Well, we did it. We did Halloween. And we didn't just do it, we did it to death. For a mob of hitherto naysayers, we plunged headlong into this most American of festivals. If Princess Michael of Kent is more royal than the royals, we went more American than a large crying person blabbing intimate details of their private life on Jerry Springer.Over three days, we embraced our eldest daughter's school Halloween party, a Halloween-themed birthday party and not one but two nights of trick-or-treating. And we've still got youngest daughter's school party tonight. That makes five functions, and that makes Halloween officially grander than Christmas.
What a sell-out. I feel a little dirty, a little cheap, or maybe its just a side-effect of the lollies, which is after all what Halloween is all about. I also feel like I've sold out my principals and dignity for the sake of mass appeal, but that's what this blog is all about. And you can tell every single person you know I said that on www.thetigerfather.com.
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But really, I learned on my first Halloween that it was mostly harmless fun. I still wouldn’t want to see it popularised in Australia, but I don't feel moral decay consuming me any more than usual. Actually, I learned Halloween is widely used by charities as a time for helping others.
We didn’t do any of that. We just got lollies. But to be fair, we scored a truckload of them. OK, we kind of made pigs of ourselves.