Admittedly October 31st was always a weird day for me. I grew up in London where Halloween is... well, it's a thing but not a huge thing. It really depends on if your family is into it or not, and for my family Halloween was always considered more of an American event. That's not to say that I never had a Halloween but I had a very non-typical one. Growing up I'd usually hear about kids who went to door to door in search for sweets or had "scary" family parties in creepy costumes. For me, Halloween was about watching my cat Tabbs, sitting on our van roof, booping people on the head as they went past. At nine in the evening, Trick or Treating when would be declared over and we'd eat vasts amount of chocolate which had been bought in for small children.
This year was a little different. This year there were pumpkins!
Pumpkin carving has always a weird concept to me. You're basically getting a pretty ridged fruit (vegetable? fruit?) then taking away all of the juicy parts so you're left with the only piece of the fruit/vegetable you can't eat, and then you stab it with holes and set it on fire. Not going to lie, it's slightly weird. It's definitely traditional though and something I had never actually done. So I got a two pumpkins, one for a classic creepy face, and one for The Sudden Stop.
Before we get into it, can I just say how creepy these instructions are...
In total we brought back four, small traditional pumpkins from the store which had pre-assembled faces made out of black tape. Look how happy they were!
In any case, this was the pumpkin I had chosen...
You can also see in the photo where I stabbed myself with the previous carving. It was a pretty sharp and small knife but it didn't actually cause a lot of damage. It was more like a needle prick. I'm not actually that great around needles so I may have written a Will between washing it and applying the bandage, but it wasn't too bad. OH! I did actually break my toe this past week though, and went on to make three plates of nachos before realising that it may be broken, so my pain tolerance may be at heroic levels this month. I did treat it in the very British manner of just ignoring it.
Once the logo was cleaned up a little more and the design was ready, I made sure the base was flat enough to hold the tea-light safely and before putting the candle in. Next up, fire!