A scary one and a cheerful one.

We had thirty-eight trick-or-treaters this year. Thirty-eight! And I thought we were well prepared, with Ingrid having bought enough candy for about twenty kids, based on last year’s outcome. Halfway through she went out and bought more. And still there were more kids coming, sometimes in groups of eight and even ten. In the end I was handing out vanilla-flavoured wafers of some sort that I dug out from the bottom of a cupboard. There is just no predicting this.