This is not a judgement, merely an observation. Indeed, they're often the best type of guest. (Okay, fine, I'm one of them.)
Nevertheless, being the last one to leave can lead to unattractive sights.
Not you – your surroundings:
This pumpkin has decided it's not going anywhere, dammit! The rest of the backyard looks like a bombsight and a few pumpkins have already exploded (i.e. rotted) but honestly we're not quite sure how to defuse this one:
And then there's another out the back that's convinced it's still attached to a life-form:
Now this has gone beyond awkwardness and entered the realm of poignancy.
As much as I love melodrama, I shall counter this by promising to bake a sunny batch of Flo Bjelke-Petersen's famous pumpkin scones in the near future.
If you don't know who she is, all the better.
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