Haven’t you lot got gnomes to go to?

On my way to the office this morning, I saw something a little unusual. There they were, on one of those fancy benches by the Theatre Royal – Gnomes!

Gnomes

Gnomes

Were they making some kind of protest? Or were they some kind of art installation? Or had someone cruelly left them sitting standing not very high and dry wet[1] on a damp morning? Or had the poor things been there all night?

This one didn’t seem too troubled by his ordeal:

Gnome Alone

Gnome Alone

But I fear this Gnome may have been driven mad. The way he’s holding his axe is a little worrying:

Mad Axe Gnome

Mad Axe Gnome

And these guys look like they’re ready to dispose of the evidence if the crazed axegnome goes on a rampage:

More Gnomes

More Gnomes

This sort of thing is why I always have a camera with me…

[1] Amendments by order of the Department for Corrected Cliches