Halloween

I do like a good pagan ritual. The gang met up at Ben's house for dressing up, games, food and for the parents to drink. Bud Bah-Humbugs Halloween* due to some childhood trauma so stayed at home to hoover. At least he provided the bobbing apples (from our garden and Hobbitland).

All hail the dispenser of chocolate

Bensmum had pulled out all the stops when it came to skulls, cats, pumpkins, stage blood and so forth. There were many games: I (the wizard) won a bag of sweeties for being the best musical statue. 

Elizabeth the fairy was best at Halloween bingo:

Erin (in her ideal role as Satan) was best at bobbing apples - Ben the blood monster cheated by eating half the apple in situ and leaving the mangled remains in the bucket.

Bobs was a top-quality Draclia, Johnny was a spooky zombie and Pops came as a trampoline contestant complete with medal.

There were also going-up-and-down-the-stairs races.

Three of the Puddler adults got mummified (draped in ever-disintegrating toilet roll). However hard we tried, nobody got turned into a frog.

We finally left well after 7pm leaving poor old Bensmum to clear up. At least she's got a lot of destroyed bogroll to wipe up with.

* Other irrational hatreds in our family

1. Halloween, trickle treating and all associated activities                BUD
2. Buttons                                                                                      JOF
3. Imagination Movers                                                                    ME
4. Toilet roll holders                                                                        BUD
5. Toenails                                                                                      JOF
6. Pink frilly glittery MyPonies                                                          ME