General Chat

when my Dad was little, about six or seven, he and his brother, one year older, went out "haunting" on Halloween. This would have been around 1919/20

my gran dressed them up in white sheets with flour on their faces and off they went - they lived by the Glamorganshire Canal which had lots of little hump back bridges over it. They decided to lie low on the far side of the hump and wait for footsteps coming along the towpath - this had disastrous consequences

as the footsteps got close they hovered up of the bridge out of the mist and made howling noises - horrendous screams broke out from the victim - a local female resident, whose brother had committed suicide off that very bridge a few years earlier.- not only was she frightened to death but they were too - they ran home immediately, told my grand what had happened and she quickly cleaned them up and told them to keep their mouths shut and go back out to see what was happening - they went back up the towpath and followed a posse of angry men armed with sticks and arrived at a nearby house where a woman could be seen through the window, lying back in a chair being ministered to by her family - the posse was out for blood and the whole thing was written up in the local newspaper the next day - they never breathed a word :-D

Polly - I buy the nastiest stuff (whose trick or treat ;-) ) and wouldn't give my grandchildren such stuff :-0

Maggie you are so naughty ?? ?? ?? I buy the good stuff it's never wasted. <3

Maggie you are so naughty ?? ?? ?? I buy the good stuff it's never wasted. <3

Polly, it probably tastes nice. :-D
I am the sort of granny who, if the grandchildren bring Haribo sweets around, ask them to eat them in the garden. I can't stand the smell! :-|

As for Monster Munch - they're banned!!