Category: gnomepic

Beach Boy

I’ve never been to a beach, but I’d definitely feel self-conscious in one of these wee bathing suits. I also don’t like getting my hat wet.

Tucked

One of the other perks of travel is getting to sleep in a big human bed … I just don’t know what to do with all the pillows. Good night.

The only way to travel

As far as I am concerned, this is the only way to travel: tucked within a carry-on shoulder bag on a flight. There is nothing more disturbing than being stuffed into checked luggage, particularly amongst the soiled laundry on the return voyage. I do need to make a particular effort not to be spotted, but… Continue reading The only way to travel

Calendar boy

So much for wee calendars. I was relieved to finally get away on a trip and came across this while having breakfast in London. I’ll post a few more pics from the trip over the next several days.

Checking in with old friends

I constantly run into old friends on the Internet and just this morning caught sight of Hans and Sven, working away in a Portland, Oregon garden. To all my gnome friends out there, remember you can reach me on AIM at gnomebandits. The Spring is a busy time for wee gnome folk.

Designer gnome

I recently got to visit Westerwald who has been working in London at the design consultancy, Prospect. It isn’t all grind and deadlines, since the city has such a nice network of parks. Westy has a great collection of Motown CDs, and as you can see, doesn’t shy away from demonstrating “The Shovel”. Other aspiring… Continue reading Designer gnome

Caught Speeding

Garden gnomes are all about safety and though we rarely come across vehicles in the woods and gardens, apparently some of us have been put into service to help alert motorists to speed traps. I would rather support safety than try to foil the Garda, but there you are … South African police officials are… Continue reading Caught Speeding

Gnome Dangers

All picture credits to kellypuffs. Thankfully we don’t get these type of snowfalls in Ireland, but poor Norman appears to have been caught in a gnome-sized drift. I assume he was rescued in time before suffering a nightmare fate. Poor lad.