6/10/23

The coast was clear this morning, so Trixie and I continued exploring this place. There is a fellow across the drive who was hard at it in his garage. He appears to have all kinds of machinery in there, and goodness only knows what he is building/making. We had a peep when he disappeared into his house. We were too short to see up high and worried he would find us. As soon as we heard him coming, we made a run for it out of there. We then wandered down the very long drive to the road. Oh, my goodness it was a long way and people were coming and going and we made it into the flower bed because somebody backed out of their driveway. It was a very close call I might add. Time to head back to where we were staying, as we didn't want to be seen and driven over by some maniac. 

These love birds arrived back and told us that another 3 Gnomes turned up with the courier today just before they arrived at our home to collect the mail. There is a golfer, a fella sleeping in a hammock, and a female pole dancer. They showed me a photo of her, and it was borderline obscene. She had very little clothing on, and my eyes were strained to focus.  Why would you want to pole dance? I asked Trixie. and she didn't know either, so I guess we will be looking out for her when we eventually get home. The Mistress suggested we looked this up in our books.

New Gnomes

This afternoon we were not asked if we wanted to go out, but we were quickly wrapped up and put into the Mistress's bag and driven to this weird place. It would have been good manners to be asked I say, but no we were being controlled by this Mistress and His Lordship and unpacked at this very interesting cafe/bar called Scarborough Fair in Sumner. 

At Scarborough Fare

Arh, here is the ponytail fella called Henry. He and the Mistress are friends because he is a Gnomeologist too. It appears there is a gathering for Happy Hour at this place every Friday for whoever can make it from the Sumner dippers. Now they go dipping in the sea every day at 7am. How crazy is this? I reckon they could catch a cold or a crab or two. Now this lady at our table arrived and told us that a crab had bitten her foot with its claws. She got such a fright that she held it up for others to see while he was still hanging on. How crazy, why would you do this. Weird if you ask me.

Now what happened next completely blew me away. This lady turned up with the Gnome the mistress gave to her. She plonked Bizzle who was topless right in front of me. I was trying to read my book, but I couldn't take my eyes off her. These huge boobs were almost on the page of my book. How is a fella supposed to concentrate? People were laughing at me and were not concerned about my embarrassment to have this woman almost fall onto my lap. Another lady arrived with another Gnome called Lowburn. What a strange name for a Gnome. He had holes on top and underneath him and were looking to see if there were holes under this woman, why, what for I asked, but nobody would answer my question. All these people at our table just laughed and laughed. 

Bizzle is almost on my lap.

Also at the table was the lady who left 10 Gnomes at Henry's house for the Mistress. The Mistress was delighted to meet this lady and was very grateful to her for these fellas.

Lowburn arrived.

We ended up with about 26 in our group and 4 Gnomes, lots of fun and laughter and His Lordship wondered what he had struck. This poor fella was sat amongst mostly females and only a few males. They all enjoyed the ambiance by the seaside, and the owners were very happy to see us.

Time to go home and thank goodness I could get away from this topless female. My eyes were very full and have decided that some humans are just crazy and not at all normal. 

When we Gnomes have parties when the Mistress is away, we do not carry on like humans. Most of us keep our clothes on unless we are swimming, but then they have their togs on. There is another topless woman in the pool, and the fellas all just play and swim and do not flaunt themselves at others.

The Sumner dippers are a jovial lot and enjoy having their mascot. The lady who looks after Bizzle is going overseas and she might even take her with her. All I can say is I pity the people she meets. I hope she puts some clothes on before she leaves.