6/9/25

It has been a while. The Mistress has been struggling the past couple of weeks and is in no mood to do very much around here. The stress of this caravan debacle has taken its toll. They announce they are now going to court. Whatever this means for a mere Gnome. So, this is the update. They told me it could take several weeks to get into the system, and then I'll have to wait for a hearing date. 

What does this all mean for a Gnome? It appears humans and Gnomes wait. For how long? For as long as it takes, they say. We are very used to having patients around here, so this is nothing new. When this date is given, we trot along and listen to the judge. I found it complicated to get an explanation of what a judge does, so I requested to attend this party. The humans assure me this will definitely not be a party. A Gnome will be out of place in that environment, therefore not welcome. The humans have warned me that stress will be high at this time, and I am to be on my best behavior. Well, this is me told. 

Today was a vital Golf Day. Championships were on, and the idea was to win. So, the Mistress got busy in the baking department and cooked up some banana cakes. Since bananas were cheap by the box, she gave some away to friends, relatives, and neighbors. The other day, she made about 80 mini muffins, with some going into the freezer. Today, she made four Banana cakes, with three of them also going into the freezer.  A total of about 30 Bananas were used. She has been wondering how the family is getting on with their bagful.  

After a long day of production in our mobile bakery, she took a rest, but then the weather suddenly changed and got very dark. All of a sudden, the thunder started, and the rain began. It was extremely loud. His Lordship texted earlier than usual to advise that he was ready to be picked up. Quite a surprise for his darling. Luckily, all the cakes were out of the oven. 

It appears hail was dumped on the golf course, and the ground turned white. Not here, though. It's very strange, as it's only 4-5 km away. He was very cold and wet, and changed the top half of his clothes once the Mistress suggested he do so. Sounds like he didn't do well at golf anyway. Last week, he got third and didn't think to tell her. She was far from impressed, discovering the news several days later.    

A cake was iced and ready for a productivity test. Having used up a cake mix that had sat in the cupboard since before we had shifted meant that this was not a good one. Before long, it might be biffed out. Their faces said everything.


The cake looked alright too, from a mere gnome's perspective. She was proud that she cooked 2 in the air fryer and the other 2 in the gas oven. I believe this one was the oven.

When sleep bestows them tonight, I might try it!



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