Oh, the Gnomanity!

Had a day off today and ended up taking a wander through the streets and passages of Culross on the North shores of the Firth of Forth. Street names such as Cat's Close and Wee Causeway appearing around each corner.

I came across this upsetting scene, made all the more poignant having seen the harrowing "Gnomeo & Juliet" the previous weekend.

What twisted *bleep* could have perpetrated this crime? I just hope it was the wind.

This will be my entry for this weeks WBC challenge of twisted.

Due to a nasty twist of fate the broken gnome now has a parallel with events the next day when one of my girls ended up with a fractured arm due to an ice skating incident. Small comfort that she is smiling and on the mend now.