Since we got back from Scotland (lots of lovely posts about Edinburgh to come!) all it has done is rain. And while we need a duvet day, this weather is just depressing now. We had to leave the house today. I saw the The Mummy Diary‘s (much prettier) post about Pumpkin Picking in Nottingham at Maxey’s Farm Shop, and decided that’s what we would do. Get some pumpkins. Thanks Ellie, your post was just what we needed.
Setting foot in a field full of them cheered me immensley and there was something lovely about starting on a new Halloween tradition.
I can’t get over how much he reminds me of my brother here. Must also be the first time in years he has posed for a photo without his tongue or the Vs (peace man Vs not sweary Vs) appearing.
Mr G went for the biggest he could find…
After expressing her bafflement that the pumpkins weren’t growing – I think they were earlier in the week but they ran out and had to top up from another field – L decided she wanted one that was just the right shape and size for the design she has already sketched on paper, with a neat stalk.
Funny how the little things make them smile? Bet they still make me go trick or treating. If you live in Nottingham and fancy a trick or treat visit, let me know.