Ah, the good old days. I remember them well. Our Halloween costumes were usually nothing more than a black plastic refuse sack or one of our father’s old shirts. “Help the Halloween party!” we’d yell as we went from door to door.
These days, the kids are escorted by their parents, their costumes are shop-bought, and, thoroughly Americanised, they shout “Trick or treat!” instead. Take me back to the 1970s!