Halloween Never Ended

While shopping this fair morn, I turned to face an aisle clad in reds and gold. Pies of mince and cakes of festal mien. I reeled back, dear reader. The Christmas Out of Time had infested another year.

But I did not quail. Rushing home, I consulted my photographic library.

Icons struck and boundaries subscribed, I set upon this place a counter-sign.

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(©Dave Higgins – CC BY NC SA)

Draw strength from tradition, oh gentle reader.

Let us not go gentle into blurred time, but rather rage against the dying of the dark.

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3 thoughts on “Halloween Never Ended

  1. In other words, let’s get Halloween out of the way first! I just don’t want to think about Christmas and buying the kids their presents until I absolutely have to.

    Incidentally, I noticed that you live in a mystically insignificant part of Wiltshire. Is it avoided by spirits and bypassed by ley lines for any particular reason? I mean, did some earth-crushingly dull non-event barely happen there at some point in the past that kept the forces of mysticism away? Just wondering.

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    1. Wiltshire is almost solid mystical significance, so least mystically significant is still fairly arcane compared to say, the boring area of Milton Keynes. What my childhood didn’t have was a stone circle within walking distance.

      Although, my childhood home is mostly known for the industrial estate and a nightclub, so I suspect a chunk of mysticism avoids it where possible.

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      1. Ha ha! I see, it’s a bit like saying least rainy part of Ireland or least frozen part of Antarctica.

        I think you might be right about the nightclub, though. Mystical forces have other things to do at night besides prancing about in nightclubs.

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