Hubble, bubble…
Flippin’ heck. I just can’t summon up the necessary gravitas for this. Uttering drivel whilst hovering over a cauldron makes me want to laugh.
And I’m far too rational to believe in ghosts, so this Hallowe’en lark is not for me.
Guising* holds some appeal, though. My cousin Ally dressed up as a Monster High girl last year and knocked on the doors of bachelor homes.
The gents were so intrigued by her Ghoulish beauty they failed to notice her niftily pocketing their worldly goods and she came home with a Rolex, an iPhone and more than £500.
*Old Scottish term for trick or treating (without the trick bit).
Flippin’ heck. I just can’t summon up the necessary gravitas for this. Uttering drivel whilst hovering over a cauldron makes me want to laugh.
And I’m far too rational to believe in ghosts, so this Hallowe’en lark is not for me.
Guising* holds some appeal, though. My cousin Ally dressed up as a Monster High girl last year and knocked on the doors of bachelor homes.
The gents were so intrigued by her Ghoulish beauty they failed to notice her niftily pocketing their worldly goods and she came home with a Rolex, an iPhone and more than £500.
*Old Scottish term for trick or treating (without the trick bit).
