Wait 'Til You See The Shower!

Reckon this door "decoration" is in fairly dubious taste, even for Hallowe'en, but then I tend to be a bit of a "grumpy old man" about the commercial exploitation of the whole evening (and my sense of fun has been somewhat dulled by having an attack of the wobblies for the first time in weeks today.)

Didn't help my golf this morning when the ball didn't seem to stay still when I tried to hit it - my fault for still "going out to play" when I wasn't feeling right, as Tess has, quite rightly, pointed out! Boys, eh?

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