told them she hadn't stood up the front before, but she didn't say anything about how I was feeling about all these eyes on me at once. Now I was shaking in my boots, and she wasn't a bit concerned about me. I dislike being the center of attention and next time I need to take a pill or two first. Now don't tell her this, but when she sent me to the bathroom before we left home, I was supposed to wash and comb my hair first. She informed me I was dirty and had very scruffy hair and these people could smell me. I looked at the bathroom, then scarpered off elsewhere.
They all seemed very interested in this talk and they asked lots of questions. For Heaven's sake, she showed them my toilet bag for when we travel, how ridiculous is this. Complete embarrassment how dare she do this to me. I shall have to find something to show her up.
These chaps were brought along with a member of this group.
Gnomes like dirt but she won't listen. My mates outside love dirt and she doesn't tell them to go and have a wash. They just adore the rain, and the wind dries them. Easy Peasy.
We were all wrapped up and chucked in the boot of the car at the end of our time at that weird place. We were listening to these 2 love birds while they drove. Goodness only knows where we were, but eventually, we stopped. A smell wafted into the car when they returned. Now I had smelt this before and a lot of paper shuffling was going on. Then it clicked what they were doing. Fish and chips by the sea. They like the sea. (Sumner) I hear them say it's so peaceful. In the boot, we could hear the sea and dogs barking. The humans said it was very windy and that the sand was blowing into people's faces. Oh, now that wouldn't be at all nice.
Next, they drove off to the fella with a ponytail, home. Now this fine gentleman had 10 Gnomes to give my mistress, from a friend of a friend...!! He had visited our place a few weeks ago, and he and the mistress were full of laughter.
Jeepers it appears this fella is famous and well known in Christchurch and especially the Antarctic, South Pole. He has taken a Gnome down there and got it signed. That Gnome has a small bottle of water inside it, all the way from down there. Now why would you stuff water in a Gnome for goodness's sake. I guess because he has a ponytail anything is possible. Weird if you ask me. We Gnomes don't tie our hair up. We like to experience nature and be free of obstacles.
Henry reckons the mistress has the most Gnomes in Christchurch and wonders if anybody else is as crazy as her. She asks if anyone else has more than 410? Does anyone want to part from theirs and she would adopt them. Where the heck does she think the influx would go? She only has a small place you know, but she reckons there is always a place for a Gnome. She needs to get cracking and repaint some out in the garage. His Lordship set the garage up for her to sit and rest her foot out there before he left this morning.
She says she will miss him as he has been so helpful. He wouldn't allow her to get breakfast this morning and made her elevate her leg to get the swelling down. She hurt it more at Henry's place. Oh, his Lordship is so kind, and a very loving gesture..... mushy mushy.
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