Gudrun is a textile artisan and evangelizing Jehovah’s Witness (are there other kinds ?). The latter has not made her much popular among the regulars at Moxie’s as she like most other witnesses have a nasty tendency to push his somewhat befuddled religious beliefs of most other people. Fellow believers are scarce on the ground around Oslo’s west-end and it has made Gudrun a lonely and slightly confused woman. Laura claims that she is so lonely that she is talking her plants to death. Gudrun is unmarried and childless and her hunger for human contact constantly steers her steps in the direction of Moxie’s despite her lack of popularity at the place.
As Gudrun’s choice of subjects for her tapestries mostly circles around her strange religious beliefs offers to exhibit these works as rare as potential buyers. But like most of the west-end dwellers, she inherited both her flat and her fat bank accounts from her parents and even though the witnesses are keen to get their hands on both Gudrun currently displays survival sense enough to steer away from just that every time the church’s seniors have calculated the end of the world to be just around the corner.
Poor Gudrun struggling with phobias, especially she can’t stand the sight of blood, in fact, to the extent that she does not even tolerate someone mentions marmalade made from blood oranges. Considering the Jehovah’s Witnesses’ description of how the boss himself will slaughter indiscriminately any who are not among the most faithful of the faithful witnesses, that’s a somewhat strange phobia. The rest of the congregation seems to be bloodthirsty enough.