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Blogathon Day 20 – All Hallows Eve

This is absolutely my favourite week of the year, Halloween and Bonfire Night! Dressing up, yummy things to eat, ghouls, goblins and ghost stories followed by fireworks, the smell of an open fire, hot chocolate and fairground rides. I love it!

When I was really small we lived on an army camp. Being one of the safest places you can possibly live (everyone is signed in and out) I was allowed a free rein of my surroundings. On Halloween Night my friend Cheryl (I know) and I would dress up and go “Trickle Treating”. The house I remember most vividly was just down the road, the lady owned chinchillas, in this massive cage the size of our porch/laundry room. I used to always pick a mask to go with my costume and then 5 minutes after I put it on would remember I hated masks, so hot and sticky!! Yeulch!

I was 7 when we moved to Wales, our house was no longer surrounded by others (there was my Dadcu (Grandad) next door and cousin over the bridge, that’s about it!) so no “Trickle Treats” this year, but there were parties! Mum had made friends with many of the junior doctors living at the hospital where she worked, every couple of months she’d invite them all round for dinner and we’d play games. Now before I explain about Halloween I should probably tell you my mum works in a mortuary. On this Halloween night, five or six guests were sitting in the lounge surrounded by jack o’lanterns when suddenly the lights went out…my mother appeared in the doorway carrying a bowl. “We had ever such a cutie in today” she said sadly “a little boy. He had the most beautiful blue eyes, and little chubby fingers…and oo those entrails…I just had to bring him home!”…the bowl was past round with a flourish, one by one we put our hands in, feeling the cooked spaghetti, pickled onions and cocktail sausages that in the dark of Halloween were something far more sinister. Lots of shrieks and giggles that night!

As a teenager I spent a year living in a more built up part of town. When the end of October came around I was so excited to see pumpkins appear on drive ways and bats in the windows that I asked if I could take my nephews Trick or Treating (had learnt by then!). The best house by far had made so much effort, there were pumpkins all up the drive increasing in size till you reached the front door and the windows glowed red. When Josh knocked a spider (electronic) jumped down from the porch roof onto his head, spun and then slowly climbed back up to its web. The woman who opened the door was dressed as a witch and asked for a trick!! We weren’t prepared! Luckily she gave us some sweets anyway, apparently she hadn’t seen many trick or treaters that evening, after all that effort!!

The university years arrived and Halloween was generally another excuse for dressing up, as if I need one!! The first year I went as a regular witch but once I’d moved in with the girls we had themes to stick to, superheroes and the turtles (being allergic to face paint I opted to be April!).

It was so much fun to go to Fabric Land and plan our outfits!! Last year I went back to Bristol for the first time since moving away for Halloween. The theme for 2010 was anything which begins with H, I immediately shotgunned ‘hooker’. People were asking me whether I was planning to attempt high class call girl or opt for a street corner look, well ladies and gents you forget where I live…I turned up in a rugby shirt with a big number 2 on my back! Yeah, that kind of hooker 😉

I adore Halloween. I love the fables which go with it (any excuse for a story), the movies, treats and traditions. To spend a Halloween in America (where they do it properly!) is on my bucket list, hope I get to do it while I’m young.

And the best thing is, when it’s over you still have fireworks to look forward to! Seriously, that song…the most wonderful time of the year…was written two months late!!!

Claire and Kate definitely won best outfit in 2010!


4 responses »

  1. Pingback: Day 20 – Trick or Treat? « twitterblogathon

  2. Wow. Learnt two pretty big facts about you from this post (aside from the fact you love to dress up and love Halloween) – that you’re allergic to facepaint and that your mum works in a mortuary. I used to think it would be a horrible job to work somewhere like that, then I read a book with a character who was one and she explained it in such a way that made it sound more like a wonderful job to do (albeit a little difficult).

    Anywho, wow, you really do like Halloween. Your experiences of it certainly sound fantastic which I imagine helps with the loving of the day. Those hoover costumes are amazing.

    P.S. I’m such a rugby know-nothing that I didn’t even know a hooker was anything to do with rugby. 😛

  3. On my bucket list is to spend a Halloween with you 😉

    This post made me grin from ear to ear!!

    As a not-Halloween celebrater you make me want to celebrate Halloween like it’s going out of fashion!

    I agree with Peg, I’ve learnt a couple of fairly major things reading this. I LOVE hearing about other people’s childhoods too!!

    • Haha you’d be more than welcome, though I fear you may have a little further to travel for the next few. Halloween is just my favourite night of the year 🙂 Honestly never expected that you two wouldn’t be big lovers of it so sorry for picking a tough subject, you wrote brilliant blogs!

      Maybe we should have a theme which draws out more childhood stories then, we’ve had Halloween and music choices, what else could there be?


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