Guests sat in white-seated rows under a gleaming chandelier while women swathed inpink and green paraded down a runway set infront of a gold pipe organ.
Dorothy Blades, a member of a rare all-female team of chunkers called the Dragon Ladies, (whose cannon, hard hats and gloves were all a tastefully matching shade of pink), thinks men crave the sense of power that only blasting a pumpkin into orbit infront of a large crowd can provide.