Wednesday, 31 October 2007

Hello weiners...

When I was young, Halloween was celebrated with pumpkins and apple-bobbing in the comfort of our own homes, not on the streets of Worcester Park aggravating the bollocks off total strangers by banging on their doors of an evening.

There must be something uniquely unlucky about my house. At Christmas it was a mecca (if you'll pardon the mixing of religions in that analogy) for 'carol singers' inflicting their lame doorstep screeching on me in the hope of pecuniary gain. Then, come October 31s it's the Happy Halloweeners beating a path to my door.

Or not, as the case may be. This being the first year ever that I've got organised enough to have a bowl full of fun-size chocolate bars on standby happens to be the first year that we've had no callers at the door. Well, at least I know how to ward them off next year.

1 COMMENTS (Add Yours Now!):

Roy said...

Hi - Like the new look blog!

I only recently realised you had returned!

Those trick or treaters annoy me as well - they usually turn up when you are really busy or trying to get stuff done urgently. A lame outfit or a badly sung hymn is not really worth parting with hard earned cash in my book...am I starting to sound like scrooge or is it me?

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