helen-louise (baratron) wrote,
helen-louise
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Surreal thought for Halloween

I was cycling along the road today observing many carved pumpkins in house windows, and it struck me - the pumpkin isn't native to the UK, is it? Of course, they now grow them here, but we don't eat them, they're just for carving! Really, we should use a native squash. That would be the marrow. For North Americans, this fruit is popular in Wallace and Gromit, and you get it if you leave your courgettes or zucchini for too long. So instead of having round, orange, American import jack-o-lanterns, we should have long, fat, green & yellow ones!

I now want someone to carve me a marrow jack-o-lantern so I can enjoy it :)

This surreality may have been inspired by: http://www.weebls-stuff.com/toons/marrow/ - video, with silly, repetitive song like many Weebl toons.
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