| All Hallows Eve Friday, 31st October 2003
It's enough, you'd think, to dampen anyone's spirits but, no, the spirits are abroad tonight and our first caller is Count Dracula (grandson of one of our neighbours). 'Trick or Treat!' 'You can choose: the healthy option of a satsuma or one of these!' He fishes out one of the chocolate mini-bars but as he walks back up the drive he turns and says:
I realise it's those vampire fangs he's having difficulty with - he's trying to tell me that the chocolate bar he picked out is broken. I give him one more dip in the tub. Interestingly none of the ghosts
or pumpkins who called (there were no witches or wizards this year)
went for the satsumas.
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It's
cooler and the rain and wind have stripped leaves off the ashes
and from our rowan. Drifts of leaves are strung along the canal
by the the bridge.
'Fwyffth
fwons ffwoken!'
