The jack-o'lantern from Hallowe'en is sitting on top of the compost bin (there's no room for it because of my shameful composting skills). The poor pumpkin has been gnawed at by bird-feed fattened squirrels, abused by cold and rain, and frankly, looks absolutely frightening.

I am writing this so I can remember to carve a pumpkin a month before Hallowe'en so I can re-capture this glorious effect.