From the end of this week I may have no time for blogging until the end of November because my grandson and his parents are coming to stay, so here's a spooky mantelpiece in advance of the Hallowe'en weekend.
I snapped it on October 16th during a "diplomatic hospitality" outing to Saunders Farm where there are acres of ghastly frights hanging in the trees, a plethora of playgrounds, eleven mazes, a puppet show and old barns dressed up for the season. About fifty of us (including some little Japanese children as well as ladies from Pakistan, Romania, Germany, Indonesia ...) took wagon rides through the plantations and pond sized puddles, pulled along by a couple of tractors before returning to the log cabin (dating back to the 1840s) where an open fire did its best to warm us up and where we were served warm drinks and wedges of pumpkin pie with cream. Sheila organised a team game in which we had to identify (or guess the purpose of) various old-fashioned farmhouse objects being passed around, such as a wooden spigot, a hot pie extractor made of bent wire and a gramophone turntable arm. Distracted by the giant spiders' webs, bats and living dead monsters that surrounded us, my team didn't do well.
By the way, I have just discovered from Google Analytics that people logging on in 87 different countries have glanced at this blog since I created it two years ago. That's also rather scary.