Now Halloween is over. Faded lights, candy papers and fake spider webs everywhere. From pumpkins and pizzas to the long Sunday hungover it was..glorious.
After the candy and booze hedonism that weekend we spent the rest of it staring at Halloweeny movies and eating lam (mmm!). One of the films we watched was Hocus pocus and..I came to think of a thing.

There are many things that suggest that, especially here in England. Many words are still just a development of a Victorian word (like bus or front room). We still live in their houses and live by their social values (like free market and nuclear families ).. and I know for a fact that you can pass for eccentric in Victorian clothes but take it just 20 years further back and you're in fancy dress!

But back to the witches.
We still think of witches the way the Victorians made them. And I want to embrace that. There was nothing funny about the fear of women that sparked the fires of the 1600's.. but I find the Victorian witches very funny! Instead of being victims that get burned they are just the kind of witch I would like to be: powerful, self confident and a snappy dresser!
Taking out my stripy tights now... where's my broomstick!?
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