I don't like Halloween

(Tell me why! I don’t like… ohh, wrong song) I’m not quite sure why but I’ve never really enjoyed Halloween, and I still don’t. It may be because it seems like such a sham these days with strange kids disguised as unruly teenagers turning up at your door and demanding their goods. Occasionally you still get a witch or a ghost, or a domino (c’mon, everyone was a domino once, right?) and they even make an effort to do a turn (translation: sing a song, do a dance, tell a joke). When they do you politely laugh, or nod and smile, then present them with a tangerine and usher their bemused faces out the door, ignoring their pleas for sugar-based …

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Sponges. Eeek. Hate them. You know the ones, those nylon-ey ones that are slightly rough. Oooh, the texture makes me shiver, the palms of my hands go all tingly and tight, I get goosebumps and need to squeeze my hands into tight fists to try and get rid of the sensation. Eek. And I just picked one up. *shudders*

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