Trick or Treating - do you agree with it?

The kids round here are like the ones Sparkling describes. Its awful I hate it. I've already put the car on the road on not on my drive.

I don't suppose it's the apple bobbing she has a problem with though really. We aren't keen on Halloween for the same reasons, and I can't say apple bobbing has ever entered my radar. Dressing up my children as devils or zombies and celebrating a festival dedicated to witches, spirits and magic (I'm talking about Halloween as it is now by the way) is what we don;t do.

We're going out tonight, but other years when we've had kids come round trick or treating, we've explained that we don't celebrate Halloween so we don't have any treats for them, but we don't lecture them.

Ah, ha. We had one of your sort where we lived as a kid. We'd pretend to be all scared and then arranged secret revenges for his horridness. This included wiping dog poo and slug snot in places the old fart was sure to touch. Mawah! Never underestimate the powers of the short people.

You dont know me very well do you, babyship? ?

Who knows ? Lets say not ?

I hate it. we get no cute ghosts and witches, just teenagers with their hoods up looking sullen, so i do not answer the door anymore, and in fact will not be in tonight.

However, even when the gits have been given stuff they have stil egged the house.

The same little scrotes come carol 'singing' from 1st december onwards. They get jack too.

Nick you should have one of those mats that says "victor midrew lives here " i am tempted to get one for gary but its too naff ?

too naff? for a woman who had del boys 3 wheeler at her wedding ....?

Waaaaahhhhhhh!!!!!!!! ?

waaaaaaaaaaaaah u cheeky git its not like we did it seriosuly it was for a laugh and i did have a proper wedding car too ? all that money and i never got to go in it

can i not be forgiven for one moment of naffness ?

ah sod it you may as well know i am in next jeans today too but they do make my ass look nice or so i am told ?

When my sister and I were very little, we'd only be allowed to go guising to the houses of our immediately adjacent neighbours, and we would be with those neighbours' children in each house. I was invariably disguised as some kind of permutation of a princess (my favourite being a calypso princess. Hmmm, wft was that all about, poor mummy. ?) We always had to sing a song or recite a poem etc. Halloween kind of slipped off the radar between the ages of 8 and 11, only to come back with a vengeance when i was twelve when I, with a couple of friends, toured the entire west end (of our small town ?) with a ghetto blaster performing a high-energy rendition of bananarama's greatest hits. We were so cool. The next year I branched out on my own as madonna before deciding that halloween was sad <rolls eyes> and tragic, and that blowing boys behind the launderette in return for a bottle of merrydown was infinitely more profitable.

What time do you reckon the first trick or treater will appear at your door.

It's getting dark now,so I'm expecting the first one within the next half hour!

I never went guising but used to have fab halloween

Apple dooking and doughnut on string, eaten with hands behind backs were my two favourite things although when dooking, someone always pushed your head right in the basin. ? I have such fond halloween memories. ❤️

What? As in the memories of drinking it, or doing what Lou did to get it?

I'm quite shocked Lou.All I had to do to get given bottles of Diamond White was agree to be seen with the purchasers.

But then they did tend to be 40 year old men going through midlife crisis so maybe they were too scared of the repurcussions to actually ask for a blow job in return?

Nope.

I don't really see how it creates a sense of community where one doesn't already exist. If it does, I can see how it would reinforce it, so in that case I wouldn't object as much.

Any child who knocked on my door this evening would be a complete stranger. I would have no way of knowing whether they were a near neighbour or had been bussed in, and I am not likely to see them again. It's not as if there's anything to strike up a conversation about on the doorstep in the dark, is it?

I tend to think it's sending the wrong message to kids. It's as if they're being taught somehow that adults owe them something, just because they're kids. Sure, we owe them the duty to set them a good example, give them a good education, and do everything to make sure the world we pass onto them is not ruined, not to dole out sweets for nothing just because they knock on someone's door. I hate the idea that if you turn them away you're mean or miserable and trying to spoil their fun.

I think they would have much more fun if their parents put on proper traditional entertainment for them - like the parties that have been described.

I also find the "trick or..." aspect of it rather sinister in the way it's interpreted south of the border. The Scottish take sounds much better and I could go for that interpretation - a bit like carol singing.

