Cecil the Slightly Camp Garden Gnome has made a cameo appearance on this blog before when he went for a ride on a John Deere tractor, but now the show-tunes loving garden ornament has fallen victim to Rothmans, (pictured above wearing a very avantgarde pair of black sunglasses) who likes nothing more than grabbing Cecil from his usual resting place (out of sight of the house, as he is rather vulgar) and carrying him to her favourite lurking place outside the wendy house, where she will then sit and cuddle him for ages. What Cecil thinks of this isn’t known, partially because nobody has asked him, and partially because he is made of plastic.
While we are on the subject of Cecil, here he is showing a remarkably cheerful demeanor given that he is up to his waist in snow.
From The Sun so it must be true…..
Magdalena Kwiatkowska’s 13-year-old returned to Poland from their holiday expecting a baby.
Magdalena believes the teenager conceived from stray sperm after taking a dip in the hotel’s mixed pool. She is now seeking compensation from the hotel.
A travel industry source said: “The mother is adamant that her daughter didn’t meet any boys while she was there.
“She is determined to go ahead with the case.”
Tourist authorities in Warsaw, Poland, have confirmed they received the bizarre complaint.”
While tinkering with the settings on Facebook, Mrs Fleet has discovered that it is possible to change the language settings to English (Pirate). The results are quite marvellous to behold! The element which made me giggle was the replacement of the word Applications with Arrrplications and Log Out with Abandon Ship.
With spring now sprung in Oxfordshire, Miss Fleet retrieved from the shed her beloved tractor, a present from her Uncle and Aunt Farmer. We set off on an expedition ’round the block’, accompanied by Miss Fleet’s dear friend Cecil the Slightly Camp Gnome, who adopted a proprietorial air in the trailer.
Out foray coincided with the arrival of the bin men, who fell about laughing as a stern faced four-year-old powered past them on a miniature John Deere towing an effete gnome and trailed by an shifty and embarrassed looking thirty-six year old man with a crafty cigar on the go.