Missed vocation

Once upon a time in a pub in Chelsea a rather smart-alec friend of a friend asked me what my talent was. I remember stuttering something and wishing I was elsewhere and then a lingering feeling of unease that perhaps I didn't have any talents. I expect I lit another cigarette and drank my beer a bit too quickly.
WELL. Finally I have the answer. I am a talented pumpkin carver! This design was chosen by Max and executed by me! I have three more pumpkins lined up outside waiting for me to give them a makeover. Photos will follow!