judyandthetravellinggnomewinkle

`30/5/25 This place can be incredibly busy at times. Humans are going about their day in all directions.    Some days, this makes me dizzy, and I thought these two humans had retired. Yesterday, the Mistress shoved me in bubble wrap, then towels, and into a bag. I dislike her doing this to me, as I would like to sit and watch where we are going. It's very claustrophobic in there, and nothing for me to see. This makes me recall the massive trauma I went through when she left me in Waimate, and that friend of hers put me in a box and sent me with the courier back home. She didn't tell me how many days this would take, and I was thrown around in that horrible van. But mighty pleased to have the Mistress open the box, and out I popped.   We are house-sitting at Doyleston. His Lordship's brother and sister-in-law were off to Italy for their brother's wedding and needed someone to care for the horses, chickens, cat, and roosters.  I had never heard of s...

21/5/25 I have several complaints, but who will listen around here? These two certainly will not. I   keep getting told to get a job and help pay the rent, gas, and power, and then I would have a say on matters that concern me. The real issue is, where is a mere Gnome supposed to get a job and an income? This is a really tough problem for a Gnome.  Now the Power is not on in here yet, and I must report that The Mistress has left me out here and locked in for 2 nights in a row. Doesn't she know that I am not accustomed to the freezing nights? I cannot escape. It's just not fair. Things have been happening here since this thing arrived. It has been called all sorts of names. Woman Cave, the wardrobe, a woman's room only, and the latest is Boudoir. She really likes this Boudoir and unpacking the clothes that she has missed. I can also see she has an office area down the side of the wardrobe. You need to check out her clothes, which are the summer ones. There is enough for he...

  20 /5/25 It has been quite a week here, with all sorts of things happening, mostly the jolly Caravan. The humans are far from impressed or happy. The fact that this character seems to be getting away with it gets up the Mistress's nose. As for His Lordship, he goes with the flow. He never says much at any time, for that matter. She reckons it's like getting blood out of a stone. Occasionally, I hear his disgust at the situation.  The Mistress is feeling the cold, so the heater comes on, and that noise means the TV volume goes up. Winter has struck; the winter woolies are on. The activity  outside my window has almost ceased. Everyone rushes inside to keep warm, and the lawns don't require mowing as often. They clean the floor more often as it's a bit muddy out there.  While thinking about my business this morning, I noticed that the mistress was up very early, and this does not happen very often. They were waiting for a special delivery. What on earth could th...

  12 /5/25 It has been a while since I’ve been allowed on here. The Mistress is sick and unable to do much, so I finally have the freedom to pursue my interests. The stress from this caravan situation has taken its toll on her. They are now going to court, and this fellow is full of lies, pushing her too far. She had to explain to me what court means, and as a mere gnome, I find it all very complicated. She says this is called life. I will just potter around here, focusing on my gnome business, while leaving her to improve. It is safer this way! It’s the season of unpredictable weather patterns. High winds rock us around. The Mistress joked that the caravan might fly away like Mary Poppins, but we are still here today to tell the tale. The village is quiet today, and there isn’t much for me to see from my prime position at the window. Occasionally, a bird flies by, making a dreadful noise. The plovers are worried about their nest down the drive, as one bird constantly sits on the e...