Mafia Gnome Conspiracy theories over a Power Cut

My loving darling younger sister knows I can't stand gnomes. Gnomes and I are deadly enemies. This gnome turned up one wet Saturday night - in a box with my sister. Dark glasses, Havana Cigar and black suit along with an exploding mushroom told me just one thing. He was Sicilian Gnome Mafioso for certain. He sat there staring at me last week on a Thursday night as I edited our local town paper and hoped like anything my computer wouldn't crash the programme. I succeeded...at 11pm on that Thursday night and thought I had done myself proud. Little did I know the Mafia Gnome had other ideas about that. Print day was the next day. Too tired to print the entire thing out. I saved it all and staggered off to snooze land - never realising there was going to be a dead of night meeting between a 6 inch high Mafia Gnome and his less than friendly associate.......
4.20a.m. The Editor crawls out of her warm bed. Hair is sticking out. Grabs a coffee. Goes to computer. Tells file to print......meanwhile the dirty deals were going down between the Mafia Gnome and his equally nasty associate Dirty Drain Dan down in the back paddocks of the Mad Bush Farm...it seemed the deal had already been arranged. Power surge..computer has a hernia...printer starts screaming then....I'm standing in pitch blackness..two and a half hours...no power..then 6.55 a.m. comes and power returns. System restored. Go go find file..errm file corrupted..ARRGGGHHHHHHH!!!!!!! Yes it was a complete redo. 12 hours straight redoing an entire publication. I'll blame it all on that Mafia Gnome and that darned rat..the power companies will make sure their lawyers are being well..paid...to bail those two out..that is.