2.bpspot/-h_s7l2rst-c/WffQy4yJHvI/AAAAAAABMHA/TJn7SRuAhwMlhNSKRpFRtWdNcsMn-_NKwCLcBGAs/s1600/Poetry%2Bp32%2Bp33-01%2Blarge.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"> more on this, below Boo! Just kidding. I've actually become a bit of a Halloween 'scrooge' now that the kids are older. Not because I don't like it. I do. It's fabulous fun. Our suburb here in Canberra caught a little Halloween fever a few years ago, with mini ghouls haunting the streets, but it seems to have died down now. Nevertheless, I leave a creepy bowl outside our front door with freakish treats inside. I guess I'm a bit over Halloween because it's just 'another' thing to do, you know? And to think, I used to decorate the entire house. AND Easter. And I'd hang streamers and puff up balloons at the mere whiff of any other festive occasion. Now, all that energy is reserved for Christmas. If you've read my ...