So, Halloween arrives, that time of the year when the undead rise from the grave , the horrid cackling of witches can be heard as they fly by on their broomsticks and fiendish , unspeakable figures lurch through the streets. Whilst this sounds like an average saturday night in Wyndham road to me Halloween is the time when the supernatural becomes natural in the popular imagination. When I was a lad Halloween was only celebrated by dunkung for apples and with pumpkin lanterns. It was only when I moved to Scotland that I came across the whole 'trick or treating' business and was very surprised to learn that it had caught on down here in a big way a few years later. Hopefully, we shall not be having any egg and flour throwing in the village which can be disturbing and frightening for the elderly and that any halloween parties will pass off peacefully. but if you should run into an unquiet spirit on the way home from the pub or party dont let it get you in its clotches.
Remember, its always best not to get caught by the ghoulies.
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