Halloween

Not a pumpkin but it does have the right colour all the same - by chance this orange happens to really fit the occasion!

In the past our youngsters would dress up and celebrate Halloween in the street on the other side of our little neighbourhood. An energetic Canadian mother had started the tradition together with a few other houses in the street. Their large garden was turned into a churchyard with fog from a smoke machine and her husband scaring the willies out of visiting children, dressed as a vampire and going "I'll drink your blood!" amplified by a guitar amp on full reverb. Nowadays these festivities have moved to the Marnix quarter opposite the Delhaize.