a mildly bonkers visit to Holmwood House which i think probably usually has an air of neglect and underfunding but at halloween is dressed up with every last bit of wallmat halloweenery that asda can supply.

wee 'un threw himself into it all with gusto

then we took him half way across town for a birthday party

then spent the evening eating the contents of his spooky skull pinata which is mother lovingly made out of paper mache and didn't mind not getting a chance to watch him smash - didn't mind at all, no siree, not me

and then the elderly godmother had to put up with me and the big 'un watching trash tv because frankly that was all i was capable of