As I write this, it’s Halloween and it got me thinking of a time in 1982 when we (as a family) left it until the last moment. I decided that at 11, I was too old to get dressed up, but the BB’s were practicing for an event that night, so I ended up going round the neighbours with my smart BB uniform on! (Lazy to say the least!)
My sister Joanne, DID want to dress up and had an old man’s bunnet and a mask bought from Collins’ shop at the corner Stonefield Road. Ivan, my brother wasn’t so lucky That was the year mum dressed her 5 year old boy up as a “little lady!” All such fun for children. This was a time before the words “trick or treat”. It was turn up at a neighbours door (in this case Mrs Brown at number 8 Stonefield Crescent), tell a joke, bag the sweets, or apples. I don’t ever remember thinking about or receiving money back then. At home, we “dooked for apples” in a basin or tried to stab them from a height with a fork. Sometimes we’d hollow out neeps, but no sign of any Pumpkins or the mass decorations people put outside their homes nowadays. Whats your memory of Halloween in Blantyre?
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