Halloween Prankster

With Halloween fast approaching, I found myself yet again tripping down memory lane and thinking about all the fun we got up to as kids, and all the scary stories my father would tell us!  One particular memory stood out and i would like to share it with you!

The Three witches!

Halloween was fast approaching and like many 15 year old teenagers me and my friends were always planning some kind of mischief!  We had decided this year to join the massive crowd that always ascended up at St Nicholas Church!  Apparently it was said that if you walked round it 3 times, a ghost was sure to follow you home! 

Cheryl, Lin and myself had decided to dress up as witches and do some trick or treating!  We baked dozens of fruit pies and jam tarts but made the pastry mainly from salt and had added chili and Tabasco to the filling! 

It had just started to get dark and off we set!!  "oh this was going to be fun" we thought, as we made our way from Buller Road toward the church, stopping now and again at a random house for a bit of trick or treating!  As yet we were getting treats in the form of apples sweets and nuts!  No one seemed to want any of our delicious pies!  

We finally arrived at the foot of the hill and was making our way up the steep road.  We could see a large crowd hanging around the steps of the church and also the vicar! (he used to try and dissuade and disperse the crowds).  We could see a rather large group of lads sitting and standing around the bench at the top.  Some of them spotted us (or more to the point out cooking tins)! and started to run down the hill toward us. All three of us just froze!  The lads ran right into us, grabbed our tins and scoffed our pies and tarts!!  Within seconds they were retching and throwing up all over the place!!  All we could do was run!!  We ran like  bats out of hell up to the church and then off to the left through the graves and towards the scout hut with our witches capes flying high behind us!!  

up until now, no one knew who it was that made them lads puke their guts up!  Don't supppose they were so quick to raid anybody elses cake tins.

34 years on and i still have a little giggle about that night and often wonder what the vicar must have thought when he saw 3 witches running through his grave yard on a spooky Halloween night!