Halloween; the doorbell sounded. I opened it upon a brightly, but horribly masked little individual wearing a bright red dress, an even smaller Grim Reaper whose head stayed down, and a very young spider whose eight arms fluoresced and flapped. Of course once I saw the spider it confirmed who the other two were. They came in followed by mum and dad. A joke, a dance and a puzzled little spider face later, the basket with treats was produced. The spider tried to take the whole basket. I was just explaining what was what, together with his older sisters, when the doorbell rang again. This time it was hubby on his knees, no disguise, but holding aloft a grocery bag full of chocolate caramel biscuit bars to add to the tangerines, mini sweet packs and marshmallow snowballs.
The bell sounded a third time. I was startled by what greeted me. Just above knee height were two white sheeted ghostly masked individuals with skeletal hands, one peering over the shoulder of the other. I wasn’t sure if I knew them. They were invited in, with the nearer ghost waving me forward. As the two shuffled past I saw a pair of very large trainers peering out from the sheet, they were about size 12. They had very clean soles.
In the living room, big feet stood up and unmasked himself. It was the childrens grand-dad, who was guising with grandma. He is long legged and 6 feet tall, she is 5 feet exactly. He had borrowed short legged 5 feet grandma’s white trousers and was wearing them back to front. Even though I saw it, him wearing her trousers, took some believing.
There is a well stocked basket of treat goodies, if anyone wants to vie for them.