carving a fruit on an eve

Sir Tom Prof set a pumpkin related challenge. And I accepted. I have never before carved a pumpkin. But you'd never guess!

Here is my first attempt. It ended up looking quite like Papa Moon:



For my second attempt, I thought I should try something a little Hallow e'en ish and predictable. Introducing: Monsieur Pumpkin, with a little beret:



It's sicking up a bit of pumpkin. Because pumpkin's not very nice really, is it? Tis the most frightening thing of Hallow e'en.

Naughty Papa Moon, what's that you're doing there?



Ah, playing a bit of jazz indeed!




PS Driving test finally passed - hurrah!

Feeling 22, acting 17...

Katie Melua was 19 when she released that bloody single. At least her feelings were realistic. Now, at the ripe old age of 24, she intends to release a greatest hits album. What on earth will go on there?

I dislike her very much. She disproves Gestalt. All her components are OK: she's found a niche in the market, she's a female singer like no other (read, "dull"), she's young and gorgeous, etc etc. However put them all together and she is a wholesome disappointment. (Apart from her hair. She has good hair.) She cannot move smoothly between notes - she has to step up with a little gag sound every time the note ascends. That is a sign of a seriously bad vocalist. But, because of her fantastic hair, it's ignored and she gets to release another album.

She's never even in tune!

(I had wanted to call this post, "Greatest (S)Hits", but I thought it may have been, to some extent, misleading and that certain readers might have got excited.)

I just thought another post was necessary, by the way. The previous N-torment looked a mess and I need no reminders of it.