Hallowe'en Happenings

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First of all on Friday I visited Ann, she had been enjoying a hallowee'n party in the nursing home.
Then I went off to Lockerbie to meet the rabble.

On Friday night the Dumfries rabble had a kilt meet in the Bluebell Hotel at Lockerbie, following which we attended a Scocha gig in Lockerbie Town Hall.

Pour1Malt's sister-in-law Buffy came along to protect us from vampires

Scocha on stage at Lockerbie Town Hall

Chappie and Scottie
Note the hallowe'en pumpkin.

Piper
Piper's shadow projected large on back wall of Lockerbie Town Hall

more to follow shortly.

[Chas]

Alex - all I am seeing is the dreaded Red X - no pictures.

Regards

Chas

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The next morning, Saturday, my Dead Threads Goth Kilt was de rigeur for a visit to Whitby Abbey on hallowe'en day 31st October.

Here we were transported back to Victorian Gothic times.

Plenty of kilts out and about too.

Black kilt and Victorian lady.

Utilikilt
More to follow shortly.

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Military re-enactor group including Black Watch kilt.

Execution by hanging, 1820's style.

All aboard the coal fired steam bus for a ride around town.

Also a visit to the cemetery to find some goth girls

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Another goth girl

And more.
If you like those see some more visit my Flickr album, this is a kilts forum.

Then I took a ride on the train
On the way to board the train, along the narrow, curved, platform, with rows of railway carriages forming a claustrophobic wall either side, I spotted a couple walking towards me, wearing Victorian clothing. Well it was hallowe'en and I assumed they were real people in costume so I raised my digital camera to take their photo. They saw the camera and through its viewfinder I saw them freeze and pose for a photo. I clicked the shutter, took their photo, then they walked on past me. As they floated silently past, I uttered a thankyou to the husband, but neither acknowledged my presence. No sooner had they passed than the recorded photo came up on the camera, railway carriages at a station platform but no people. I assumed the camera must have recorded the scene as it was a few moments later after they had moved out of frame, so I turned, to ask them if they would mind me taking another shot. But they had disappeared, never to be seen again!

The steam engine worked hard up the hill, flames from its fire reflecting in its steam in the evening twilight.

Ominously I had met Dracula before I boarded the train.

I alighted at a lonely wayside country station, somewhere in the north of England in the mid twentieth century, and a few goths approached out of the darkness....
What happened next....

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I waited patiently by the warm fire in the station waiting room....

.....then this mysterious wee wummin arrived, she was a warm and friendly wee wummin and we exchanged a few pleasantries.

I went up the hill from the station to haunt the set of the BBC Heartbeat series...
...Mr. Scripp's garage...

.....and the Aidensfield Arms, alias the Goathland Hotel,
well Goths in Goathland, whyever not?

Then finally the Aidensfield village store.
That's enough haunting for this year's hallowe'en folks!

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Grand photo set

[Zardoz]

Great pics, cool goth and steampunk stuff!

[Rex_Tremende]

On the way to board the train, along the narrow, curved, platform, with rows of railway carriages forming a claustrophobic wall either side, I spotted a couple walking towards me, wearing Victorian clothing. Well it was hallowe'en and I assumed they were real people in costume so I raised my digital camera to take their photo. They saw the camera and through its viewfinder I saw them freeze and pose for a photo. I clicked the shutter, took their photo, then they walked on past me. As they floated silently past, I uttered a thankyou to the husband, but neither acknowledged my presence. No sooner had they passed than the recorded photo came up on the camera, railway carriages at a station platform but no people. I assumed the camera must have recorded the scene as it was a few moments later after they had moved out of frame, so I turned, to ask them if they would mind me taking another shot. But they had disappeared, never to be seen again!

Alex! What a story!

Regards,
Rex.

[McClef]

You really do get around Alex!