Crocky Wocky

1730 this evening, picking up the children, I was told "Thursday's Roald Dahl day is actually tomorrow". Annabel: "If I can't be Mr Fox, I shall be a Twit". Euan: "I want to be a witch".

Dropping Euan off at cubs, I was given specific instructions: "buy the witches hat with the grey, real looking hair that we saw yesterday"

Problem one - that shop closed at 1700! Have you ever tried buying a witches hat in September? Halloween is not quite here (although apparently Christmas is!).

Eventually, after many shop and phone calls to friends, I got one. Problem two - pink hair on the hat! Unfortunately, Euan didn't like the pink hair and was really upset.

Our neighbours tried to help, offering a pirate costume, a skeleton, a bear, a wizard and numerous more. Problem three - we couldn't link any of these to Roald Dahl! Euan was REALLY upset.

Eventually, we found a crocodile (it I'd NOT a dinosaur!). He will be going as Crocky Wocky. He is really REALLY happy now!

Oh, and Annabel is now going as a witch!