Yesterday's horrifying photo of witchcraft was taken at lunchtime, shortly before Amelie flew down to the nursery for her much-anticipated Monster Mash Party. It featured far less potato than she expected, but other than that, it was a roaring success. She even got a certificate...

It's pre-school certificates like that which should get her into Hogwarts. On the downside, she failed to win the prize for best costume, which was clearly a travesty. I can only assume the judges were intimidated by a particularly scary Gruffalo.

Sadly, despite turning one quarter this week, Toby was forced to sit out the monstrous activities at home, where he celebrated Halloween with his usual wide-eyed and horrified expression. Here he is being tormented by a demon...

Oh no, hang on, that was Andrew holding him on Saturday. You can tell he's got the devil in him though.

If there's one person who really got into the spirit of Halloween, however, it was Lisa, who spent the day letting out blood-curdling screams of agony and anguish like some kind of undead hell-fiend. It was genuinely scary. And surprisingly funny. We're not quite sure what the problem is, but she's claiming she's broken a rib through coughing. I think she's just trying to make me laugh though.

Not that she needs to. The whole thing's amusing enough as it is. She spent yesterday staggering around the flat like a zombie, wailing like a werewolf, and taking pills like a junkie. All whilst wearing a Hello Kitty onesie. It brought a new level of horror to Halloween.

She's definitely in pain though, whether her sides are splitting or not. I've checked the internet, which is a highly reliable source of medical information, and there are people who say you can fracture a rib by clearing your throat. It's also true that Lisa's been coughing a lot since she saw that advert about lung cancer. So I'm not ruling it out completely. If I'm honest though, I think she's just using it as an excuse not to hug me.