Typing in the dark is a painful process. I am not doing this in order to test my touch-typing skills (a test I would have roundly failed). This is the situation in which I find myself - cowering in my cave so the trick-or-treaters just keep on walking when they see that the lights are off. My foam roller has gone at the base of my living room door just to ensure no light from my laptop suggests proof of life. It is a feeling reminiscent of living in my former flat.
October 31st is a strange day. It is the birthday of greats such as Indira Ghandi, Lord of the Rings director Peter Jackson and, of course, romantic poet John Keats.
It is also the only day the mafioso influence is instilled in our children. In fact, the protection ring is encouraged by parents and the high-street. Kids go out and demand stuff. If they don't get it, you will pay.
The strangest thing of all is that parents endorse their children going out, on their own, in the dark, to ask strangers for sweets.
Now, back in my day you had to offer sweets to the kids to get them to 'talk' to you (Meowooaarrow. Charlie says... etc.). Another way was 'seeing puppies' or 'fixing a leaky tap'. Just so you know THESE ARE THE THINGS I WAS WARNED ABOUT. NOT WHAT I DID. OR DO.
In recent years there has been a massive wind change. The apparent over-protective nature of parents goes out of the window when you actually look at what happens. My entire (15 minute) journey home was absolutely peppered with teams of kids (most really young, most unescorted). Maybe people don't read the Daily Mail. Or they missed Gary Glitter's blog.
Like so much, maybe I just don't understand. Maybe, for some parents, the idea of free sweets outweighs the threat of paedophila. I'm just kidding. You're good people.
Wow. This entry went very differently to how I thought it would. I assumed I would be naming it "You Can't Libel The Dead" and revert to some puerile jokes about Saville and Jackson.
Don't worry. I'll try to make my next one funnier. Probably with bullet-points
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