Sir Perceval Of Pumpkins

We always leave it too late. Every single year. October 29th, October 30th, I, like Manchester’s answer to Sir Perceval, trawling fruitlessly around all of the local stores on a vain last minute pumpkin quest.

Not this time, I thought. October 28th. Not too soon for them to go rotten, not too late for them to sell out.

Leave it to me this year, dear family of mine, Halloween is safe in my hands.

(And no, it’s not that I have giant hands.)

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