Happy Halloween or a Joyous Samhein!
Having finally recovered from the cold of Tynemouth earlier this week, J and I were in Whitby this morning. It snowed. Not the crispy, autumnal weather that I normally associate with Halloween.
We were well wrapped up, as you can see.
But, there were plenty of shivering people around in black lace dreeses and pvc trousers. That's the risk of having a Goth Festival on the North East coast in October - the clothes are gorgeous, but look stupid with a Gortex anorak on top.
I seem to have a bit of a lighthouse thing going at the moment. Nothing Freudian, I assure you.