I’ve never really understood the Halloween thing. Perhaps it’s because I don’t remember it being that big in Australia. Or maybe I was just never allowed to go trick-or-treating Either way, when I moved to the UK, I was surprised by how much the British seemed to get into it. And then, last year, a visit to New York coincided with the lead-up to the big event, and POW.
Everything was decorated in orange and black, from restaurants, shop fronts and homes to cars, buses, and tramps on park benches. Scarecrows! Bats! Ghouls! Ghosts! Witches! Katy Perry Zombies! Bleeding Angry Birds! Lady Gaga in her day-to-day get-up! And pumpkins a-go-go-go-go! And this was weeks before All Hallows’ Eve.
So, this year I thought I’d get in on the action. I’m not saying that I plan to channel my inner Wicked Witch of the West, but I am amenable to decorating the butternut squash I found at the bottom of my hessian veggie bag. I don’t think I fancy cutting into it, but I do reckon a dab of acrylic paint would do the trick.
It did for these guys…
And then after Halloween, I can still make me up a batch of this:
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