Something of the night

Aye, it's that time of year. Emma's, now legendary, Hallowe'en party. Ellen and Ewan have been looking forward to it for weeks, working out what their costumes would be, badgering to cut the pumpkin, baying at the moon, sniffing out fresh blood.

Apart from that it's been quite a lazy day, pottering around with bits of work and somehow, quite my accident, ordering a new bike frame to build up over the winter. That's on top of the bike the taxman is buying me. Another garage extension I think.