Monday, December 10, 2012

Halloween Party

Saturday, November 3rd - Fenny Stratford

Yep, I know, a month late.....

It all started with a cunning plan to get the women folk interested in going out to the Halloween party at the local pub.  If the guys had a theme costume figured out then the women would feel obliged and everyone wins!  Friar Tuck, monks "bring out your dead", and other mass themes were explored.....
Instead we decided to build a coffin and throw Mike in it!  When John went to the local lumber yard they agreed to build it for us if we donated to their cancer charity.  A collection raised, and we ended up with a coffin.

I'd spent a year living off of everyone else's hospitality so I decided this time I'd host the dinner before the pub party.  Terry and Anita tucking in.

Chicken Gumbo, Red Beans and Rice, loads of bread, butter and hot sauce.  2 gallons of Hurricanes were drained in less than an hour!

L-R: Martin, Ritchie, "Big" Miek (hidden behind), "Little" John, Me, Ella, "Big" John, Gena.

 Good start to the evening, everyone plied with food and drink, hanging out, playing guitar, making inappropriate jokes......

Reformed zombie pall-bearers: John, Martin, Me, Ritchie, Ella, Mike, John, Gena.

Around 9 we headed down to the pub with our coffin in tow.

Carried it through the crowd and set Mike up in the corner.  Don't all coffins come with a beverage table?  Ours did.

Then John thought it'd be funny to nail it shut and tape up the window.  I almost lost it until I found out the nails weren't long enough to go all the way through the door!

Ritchie and his doppleganger.

Everyone took a turn in the coffin.

In fact we raised another 80 quid by asking for a donation to have you pic taken in it.

I think I paid about 30 of that myself.

Mike with "little James".  A Halloween decoration we fished out of the canal, one we think favors our friend James.  Little James is currently residing on my kitchen table waiting for his head to be reattached.

Someone forgot he was wearing makeup and wiped his greasy face with a towel....

The next morning, I dropped Gena off at the airport to fly home and then met the guys at the pub.  The pub was closed but we retrieved the coffin to take back to mine.  Originally to sell on eBay and donate the proceeds, but now I'm sort of holding on to it in case someone wants to keep it.

1 comment:

  1. A new post!!! And wonderful pictures. Looks like an incredibly fun group. Bring them all back to the states with you Chris.