So for the second time in our new(-ish) house, the girls and I got very excited about Hallowe’en, over-bought on the fun size sweets and awaited the throng of sugar-junkie kids in various homemade costumes. The doorbell rang three times. One of them was our take away delivery man but we still sent him on his way with a pocket-full of chocolate.
It seems All Hallows’ Eve isn’t the event it once was and the threat of mischief/fire/violence is enough for parents to keep their kids locked safely inside their homes. It could be the case that the area where we live is that much more urban than where we all grew up but 7 kilometres seems a short distance to change the holiday dynamic so drastically.
The disappointment of not getting visits from kids in the guise of their favourite super heros, film characters or something from the fruit bowl upset us. Luckily the comfort of the now-defunct sweet bowl was enough to cheer us.
And also this…………..
My Mum got me a blade set (120 assorted blades no less!) and I got a little carried away.
I would have liked a bit more time to perfect it but as always I was doing it very last-minute and it would have missed Hallowe’en altogether had I taken my time.