Halloween

Every Halloween we go into hiding. Pathetic, I know, but hordes of little ghosts, goblins, zombies and whatever scary creature is en vogue that year descend on our house expecting sweets and treats. So we run away. One year cinema, the other a bar. Today it was quite an elaborate plan: first IKEA, then a dinner with friends.

In IKEA we paid the price for hiding from the kids: a coffee table. Goes nice with the new sofa in the "reading room".

It's funny how people can't wait to dress in costumes: at the dinner we were served by a bee, her wire yellow wings slightly bent (she must have forgotten herself and leaned against the wall). At the table next to ours a zombie-girl was eating pasta with a knife stuck through her head. Outside, a band of fairies in very short skirts sang and danced, watched by a dark angel in netted stockings with black wings and a halo. Wherever we turned, masked creatures sang and shuffled around.

So, even though we ran away from trick-or-treaters, we couldn't avoid Halloween. And we quite enjoyed it.


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