Despite knowing we could record videos on Naomi's phone, we never really used it until yesterday.
We went to Chatsworth after missus found out she didn't have to work and wandered around the way we always do.
First off we went to look around the shops in there at all of the Halloween and Christmas decorations. They were all very cool and I wanted them all.
Then we wandered up to the cool tree which we both love. It's so Sleepy Hollow/Peter Pan/Harry Potter-ish. That wont make much sense to anyone other than us. Anyway, while up there I had the idea of recording the water running down the hill. I love the sound of running water, especially in somwhere so quiet and magical looking. So HERE is the video.
There are more but that one's the best.
Then we went back down to the Coach House for some food in the restaraunt. HERE is a little video of that which missus took by accident.


One of the coaches.

Huge Chandeliers.

Missus in the restaraunt looking lovely, as always.

So after eating and taking lots of pictures we went and bought a pumpkin. I know it's early but it's only small. It's a 'practice' pumpkin before we get a bigger one for Halloween. Plus it was a Chatsworth pumpkin which makes it all the more special.
We were going to do a picture of Hobbes, him being orange and all, but it was a little small to get a picture of him onto and neither of us had much success drawing him on a round surface like that. So we may save that till the bigger one. As a consolation we decided it still had to be Calvin and Hobbes related so we did their skull and crossbones symbol from G.R.O.S.S.

There it is in front of the fire. Because it's so small it also emits a near perfect skull and crossbones in light when it's near a wall. Very cool.

After all the not-quite-halloween-but-almost shenanigans we went to see Domino.
There were boobies... Keira boobies. Missus got jealous. I didn't look.
All in all the film was o.k. Not good but still watchable and pretty nifty looking. Although all that flashy visual stuff did get old and it dragged in parts. Still makes you want to be a bounty hunter. Until you realise you're not a red-neck and you've never been on (or wanted to be on) Jerry Springer.
I think I'm going slightly off the point here which probably means my concentration's gone and I have nothing else to say.