We didn’t do Halloween when I was a kid. It was basically an American festival, not ours. We did do All Souls and All Saints though – it was a church thing.
But loads of people I know love Halloween and they love the chance to dress up, to scare each other (and themselves), to play. I like it because there is a sense of misrule, of Pan and Bacchus being abroad, and that always excites me, even as it unnerves me a little. (The image above is from Saturday, when Shelley and I – and several others – went dressed up/made up to Pilates … the way you do …)
So, here’s a Halloween gift.
It’s chapter thirteen of London Lies Beneath, it’s sort of a ghost story and sort of a love story and definitely a sea story. The book is studded with stories that feed the main narrative but some of them can almost be read alone, this one is the most self-contained.
Here are two pdfs you can download – one is pretty with the gorgeous book cover as a watermark, one is very plain in Arial (sans serif) for those who need/want a clearer font.
(maybe next year I’ll record and share my Mum’s scary song …)
Yes Halloween is a big deal in Canada. Huge. It has gotten a bad rap over the past few years as people tamper with candy and some associate it with devil worship. Good grief. I was a teacher for 35 years and always lived it up with my students, as I believe it is the only celebration we have of the imagination, the magic of childhood and the joy of masquerade. Thanks for sharing the stories! I love your blog!
delighted you love the blog, have a good evening.