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01 November 2014 @ 09:41 pm
I am such a cow sometimes.  
Halloween was never a tradition here, and it's only been in the last ten years or so that the retailers have pushed the idea, so that we now get the occasional roaming band of dressed-up kids coming to the door. Last night I locked the gate at the top of my front stairs, so no-one could make it to my front door, feeling mean and Scrooge-like but also lacking any kind of food that those tiny predators would consider acceptable.

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Nothing like a bit of shaming, I thought. By cats.
 
 
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Trepkostrepkos on November 1st, 2014 01:49 pm (UTC)
We switch out our lights on the road side of the house! I don't think it's a great idea to encourage kids to go round demanding sweets from strangers, especially at their door!
miwahni: AoTB horsesmiwahni on November 2nd, 2014 09:21 am (UTC)
Normally I do the same, and sit at my pc in the back room, but I planned to watch Dr Who with my sister on Friday night. And my downstairs outside light is motion-activated, so it's triggered by kids coming up the drive who then think it's an open invitation.

Walking home from the bus on Friday night I did see a few roving bands of trick -or - treaters, all of which were accompanied by an older child (late teen) or a parent which was good to see. Only one ventured up my stairs, but couldn't then access the porch so they left again.