They both come together but Halloween, the american invader, seems to be catching up and maybe overtaking our home-brew bonfire night which, nowadays, seems to be about bigger bangs. The £50 firework that we witnessed and heard at the Crossley’s annual do would have helped Libya to a speedy armistice if exploded over Tripoli. No more Guy Fawkes, though, as money or sweets are more easily obtained through trick or treat than begging with a make-shift dummy.
Our Halloween however was Tove’s early and alternative birthday party and celebrates her curious affection for skeletons. So plenty of ghosts, witches, pirates and other curiosities. The magic show was brilliant.