The Official Nonsense Thread

[Caspin]

When my brother and I were kids, my mum would take us trick-or-treating by appointment only. That way we didn't bother anyone who wanted to be left alone. Even if only my grandparents agreed, we still enjoyed dressing up (how I wish I still fitted in that most excellent black cape with a shiny red lining!) and obviously being given a heap of sweets is never a disappointing end to any evening. In the neighbourhood where I live now, the kids troop round but only visit houses that have put out a pumpkin or decorated in some way to indicate willingness to participate. They go round early as well, so usually I end up handing out sweets on the way home from work and never have to worry about the doorbell ringing.

I hope there are no dents in your door, Minty. Now that's over, you can brace yourself for the teenagers demanding not so much pennies as pounds for their Guy next week.

It's so strange. As everyone else starts to get winter dopiness (aw!) and complain about how dark it is, I feel better and more alert than I do all year. I have anti-SAD for sure.