Yesterday I realised a life long dream of enacting every cliché I’ve ever seen in an American film – foremost on the list after going to prom and being sent to summer camp (think I may have missed the boat on both), was visiting a pumpkin patch at Halloween. We don’t have many pumpkin patches here in the UK, but never one to give up on a dream easily, or at least without quick Google search, I tracked down Crookford Bridge Farm, and headed down there yesterday as excited as a kid a Christmas
Let’s just get a wee close up of that…
What a complete fool.
The Crookford Bridge Farm Shop is pretty fabulous too and I stocked up on duck eggs and lemon drizzle cake before heading home to eat aforementioned duck eggs and lemon drizzle cake.
There is lots for kiddlywinks to do at the patch, including a theatre show and pumpkin carving. But why should the kids have all of the fun?
I’m wearing an apron that I picked up in Estonia during my epic shopping day. It manages to encompass two favourite things of mine, a little bit goth, a little bit folk crafts. I’m wearing it with a lace tea dress from Asos, a big chunky cardi from Forever 21 and my trusty 1914 Dr Martens.
Until next Halloween!