Halloween at Bootle Cemetry 

Bootle cemetery was one of our playgrounds when I was a kid. The haunted police box had gone by the time I was hanging around there but we still listened out for the wheels of the spectral pram, pushed by a eternally mourning corpse. If you dared to look inside the pram and catch sight of the cursed creature inside you were said to lose you mind forever!

Gouache, pencil and ink on A3 size 300 gsm stretched watercolour paper