I confess: I did it again. Yes, once more I used more black round my eyes than Cleopatra would have considered decent, that hat came down from the top of the wardrobe onto the top of my very shaggy head (after 4 years of unchecked growth, my hair is a couple of inches longer than it was last year) and I was transformed from a boring, respectable granny to a scary old witch.
Well, maybe not so scary this year. The same little zombies and ghouls who came last year grinned back at me, and one little Vampire Bride gave me a hug and said, “I remember you from last time!” I ran out of sweeties, so also offered them mandarins, saying “Have a mini-pumpkin!” which was well received, and I felt virtuous at having provided a healthy treat.
Just as I had sat down to watch Strictly my iPad started singing its iChat song, and there were my old pals in Florida ready for a video chat Now they really were taken aback at what leapt out onto their screen!.