Halloween ghost

Today grandson helped empty old jars of jam and chutney (from 2003). Rather sad that I used to make all that effort with home grown produce and just left them.
Rinsed jars and then took them to bottle bank. Put bin sack of the contents in rubbish too. Then found shed doors open to the village decorations stores wide open so couldn’t resist another look. He wanted to pose with the ghost. In same area were old bikes for Tour de France time, some giant school paint brushes and some white painted branches for Christmas. They all appear every year and are mostly quite ghastly!