Sunday 31 October 2010
As we walked up to inspect the road works, we met this mysterious character, who has the saddest face imaginable. It was only later that we realised it was Halloween.
We continued on up the hill to Bill's Bar, for some light refreshment. He had gathered together all the abandoned pumpkins from the pumpkin competition and left them out the front with a sharp knife. I wouldn't have thought most of Bill's clientèle were safe around sharp objects, but they did okay to produce this row of unsavoury characters.
We adjourned to George's restaurant for some late supper, with a few of the usual suspects - and Pauline, all unsuspecting - where we found Mad Robbie's winning monster pumpkin had taken pride of place:
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