Yes, I know this was Saturday and it’s now Monday but I have a slight confession to make about Halloween.
*dun dun duuuuun*
I’ve never really celebrated it. I never went trick or treating.
Before you all shout at me, I know this makes me boring, but I’ve just never been interested in Halloween, I hate scary things as I’m the jumpiest person in the world, and I’m quite lazy so I’ve never been interested in dressing up. But this year I tried something Halloweeny out, I travelled to Bristol to see my friend Jodie and together, I carved my first ever pumpkin, or “Jack O lantern” but I don’t know who that Jack bloke is or why he’s famous with a lantern.
So here are the pumpkins, you can probably tell which mine is as it looks pretty tragic, but nevertheless I am actually quite proud of it.. No one warned me about how difficult it is to carve a pumpkin, for a start they’re quite stiff (behave) and I don’t have enough strength to stab them, then the inside was surprisingly stringy and WOULD NOT GET OUT, how do children do it?! I’m not surprised I wasn’t trusted with it, people probably would have died.
On the dressing up front, as you will see from this picture, we went all out. Ooh so festive.