21/1/25

My new mates love this place. There is so much freedom to stroll around and see what everyone is up to. Yesterday, they were moved from their positions, as His Lordship had a weed eater around the problematic areas the lawn mower could not reach.   He was a dab hand at completing this task and obviously had done this before. A chap here loaned it to him, complete with a helmet for 'Health and safety.' A human Gnome!




Frying in the heat.


The neighbors mowed the lawns for us while we were away, which pleased the humans to no end. Forgit is looking for a pond around here, and we cannot find one anywhere—only a hose or two. I guess this means we have to dig a mighty big hole for him. Our pool appears to be in storage, and we are unsure when this caravan will be gone. 

The Mistress has had a stroke of luck today and returned to her lawyer, so watch this space!

My new mates relish exploring this place while the humans sleep. Yesterday, fresh-cut grass from all our neighbors went on the trailer, so it had to be dumped somewhere. We went on a mission to find where it was. Sure enough, whoopee, we had so much fun. I have learned that a chap here shot a rabbit, one of the many, yesterday and tossed it onto the trailer, too. We have not yet come across it.

22/1/25

Living in this human world is a challenge for Gnomes. That Mistress got stroppy again and would not let me on here. She can be a stroppy old bird at times and really mean. We might even run away to a new house one day. She went out earlier to check on the chaps outside, and they are complaining of the heat. They are in the direct sun and looking forward to the sun going down. She said to wait until tomorrow because it is going to rain bucketloads. But what about today, they are asking. Suck it up, she reckons. 

His Lordship was up and outside early this morning, washing his pride and joy, and now we have a gleaming, bright red car. It was golf day, so peace and quiet for the Mistress. She's been a busy beaver, too. She had phone calls to make, computer stuff to do, appointments to pop out too, and she had to call His Lordship as the gear control would not move off Park. It is the operator, but don't tell her this! Maybe, I need to run away after all.






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