Hallowe'en

Never been particularly into this. Probably because I am not a snotty nosed 8 year old, armed with eggs, intent on terrorising the neighbourhood.

So there are three possibilities

1) Turn off all lights and go about IN YOUR OWN HOUSE wearing night vision goggles


Oh hello kids. Go on. Throw an egg. Make my day.

2) Give in to the inevitable, and spend all evening answering the door to yummy mummies (could be worse) accompanied by little Electra and Hamish (could be better) and handing out choccies to the little darlings



3) Just get the hell out of Dodge for the evening


Come on Clive, let's call it a day and catch that Bunuel retrospective at the ICA

So me and the missus chose option 3.


First, we went to King's Place for cocktails

...OK punk for the last time...WHERE'S MY GODDAM LITTLE UMBRELLA??


and then on to The Great Nepalese for a curry, but on the way we passed Granary Square and saw this amazing sight





3,000 candlelit pumpkins. It did look incredible. With the warm glow of two Mojitos inside me, and a curry on the way, best Hallowe'en for some time