Thank thee for those Romanian Joey’s I still had left over from my Hungarian holiday, in my fridge. My house is tucked away at the back end of the road, and Trick or Treatsers don’t usually find me. Tonight, shortly after 8pm a gang of girls in short black dresses and red devil horns knocked on my horns. When they saw that I had treats, more dived out of from behind bushes. It’s nice to think that kids do still do these childhood things. That makes me happy.