Pumpkin patch...

We took a drive out Warrington way today, avoiding the motorways, taking the toll bridge, dodging the storm clouds, watching the racing clouds.

Halloween weather, well it's that time of year.

A black cat hissed at us from the side of the road, a scarecrow waved a bony hand from a field full of pumpkins.

As we drove along the country roads I was surprised at how many farms were selling pumpkins along the way. Time was when the only way you could get a pumpkin was to grow it yourself, these days they seem to be everywhere. The supermarkets are full of them, huge crates stacked ten deep, all competing for the pumpkin carver’s pound.

We stopped at one of the farms and bought our pumpkin. They had dozens around the back in a shed, goodness knows what they’ll do with them once tomorrow has gone – pumpkin soup and pie I guess.

We plan to carve it tomorrow. I’ll let you see how it turns out.