I don’t think the woodlouse is getting the best of this encounter. I’m no psychic but whatever thoughts might be going through its little brain at the moment, probably they could be summed up by the word on the poster behind.
On a gloriously sunny Saturday, there are many worse places to be than by the seaside in Brighton, believe me.
Halloween is, of course, an over-commercial, Americanised piece of tosh, a festival of tat that in the UK risks supplanting our own home-grown folk festival at this time of year, the 5th November, Bonfire Night (and there will not be a celebration of that in Hebden Bridge this year due to ‘health and safety concerns’ — within my lifetime we may lose this event).
But none of that seemed to stop me attending a Halloween party tonight. Well, wouldn’t you, if this were your companion.
A good subject to mark this numerical milestone — day 700 of the blog, and in all those 700 pictures, Joe is the person who has appeared the most times. But I have no problem adding him again today; when I saw him looking out of our hotel room window in Brighton this morning, I had to take it.
Because it’s a round number, I’ll update the Best of the Rest page later and the Stats too, if I get around to it…
Being 42 