The weekend after I found out I was going to be made redundant, I had a whole heap of social activities planned and most of them got cancelled. It sucked. I went into ‘wallow mode’ and my friend Fi in Barcelona made an emergency skype call to me and ordered me to get out the house pronto. I agreed to take a walk to the local mini supermarket shop to get some raspberries for my breakfast the following day. But on the way back I passed a charity shop and saw this guy in the window looking kinda lonely…
I went in and spent the remaining coins in my wallet and went home planning to post him to my friend Ruth who is a fellow Wallace and Gromit fan. But I decided that I would take him to the beach with some of our mutual friends and take some pictures of Gromit to send with him to Ruth for the giggles. If you know Ruth and I you’ll know that such silliness is actively encouraged amongst the two of us.
However…Gromit got dognapped.
He got dognapped by Mini Kahuna who ‘wanted to see him’ and then hugged him fiercely. And Miss Sweetroot asked if they could borrow him because he had to stay until SUrf Camp. I can’t think where they learned such skills, because you know I’ve never been round at their house and employed similar tactics with any of their awesome cuddly toys. Ahem.
I actually thought the idea was kinda cool, and knew that Gromit would be well looked after. They tried to give him back to me a couple of days later (I think due to parental pressure…) but I said if Gromit came home with me he’d probably not have as much fun learning about redundancy as he would with Mini K and Miss S!
I was totally right…now the plan is that Gromit will not be going to the SUrf Camp but he will go to the Christian Surfers Gathering in Polzeath, Cornwall next month. I can’t go, so Gromit being able to go is making it better, plus he’ll hopefully get to be dropped off with Ruth after the gathering as the head of CS Europe goes to Ruth’s church.
A few days later I woke up to a string of texts on my phone – each one a photo with what Gromit had been getting up to…
As you can see he’s been to the dentist, celebrated Granny’s birthday by helping eat some cake, gone singing in the rain and even went to Brownies to watch some new Brownies make their promise! Gromit didn’t come to Colour Me Rad with us, but that’s probably just as well as I’m not sure he would have appreciated the colour bombs as much as we did. ;)