I went out for a run tonight and witnessed some bizarre looking sights in and around Guiseley. Nothing new there, despite it being Hallowe'en Night.
Needless to say, Jamie and Charlotte got in on the trick-or-treating act.
If only Miss White had kept her witch's hat on.
Earlier, and with Charlotte at nursery, Jamie and I had a boys' day out in Bradford.
After Despicable Me 2 at the cinema (brilliant) and lunch at McDonald's (you'll probably have been to one), we headed to the new Doctor Who exhibition at the National Media Museum.
Which promised much on screens in the foyer...
...and in cardboard.
But in terms of actual "exhibits," delivered a pitiful two Daleks - both of which looked like they'd been hiding out in someone's garage for the past 30 years.
And that was it.
Still, as you know, I wouldn't be one for complaining (shut up).
Plus the shit Daleks might come and get me.