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I must have had a total of 20 trick or treaters the past couple of years since I moved here.    This year I have a ton of sweets (luckily I work for a sweetie company...)  and the rain started lashing down as I drove home.  I had one wee tot dressed a witch     Niece and nephew are gonna be chuffed at the weekend!

Kaffs
Yogi19 posted:

We haven't had any trick or treaters tonight.

I don't think we had any last year either.

It really does seem to have been particularly quiet tonight. I was out anyway, but as I was wandering around the streets it all seemed very quiet even by "Monday evening" standards. And that seems odd, because I caught the tail-end of a news item this morning about how many ÂĢmillions Halloween's supposedly worth to the economy this year - perhaps it's all adults buying expensive party costumes?

Eugene's Lair
pirate1111 posted:

i USED to enjoy it...a bit...but now i cant be arsed

Meant to mention this on an earlier thread, but seeing as we're here now...

 

I used to enjoy Halloween too, and as a kid this was always one of my favourite times of the year: in quick succession you had an Autumn Break, Halloween, Bonfire Night, and then you were starting to look forward to Christmas.

However the thing is that I - like quite a few other FMs - was brought up with a "guising" tradition, and I really can't be bothered with "trick or treating". This isn't romanticised memories of the past: it's a very different thing with a completely different mindset.

 

My mum's father was a policeman, and he wouldn't let her go guising as he considered it begging, but I always felt that was rather unfair because at least you had to perform a "turn". It was never a case of "something for nothing", whereas "trick or treating" is - with the added, menacing, threat of a "trick" if you don't cough up...

Eugene's Lair
Last edited by Eugene's Lair

I agree with all that Eugene.. and I'd add, I don't have kids but it worries me that all the kids who knock at my door are strangers to me.     When we were young, we'd get ready to go guising and Mum would give a list of neighbours we were allowed to go to and she'd have whooped our asses if she thought we knocked on a stranger's door.

 

Oh.. and there was no such thing as pumpkins either - you spend days whittling out the biggest turnip you could find - the smell of raw turnip still has me back in mum's kitchen with a blunt knife. 

Kaffs

when i was about 10/11 i decided to go carol singing...now bear in mind i didnt know many..i plucked up the courage to knock on a door & started with silent night-this old neighbour opened the door but i froze-i just stood there with my mouth open like a cross between a xmas card choir boy & a blow up doll..she said Yes? what do you want? i ran away

pirate1111

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