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Lord Shagg-Pyle:
This 'tradition' amuses me. Yet another import from across the Pond, which has been taken on by the Brits.
Why is it for 364 days of the year, children are warned about going to strangers houses, then one night (although now, more often a week) hordes of kids with 'scream' masks come to the front doors, demanding cash or sweets that will make them go hyperactive?
Before I am accused of being a 'miserable old fart', bear this in mind. Lots of the old folks get worried about people calling at their houses in darkness, and then to be faced with a load of teenagers generally scares the pants off them.
It is also the lack of imagination. If, per chance, when asked for a 'trick or treat', you say 'Trick, all that happens is a lot of confused looks between the pimply yobs at best. At worst, abuse and arson attempts, tend to follow.
Bearing all this in mind, I am not one of the fraternity that believe that celebrating the ancient 'night of the dead' will necessarily lead to the downfall of Christianity and all the 'Yoof' suddenly turning to Lucifer and all his spiky little demons for spiritual guidance.
So, what is the solution?
I have had several ideas this year, just in case they visit my house.
1) Lightly baking lumps of pony poop,and offering them out as toffee.
2) Baked lumps of horse poop (slightly larger than pony effluent) with lolly sticks will make ideal 'toffee apples'.
3) Buying a large cupped fishing catapult, to enable longer range firing of horse poop at any 'little darling' who decides it is good fun to try to egg my house.
4) Buckets of horse wee, strategically placed over the porch, in the style of Medieavel boiling oil, although not boiling of course!
5) Bags of canine effluent to be handed out as 'modelling clay'.

As you can see, I've been recycling biodegradeable products, which I think is very ethical of me.
Unfortunately, Her Ladyship drew the line at trenches with bamboo stakes at the bottom, trip wires, claymore mines and a brace of .50 cal heavy machine guns at the bedroom window :(
No fun, some people.

karlo:
Just feed them lots of blue smarties & high sugar drinks and let them go home to their parents  :twisted:

thermidorthelobster:
At Christmas we also get burly gangs of youths singing "We wish you a merry Christmas" and thrusting their pudgy hands at us.  SWMBO hit upon the idea of only rewarding them if they can sing the second verse.

The problem with the pony poo oriented treats is that they know where you live;  but you don't know where they live.  It's basically a big protection racket, no more, no less.

My mother used to either go out on Halloween or lock herself in the house with the lights turned off.  I'm tempted to ignore any callers, but I won't, because I know I'll have a knock at some point from the little kids up the road I vaguely know, who will have a parent hovering in the gloom over the road to ensure their safety, and I don't want to look like a miserable git!

sleeplessparadise:
We are ready, the curtains will be shut tight and the volume kept down on the tv............ so we aren't actually home if they ring the door bell  :D

gtomo2:
I love halloween. normally do the house up a bit cobwebs, ghost hanging around etc. As the estate we live on has a lot of young children on. And found out the local children enjoy coming to our house. I was going to dress up as the grim reaper and sit on a chair in the hall way with a bowl of sweets in front of me and everytime a kid goes for a sweet i was going to move or make a grab for there hand. But this year i will be out and about somewere in my truck. So if you see a eddie stobart wagon parked up at some lights and look at the drive don't worry if you see a hooded head with a grim reaper mask looking back at you. :wink:

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