Halloween Breakdown

The Halloween party was very cool. It was held by a family I've only been out with once but they are very nice. They live out in the country and have the most amazing large garden - I think several generations of their family bought it together and now co-habit in different parts of the house: ideal, I'd love to do that - it would be great for baby-sitters! Our host had such a great authentic bullet shot in the centre of her brow, even the bruising and brain stuff around the entry hole looked awesome. The fire took a long while to get going and it was such a cold night, the kids went indoors to keep warm. After a lot of fanning and (eventually) a rag soaked in petrol, it kicked into life and was lovely and roaring. I love the radiant heat from a good outdoor blaze. The baked potatoes were eventually found after a bit of raking through the ashes and most were perfectly cooked, I had one half that was perfect and the other half a little underdone - but then cooking outdoors is not an exact science. All in all we had a great evening, I liked the part where us men stood around the fire grumbling about cars breaking down and how garages seem to apply charges quite arbitrarily.

The film I chase eventually was Freddy vs Jason. I was laughing at it because it was so NOT a scary movie. If you've seen the parody Scary Movie it wasn't dissimilar. Oh well, you live and learn.

I have been reading the book I bought recently, it is volume one of a collection of Judge Dredd stories. He's a character from a comic titled 2000 AD, I don't think it's around any more. It does have me reminisce about the comics I used to read as a kid in the 1970s. I started with Beano and moved on to Krazy Comic and then Cheeky. My dad used to buy me comics like Battle, Warlord and Victor (more for his own entertainment I think). For some time I have been trying to remember one title I used to enjoy and this morning I looked it up on the Internet - isn't the web great for recalling memories from childhood? The comic in my memory was called Bullet and it featured a special agent called Fireball, he was a guy with a moustache (like one I am currently growing incidentally, more about that another time). I remember it so vividly because I sent off to join the Fireball club, I received a red plastic wallet and special story card to put inside and I got the Fireball pendant of which I was very proud. It was a large black plastic thing with embossed gold flames and I think an F in the middle, although I might not have remembered that part exactly. I loved British comics back in the 1970s and wish they would make a return.