My Impaled Pumpkin

3 Nov

On Halloween, we stayed in and carved pumpkins. I carved out a scary robot face- it was much easier than trying to do the popular toothy grin, especially when considering we were using steak knives to make the cuts. When finished, my pumpkin was lit and placed on the pavement outside for the entire street to enjoy. By the following evening, she had gone missing.

The tragic fate of my Halloween pumpkin!

I learnt of her fate this morning via this Blackberry photo sent to me. It is a cruel, cruel world when someone messes with your Halloween pumpkin.

NO RELATED ENTRIES.

6 Responses to “My Impaled Pumpkin”

  1. Jo Wadsworth 03. Nov, 2009 at 4:15 pm #

    Hi Dave,

    While I’m sorry to hear of your pumpkin’s fate, I love this photo – and I’d love to use it on my best of Brighton’s blog – would you mind me using it with a link to your ghoulish tale?

  2. dave 03. Nov, 2009 at 6:02 pm #

    it is up on the argus blog: http://bit.ly/3qTZgm

    thanks, jo, for letting others know about this act of cruelty!

  3. kay 03. Nov, 2009 at 7:37 pm #

    This is so sad, poor mr pumpkin, but at least he was not broken up and put in a pie

  4. dave 04. Nov, 2009 at 6:05 pm #

    i would have rather put her in a pie, given that her seeds (roasted with seasoning) were so tasty! (although i don’t even like pumpkin pie)

  5. jayba 22. Nov, 2009 at 4:23 am #

    Your poor pumpkin – did you find the culprit?

  6. dave 23. Nov, 2009 at 1:14 pm #

    never found the culprit- but we do know the house where she met her untimely end!

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