There seemed to be a number of junior Halloween parties in the town yesterday.
I saw the cutest little toddler in really shiny bright red tights; they almost looked like plastic they were so polished. She wore a bright red dress and a wide and deep cut balaclava in the same shade fitted over her head which framed her sweet face just like a telly tubby but with the added extra of a pair of golden horns. She had a slightly wobbly gait and it looked like she had recently learnt to walk on her own. “Ooh, what a little devil” I cooed. Dad replied with feeling, “Yeah” and they disappeared into the night.