Halloween's Gone, But .........
...... but it is only a few days to Guy Fawkes Night !!!!!!
The Cold of Winter is edging it's biting reminder of the forth coming season into the general atmosphere, forcing a poor Telephone engineer to pull his jacket collar a little tighter.
Talking of Telephones, my "old" trusty Transit Van has been replaced this week, by a Transit Connect. For those of you who need to know, most people can recognise a Ford Transit, staple vehicle of "White Van Man", but the Connect is it's new "baby brother" and I do mean "Baby". Don't get me wrong, it's a lovely van to drive, very comfortable, very nippy, but it's like changing your Car from the space of a Land Cruiser, and trying to fit the same amount of suitcases into your brand new Mini.
I suppose, in time , I will get used to it, but at the minute - it feels pretty weird.
We are now into, what has become the noisy interlude, between Halloween and Guy Fawkes (Bonfire) Night here in the UK.
To be honest, and I have said it before, I don't really like the "Trick or Treat" element of Halloween - to me, and there is no disrespect intended, an American type tradition, and it has only become prevalent , here in the UK (or round near chez Smudger at least) in the last ten years. It just worries me that, with some of the "strange" people that wander the streets, there are still some parents willing to let their Kids go, door-2-door, un-supervised. To be fair, this year was the quietest one for a number of years. The weather Friday night was, to be honest, awful.
This year the show was from Beaulieu Abbey, known for it's nearby historic Car Collection.
For once, we allowed the Kids to watch, Laura watching the TV, and Liam flitting from the TV to the WebCam images on the Computer. And what made the night was the fact that he, we, think we may well have seen something in the Parish Church. Who knows?
Did we really see a Shadow (in a supposedly secure building) move from the Arched Doorway to the Glassed Case containing a very old Cross.?
Was this one of the Ghost's of the Monks that were known to live there?
Or was it something we "wanted" to see?
I some ways , I don't really care. I enjoyed the program, and the evening (even though I shattered at work the following day).
Now it's time to get on with the rest of my Sunday. Looking out the kitchen window (I have to trot off and make several drinks whilst typing this - always have, always will I suppose) - you can now look out of the early morning of those sad, depressing, turn of "Autumn to Winter" days that you get at this time of year. Even with the best will in the world, the Garden looks bedraggled and un-kempt. A Sad and dis-heartening site.
Never mind, "chin up" as they say.
And in the words of Bart Simpsons favourite Comic Book Hero - "UP AND AT-OM" (up and at them?)
God Bless
Dave
