
Personally I don't mind tykes knocking at my door on Halloween. Last year I popped into that joke shop in Arlington Arcade, over on the seemy north side, and bagged myself a heap of those joke sweets. You know, the ones that taste of fish. Then, having devoured a box of Galaxy Celebrations, I carefully packaged the joke sweets up in the wrappers I'd saved. You should have seen their little faces! A trick and treat, all in one!
Anyway, talking of Halloween, I must dash, as I'm off to catch the 2 Days Later film festival over in the Arsonists' Playground. What more appropriate setting for a feast of horror flicks!
2 comments:
Ho Ho. I must get some of those sweets!
I have come to the conclusion that most people on Thanet must be illiterate - despite managing to obtain one of those stickers at great personal inconvenience and displaying it on my front door several groups of people still rang on my door last night!
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