Halloween windups have begun.  Aunty Biscuit has bought a bright orange jumper that Mum is threatening to kidnap and put either a jack o’ lantern face or a large spider on the front of.  The reason for the spider is aversion therapy as Aunty Biscuit is terrified of them.  Aunty Biscuit is now plotting her move.

Apparently, Halloween trees are in vogue this year.  These are like a Christmas tree but generally black and can be decorated with spooky things instead of Christmas trinkets.  Mum is debating putting one up, Aunty Biscuit is tutting at the idea.  Much as she is happy to stick eyes on satsumas and make them little witch’s hats, or even use a turnip or pumpkin tea cosy she feels that a tree is a trifle overstating the occasion.

Mum on the other hand is Halloween potty and has been known to dress up for the benefit of trick or treaters.  This didn’t go to plan one year.  Picture the scene, Mum dressed as a witch complete with scary makeup and a broomstick, answers doorbell to a woman with a selection of small children at which point the collie escapes down the drive with Mum in hot pursuit.

Doorbell rings a second time, its Aunty Biscuit who looks her up and down, asks whether she is supposed to be scary and pushes past her to put the kettle on.

Mum then set off to give Aunty Joan next door a knock to join us for a cuppa, only to come face to face with a small child coming up the drive.  Small child becomes very excited and runs back down the drive to his parents shouting “Mummy, Mummy, I know where Batman lives!”

You win some, you lose some as the saying goes.