Looking out of the window this Halloween, I stare out throught the lightning into the vicous rain storm and see approaching the house, a black cowled visitor. The lone visitor appears to be carrying a box of some sort and I realise that for once we must have a trick or treater (our house is set back from the main road by a long drive so this is rare).
So I walk around to the front door and answer, preparing to refuse to dole out sweeties, and the visitor removes his hood and offers to sell me poppies ;)
