Desperate to attract passing tourists, Council voted to upgrade the local park.
While surveys confirmed locals had wanted to install a steam locomotive and have a mini railway running on weekends, they’d ended up with “Rusty” , a “pile of scrap metal”, instead. Accordingly, Rusty was only good for one thing and for more information, you’ll need to consult the local dogs, who’d voted him the best telegraph pole in town.
Then, last Sunday morning, Rusty was gone. No one had seen or heard a thing, but in his place, there was a garden gnome.
Apparently, Nigel had come home.
This is another contribution for the Friday Fictioneers. PHOTO PROMPT © Jennifer Pendergast.
Hope you’ve had a great week!
xx Rowena
That was funny!
Hmmm… this leaves us with lots of questions! I like it.
Ha, made me chuckle, good one.
I wonder if the dogs will retaliate…
The dogs will be upset, I pity the gnome.
I hadn’t thought of that and you really made me laugh!
Thanks, Iain. I couldn’t for the life of me work out what this one was and so went for the council option. There some quote about asking a committee for an elephant and ending up with a camel instead. There’s so much truth in that. Hope you have a great week. xx Rowena
Thanks very much, Dale. I was thinking about very practically minded Australian in a fairly small regional town as I wrote this. My mother-in-law in Tassie was outraged at the money which went into a fairly basic clock to honour the returned service people. She thought it showed disrespect.
Thanks very much. I think it was a local conspiracy. We have great respect for our local councils. xx Rowena
Gnome is where the heart is. Nigel was probably in ‘Gnome and Away’. I saw the picture and did think about a ‘The Big Fob’ as a story. All in line with ‘The Big Pineapple’, ‘The Big Banana’ and other big tourist attractions.
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