We All Hate Halloween Right?

It’s that annoying time of year again where my front door takes a battering from the local yobs….I mean kids….

Yes once again I have to endure another annual night of overly sugar filled children and hacked off cold parents hammering on the door demanding sweets.

I didn’t really get it as a youngster, and I still don’t get it as an adult.

Mainly because it involves me putting my hand in my pocket, which obviously I detest doing, especially at this time of year with Christmas looming. Another annoying celebration that you’ll get my gripes about in a few weeks.

The quaint games like bobbing for apples and the dressing up in scary stuff I can just about deal with. But it’s the American import of that ghastliest of activities ‘Trick or Treating’ that drives me nuts.

The idea of walking round at night having home owners answer their doors to me, patronisingly faking momentary fear, or being impressed at the ghost mask I’ve been wearing the last 10 years of demanding sweets from you. Oh come on. It’s just depressing. Surely we all hate it in this country right?

‘It’s for the kids’….

That’s what the suckers tell me. As if they don’t get enough with Easter and Christmas, not to mention a birthday. No they want something else to inconvenience my night.

Now being a parent, I just know that in the coming years I am going to be dragged along to naff parties in the cold, and being told to sit in front of a flaming pile of tyres and old furniture, ruin my teeth with treacle toffee, whilst teenagers set off fireworks down my ear several days before Bonfire night – which I also hate of course – ughhh, I know I’m grumpy but the whole thing is just daft.

Once again this year I will be doing all I can to get out of the house and let the Mrs enjoy the continual ‘get up, get down’ of answering the door.

My neighbour actually removes his door knocker at this time of year because he feels the same way as me! We’re good friends…

So as I write this blog we draw closer to the evening time when the little blighters come out, and all I can think is…’one day you’ll have to do this with the little man’

Urrrrghhhhh

Anyway thanks for listening to me moan on, it’s not very cruise relatable, unless you’ve smartly got yourself on a cruise right now to avoid it, you clever bunch you, I just wanted to have a whinge.

Enjoy the evening…..if you dare muhahhahahahaha