Fright night

You know you're in West London when the pumpkins are pineapples.

Lazy morning, house viewing, costume buying and pj buying. Then off to my godson's house to join in with the trick or treating. CarbBoy, duly and horrifically costumed, joined in the local posse, I hid indoors eating the treats and TallGirl hijacked folk on the street to drag them to our door for tricks and/or treats.

Later, fish and chips on the way home and a scary pineapple.