Oh, it was probably a good idea to... uhhh... chuck this thing.

Toby realised he'd been staring at Zahra's predicament for some time when the gnome that he was holding began swinging to and fro in his hand, it's arms waving for his attention. It was probably fed up of dangling and wanted to get down, by any means possible. So Toby gave the gnome its wish.

He span and span and span, intending to reach the same speed as last spin, but perhaps not go for quite as long. He watched his surroundings carefully, waiting for the perfect time to let go of the garden gnome.