September 17, 2007
Did He Drink My Whiskey?
The Girlfriend, being a Creative and a Collector of note, will often bring weird and wonderful things back to The HQ, which always keeps me on my toes.
Like the time I forgot about her birthday, and she decided to get ME a gift instead – a Cape Cobra – which she left slithering in my shoe cupboard to surprise me.
Yes, that was certainly a fun and enjoyable time.
Then there was the occasion I decided to give Valentine’s Day a miss, leaving her to get me an electric back massager, which I apparently had to plug in and use whilst bathing. Sadly, that product proved to be slightly defective, but it was a lovely gesture nonetheless.
Today though, I am slightly confused. Confused and more than just a little apprehensive. I came home today to find this fellow chilling in the lounge.
A Fellow - Chilling In The Lounge.
Now, as far as I’m aware, we don’t have a garden. I’ve never been a fan of gardens, as well as plants or trees. Or little kids. Oh, and ginger beer. I especially hate ginger beer.
Back to the subject at hand though, we seem to be lacking in the garden stakes, which makes me wonder what we’re doing with a garden gnome.
Also, not to be funny or anything, but the garden gnome seems to be… well… Indian?
In all my years of socialising, networking and meeting new people, I’ve never actually had an Indian garden gnome in my home before – sure I’ve had Indians, and garden gnomes, but this is something altogether different.
I’ll be honest – I’m a little self conscious around it.
Besides that, I could have sworn I saw it move earlier on, and I’m beginning to wonder if he, rather than my crafty neighbour, polished off my remaining bottle of Jameson, which I had been keeping for this Monday morning before work.
The Girlfriend has christened him Mr Moodley, which is ironically my Christian name, and I sense a turf war may be imminent.
Mr Moodley - The Jameson Whiskey Thief?
I think I shall sleep with one eye open tonight. I’m not joking I actually can.
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