This evening (as we approach Halloween) the Silver Vixen has gone to the Annual General Meeting of her coven. There'll be some strange mists and evil potions emanating from Durrington tonight. The Stitch Witch herself will stand and invoke the Witchfinder General to locate new members for the committee. The Silver Vixen will relinquish her grasp on the Newsletter and melt into the background.
When the formal business is over they will revert to traditional games:
- Knobbly wart competition
- Wet tea-towel competition
- Stitch the tail on the donkey (they had to get a more docile donkey this year as they have limited public liability insurance).
and when its all over they'll roar off on their broomsticks in clouds of smouldering rubber(*).
(*) That's the trouble with special underwear - it can't take the strain.
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