So we had a very fun ghoulish gathering in the end. Gruff helped me make lanterns, slime jelly and eyeball canapés; ‘Ghostbusters’ rang out from Spotify, and there was some great fancy dress (see our haunting family portrait below. Cate is a skeleton; Rich is the pumpkin-headed dancer meme)
The weather also held out for us to have fireworks and a bonfire in the garden (as well as a keg of ale and a makeshift bar where I sloshed together some sloe gin Negronis. Or Negroanis, for those who enjoy a terrible Halloween pun). And friends generously brought creepy offerings such as a skull draped with cold meats, ‘devil’s mess’, monster flowers and a Hilary Clinton mask.
Also this weekend an interview about Incarnation and new poem called ‘The Reef’ both went up on the excellent Poetry Spotlight website if you fancy a click.