Gnome Gerry

Dad Gerry won Gnome  Gerry at a Dementia Friends Tea Party about 5 years ago.  I knitted Gerry.  Dad Gerry had to guess the gnome's name. Gnome Gerry lived in the boot of Dad Gerry's car for a few weeks until I rescued him, wrapped him up and put him in a box.  Until now.  Now the Gnome is out of the box.  Ironic that.