Yes, I am joyless. Small children hassling me for bloody chocolate does not fill my heart with joy. I admit it. NOW will they all feck off?

Duggo, this year is a cut down version of last year's rant. I have so much I could say on this subject, I am trying to keep a lid on it.

Needless to say, we are going out.

L
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We dont tend to get many trick n treaters round our way despite living right across the road from a school lol

My theory is i live in a third floor flat and they cant be arsed to climb the steps although theres only one flight from the front 2 from the rear entrance.We normally get our nephews come round with there mum and i normally forget to buy them any sweets so have to raid my secret stash for them.That said there mum only takes them round family and friends.

The olest T N Ts ive had must have been about 10 and they were lovely.I never did it when i was a kid but i grew up on a notoriously rough estate in brightonand only the brave went out after a certain time

So far I've had four lots of kids, all aged about 8 or under and dressed in cute little outfits (and accompanied by an adult) . I don't mind them at all and we've never had any older ones knocking, so it's just a bit of fun.

I think there's a world of difference between children (ie under 8) going to friends houses with parents watching over them and teenagers going round strangers houses expecting stuff. I also don't really like the idea of celebrating devils and nasty stuff like that.

"the next year i branched out on my own as madonna" ?

is it really like that though? just as much as christmas is about worshipping at the temple of mammon a opposed to celebrating the birth of christ ?

Well I don't really like the commercialisation of christmas either ?

I think Halloween has become very different from its Pagan origins.

Isnt the origin all about keeping the spirits happy rather than celebrating devils and demons etc?

one year madam and me went for dinner at a pub at the base of a place called pendle hill - steeped in history of ghosts, demons etc. anyway, when we left the pub and walked past the small church, the chucrchgoers had hired a HUGE WWII style searchlight and it was aimed straight up into the sky. as we got there, 3 of them came out and thrust leaflets into our hands and told us that under no circumstances must we climb the hill because there were "devils there". i found it all a bit weird, and told them if i wanted to go up the hill i damn well would. we didnt - it was freezing ?

I've done that walk on Halloween. I think I probably saw the same three people you did ? There was nothing more interesting on the trek/walk than a couple of lanterns and a few odd people dressed very strangely and most inappropriately for the weather - it was DAMN cold. I've also been in the pub you speak of but never eaten there.

Samhain is the end of the harvest I think and although also a festival of the dead I thought this was more about ancestors and those that have gone before than those coming back to haunt us ?

Well, just had the first ones (2 little girls and their mum) very polite and nice.

I'm quite surprised there have not been more. I think a lot of people are just going to houses they know, as there have been a lot walking round with their parents, but not knocking on our door!

Being a miserable old cow (even with young children) I shall be ignoring the door.

Most of the kids round here are teenagers and only want cash - yeah right like I am handing over that instead of sweets.

A friend of mine once had a lad of about 9 knock her door not only asking for money but he wanted to cadge some ciggies too!!!

Ban it - it's an invasion of my privacy keep knocking on the sodding door grrrrr

We've just had the most gorgeous five year old in a purple tutu. Absolutely brilliant, I want to be her. ?

We only open the door to little ones.

We get lots of dinky ones with there parents and they are so cute.

But after 7 I shut the living room curtains and only open the door to dinky ones with parents - for teenagers I ignore and hope they'll think we're out - although the dog is not doing much for that with her head between the curtains barking!

We have never had any trouble round here though (touch wood) and only really seem to get the cute ones (and the odd teenager but so far no trouble from them when we ignore).

Nikki

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Only had one who I recognised as a boy from my school.

I asked what he'd do if I said trick and he looked wrongfooted and said "er..I don't know"

I gave him his sweets along with a lecture about the benefits of planning.

And now my enjoyment has ceased.

The big kids are coming, and the dog keeps waking the baby up!

Have put a note on the door.

?,my enthusiasm is limited to the teeny weenies

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We've had some neighbours' children and a small group of 11 year olds. I had a lit pumpkin outside so the 11 year olds were invited even though we didn't know them. Now we're upstairs putting the children to bed so I've bought the pumpkin in and turned off the lounge lights- it would be hard to leave the toddler in the bath or stop feeding the baby mid flow. Quit while there's still some chocolate left, I say.