Halloween saw witches
and ghouls, pumpkins and broomsticks all over the village as it went dark. I was an alternative witch with pink hair ( I don’t have a black wig) but joined my local coven for a feast of Bloody Mary’s, Pumpkin Pie and good fun. We were visited by the local Axe man who succeeded in scaring us out of our wits whilst we were gathered around our table/ sorry, cauldron!
Sunday saw a cool, crisp day which was the opportunity to drive to the coast. It was a beautiful winter scene and blew all the Halloween cobwebs away.