Excuse me if my sentences don’t make sense, but in order to fully experience the Halloween spirit in Belfast, I felt I had to partake in it.

I was a zombie red-shirt, because they always die. Get it? GET IT? Good.

Given the huge and fancy refurbishment that has been going on in Spring & Airbrake, I thought it was only fair to go give it a try. I hadn’t actually been in the club for a long, long time, but from what I can tell, there has been a huge improvement. An okay club for a night out, I can only imagine that it will be a fan-freakin’-tastic venue for the many gigs they already have lined up. Goody.

Sorry, what’s that? They’ve renamed Spring & Air to Limelight 1, and The Limelight is now Limelight 2? I don’t care. To me, they will always be Spring & Air and the Limelight, but I’ll try and make it clear where I’m talking about when I’m talking about them. Perhaps I should give them codenames. Club Kirk and Club Picard? I digress. Back to the point.

Shown here. The point.

So, all three clubs were opened up for their big Halloween night, but in order to check out the costume competition, I spent the majority of the night in Spring & Air (Club Picard, if you will), where there was less of a mental queue for the bar, and more tacky, please-the-masses music. Usually, this would annoy me, but hey, it’s Halloween – get your cheese on.

The costumes were, for the most part, fantastic and the costume contest was won by two extremely entertaining ladies dressed as Lego people. I am biased, because I know these ladies, and because I love me some Lego,  but a lot of work went into those costumes, and they definitely deserved to win. I found the rest of the finalists a bit of a let down, but there were plenty of nerdy attempts among the crowd to keep me happy.

Highlight of my life so far – Sub-Zero dancing to Backstreet’s Back. Just, picture it.

On the other hand, I was extremely let down by the amount of people (girls, not people, just girls), who squeezed themselves into a slutty dress and drew whiskers on with eyeliner. Don’t get me wrong, I understand when people don’t want to dress up, but either dress up, or don’t. When I am Queen, half-assed attempts will be banned.


Alas, I took alarmingly few photos, but I will attempt to steal some from fellow revelers and pop them up on the Facebook for y’all to have a nosy.

In conclusion – club fun, costumes good, Halloween great. I don’t know what point I was trying to make.

Here’s a picture of a platypus.

Evolution’s little joke.