You do not have to be mad to work for Yorkshire Pudding Enterprises Ltd but it certainly helps.
Last week, we bought a new garden gnome at "Poundland". His name is Roger and he only cost three pounds. A stout and handsome little gnome with a white beard and quite heavy too. I knew the very spot where he would be placed in our garden and I was looking forward to installing him in his new home.
In the shop, Mistress Pudding volunteered to put Roger in her shopping bag - a proposal to which I foolishly assented. Sure enough, when said shopping bag was later unpacked in our kitchen, the top of Roger's pointy hat had broken off. What a tragedy!
I was mortified and after sobbing for over an hour, I admitted to myself that with the broken hat, I could no longer provide Roger with the home that I had promised him. Sadly, Roger had to go.
Over the next few days, I hatched an alternative plan. I would make a little sanctuary for Roger at a secret place on the edge of the city. Not wanting to leave the beardie little man there on his own, I decided that he would be accompanied by two of our other gnomes who have seen better days - Tasker and Stephen (with "ph" in the middle).
Henceforth, I planned that they would live in a woodland sanctuary called "Land of Lost Gnomes".
I took the gang of three to their new home this very afternoon... "Land of Lost Gnomes" and even prepared a wooden stake to mark their new neighbourhood. It is a little off the beaten track so any visitors will need to stumble upon the location. In my dreams, more lost gnomes will appear in the coming months and years till the surrounding woodland is filled with them - broken gnomes, the faded, the unwanted - all the gnomes that nearby city dwellers do not want any more.
I'm a laughing gnome and you can't catch me
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