So Halloween – love it or hate it, at this time of year it’s impossible to ignore it. Suddenly the internet is awash with images of pumpkins and people in costume and excuses for parties and frivolity.
Like this blog hop, where, by following this link:
… you get access to masses of author’s blogs, each one offering a giveaway and celebrating the holiday.
My own giveaway is a $10 gift card – just comment with your favourite Halloween costume, and don’t forget to add your email addy. I’ll pick a winner on 30th.
This fascination with Halloween seems a bit strange to me. I come from an area of the UK where Halloween has always been a quiet and private affair. There were parties sometimes, usually children’s fancy dress parties, with bobbing for apples and cake and jelly, or adult fancy dress parties with copious amounts of beer, but it wasn’t the huge holiday that is celebrated in the US.
I suppose that this maybe because the holiday came about in different ways. In the US trick or treating stems from the strong late 19th century tradition of ‘guising’, when children would go from house to house in elaborate costume begging for a penny, or food. In England if there ever had been such a tradition it was transferred to early November and Guy Fawkes Night, where children would make a n effigy, dress it and drag it round the streets asking people for “a penny for the Guy” in a macabre re-enactment of how Guy Fawkes, failed terrorist and/or political martyr, was treated before execution. In a poor society one can’t afford two major festivals in a week so Halloween lessened in importance.
Now that burning people in effigy is considered politically incorrect and household firework displays are too expensive, Halloween is becoming more popular again and very much along American lines. It doesn’t work as well – it’s very difficult to skip from house to house dressed as a fairy when it’ s sleeting and most of the neighbours are baffled by what’s going on – so tends to end up as a party in someone’s house. Sometimes they bob for apples, but I think it’s far funnier to get them to bob for white marshmallows in a bowl of flour, as long as you don’t mind the mess.
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