Dolway Lane, Winterbourne Whitechurch, Blandford Forum, DT11 0AW Registered Charity 209082
THE STORY OF NATASHA AND THE SPIDER
OR IS IT THE STORY OF THE NAUGHTY ELF
A spot of back story – the committee have been on a mission, bravely battling their way through the hall, clearing out decades' worth of mysterious junk (seriously, who needs broken rails and a box of single socks?). Today, we rolled up our sleeves and tackled the loft, armed with bin bags, hope, and an ever-dwindling sense of how big is that loft MORE!!!!
(WHEN a blood-curdling scream that could have woken the ancestors – yes, that was our beloved chair, Natasha Someone (not naming any names, Chris M) decided it would be an absolute hoot to present her with a spider. Well, if you’ve ever wanted to see someone attempt the Olympic standing long jump from a standing start, Natasha’s performance would have bagged gold. Honestly, the poor spider looked more traumatised than Natasha. I reckon it’s still telling its mates about “the time it nearly got crushed by a flailing clipboard and a flying shoe”.)
Now, to the main event – picture me about to flop down for a well-earned dose of Strictly (yes, yes, I can hear you all groaning, but come on, it's Halloween week – there are sequins and questionable dance moves, what more could you want?). Disaster strikes! My glasses have vanished. “Oh FUDGE,” I mutter, realising I’ve left them at the hall. So, off I dash to the hall, and claim my prized parking spot right in front of the Astra recycling bin (prime real estate, if you ask me).
But wait! As I pull in my prized parking spot who do I spot? That cheeky little elf, caught red-handed with a lollipop bigger than his head! Whose sweeties has he pilfered this time? I barely had time to whip out my phone for a photo before he vanished, leaving only a faint scent of mischief and sugar in the air. Honestly, you can’t leave anything lying about with that elf on the loose – not even your dignity!
COMING UP BINGO EVENTS
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COMING UP HALL EVENTS
Race night has turned out very popular we have decided to release and extra 10 tickets, so buy yours fast before we run out
What a frightfully fabulous evening it was! The place absolutely buzzed with witches, ghosts, cackling clowns, and a parade of spooktacular guests, all adding to an atmosphere brimming with mischief and magic. With haunting melodies drifting through the air all night, the boldest dared to take to the dance floor, and boggled to the monster mash or a bit of thriller cobwebbed decorations. The treat table was a ghoulish treasure trove, heaped with devilishly delicious delights that lured even the most courageous guests well past the witching hour.
And as for tricks? Our resident rascal—the ever-mischievous elf—was spotted red-handed, plotting a sneaky heist for a bottle behind the bar! His cheeky antics only stirred up more giggles, making the night all the more enchanting.
The kitchen became a scene of vanishing acts, as bloody finger rolls and mummy dogs disappeared quicker than you could say ‘Abracadabra!’ Not a crumb left behind—one might swear the monsters from the shadows had swooped in for a feast. It was a proper midnight munching mystery!
We even had a ghostly guest of the four-legged variety. With a wag and a woof, this magical pup fit right in amongst the witches and spirits, spreading a little extra tail-wagging enchantment through the crowd.
