We love Halloween.
We cover the front of the house in inflatable skeletons and pumpkins, fill the front window with battery-powered lanterns and plastic skulls and stick a load of chocolate and 20p pieces into an old jam pan - sorry, cauldron.

Then I dress up as a witch and we wait for the little monsters to knock at the door.

I open it and pretend to be afraid of the visitors, then play some little tricks on them, such as asking them to name what colour my 'crystal ball' is. As it's really a spherical colour-change lamp, they get it wrong and we all laugh.

When they're all feeling jolly I say, now you're all really scary, but there aren't any REAL devils here, are there?

And just then Mr Quar appears behind me in his horrific devil mask, and the braver ones point and say there! There! and the younger and more timid ones leg it down the path.

After all this the kids get to put a hand in the cauldron and grab some sweets and change.

We usually have a queue down the drive. Great fun.
(Juan Quar is clinging to her front teeth on, Thu 27 Nov 2008, 18:11, Reply)