I used to retain my British resistance to the Americanisation of an ancient tradition. As a child, we'd bob for apples and tell Ghost stories around the fire. I was born and raised not far from
Pendle so we had real stories of witchcraft and burnings to recount.
Now I've warmed to the American concept of making children beg from street to street an acceptable social activity.
I now keep a bag of 'bite size' Mars, Snickers etc by the door.
And I have found that if I'm careful, I can fit 2 habanero chillis into each tempting piece of confectionery
Oh how their little faces scrunch!
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"I started out with nothin' and I still got most of it left" - Seasick Steve