After driving down to Dripping Springs for a meeting, I came back, had dinner and watched ‘The Apprentice’. Around 10 o’clock I started on my jack o’lantern. I am now finished and am very tired. The pumpkin guts dried out my hands. It was either that or the gunpowder from the ‘black cats’ I used to decorate it.
Updated: Here is a pic of my pumpkin. It’s supposed to be a suicide bomber, hence the firecrackers I used for the beard and moustache. I actually won the jack o’lantern contest, which was a surprise to me. Lord British took some of the firecrackers out and blew them off during the meeting:
