The first, and only, time I ever went 'trick or treating'.
Me and a couple of my little friends were wandering the local streets knocking on doors and asking for sweeties (or cash). Virtually no-one else was out doing it in those days and we didn't really have any 'tricks' lined up as we were good kids all in all. Most of the responses we got were variations on 'go away or I'll get the police. You'll only spend it on booze if we give you money.' We were getting a little disheartened when we bumped into a mate of ours who was out wandering with a well known nutcase from his school. "Can we come with you" they asked and foolishly we agreed. The first house we went to as a collective turned out to be, as I say, the last time I ever did it. When the bad-tempered old bag told us to go away, away we started to go. "What about a trick" asked the famous miscreant. "We don't know any". Without a further word he removed one of the iron gates from the front of the drive (I didn't even know they came off), took a run-up across the lawn and hurled it through the front window. I was rooted to the ground in a mixture of fear and adulation but didn't hang around to weather the consequences. I still laugh about it to this day whenever I'm reminded of it. Like right now! LOL!
( routine has perfected burgers, Fri 10 Nov 2006, 17:28, Reply)