Since I met Kev, Hallowe’en has become much more important than it ever used to be. Out in the wild depths of Dorset we didn’t make Jack o’ Lanterns. In fact, I’d never made one until 2005, when we killed Kenny. This year I did the pumpkin carving on my own, which rather took some of the fun out of it, but I’m pretty happy with how it came out. Photos are a little fuzzy – Kev’s got the good camera with him – but so it goes.
The tools
The Pattern
Nicked, shamelessly, from the cover of Neil’s Graveyard Book.
Transferring the pattern
Starting the carve
The finished thing… with the lights on
And with the lights off
And, if you’re still unsure wtf it is:
Did I spot it right – top pic WITH bottle of win, remainder without suggesting lots of boozing in the planning stages?
I mean wine not win…ftw…errr…I’ll shut up now.
Ha ha ha. Sadly, that’s an empty bottle of really lovely sherry that we got as a wedding present, and haven’t wanted to throw away. Las Senoras Delcgado Zuleta SA. Really gorgeous stuff. Shame it’s all gone. 🙁
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