We never bothered with Halloween when I was young. Sure, we did the occasional fancy dress party, and when I went to university, Halloween was always a big thing. But in terms of Halloween at home, we never did it. We had a family tradition that Halloween was a time to close the curtains, watch a great movie, and pretend we’re not home. Sounds really harsh but it was always a laugh.
Me & Joe have dressed up for Halloween the past two years, but we didn’t do anything in our flat because quite frankly, we didn’t see the point. I don’t think we’re alone here either. Just looking down our street this week and there is no-one with any decorations up. Perhaps it’s a student thing. I can’t remember seeing a Halloween-related decorated house since being at university. Anywho, I digress.
This year with the house, we’re really trying stuff out that we never did before. We’ve bought a big bowl of treats for the kids on the street just in case we get Trick/Treaters (and if no-one comes to the door, I guess will we have to eat it all. Oh no!)
And we even went and bought a pumpkin. Neither of us have done one before and we had a real laugh with it this weekend. Next year, I think we will get some more decorations and make a big deal out of it like the Americans do. I love Halloween and I think us Brits are utterly pants at it.
Here’s the adventure of our first pumpkin, which we called Pummy (just so creative). Warning: I may include an overload of images. Apologies in advance.
Happy Halloween everyone.