Cheese holes, eerie and back at the table.

1. My nephew likes cheese, but only the holes, which I carefully snip out with kitchen scissors.

2. I feel a little bit sorry for the computer voice on the bus, because she is compelled to announce the very eerie stop named 'Hangman's Hill'.

3. We've had a long break because of a health set-back -- but now we're back at the Monopoly table, amid a cheerful parade of dancing skeletons, merry ghosts and cosy pumpkin lanterns. It's a relief to Tim on his feet and Rachel kindly and patiently bearing the extra labour.

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