We only had a few trick or treaters this evening. The neighbours had an angle grinder out doing something to a car, which may have scared them off. None of the little witches, vampires, wizards and skellingtons wanted the oranges covered with moshi monster stickers that someone brought to my Day of the Dead party, so I still have six oranges and no idea what to do with them. Granita? Duck à L'Orange? Our pumpkin had rotted since the weekend, so I had to improvise for the welcome sign on the gatepost. Fortunately I had a left behind Manny mask (from Grim Fandango) from the party, which did the trick nicely. I did wear the owl mask but I managed not to say "and then I smashed them with a hammer and used them to thicken soup" to any of the little munchkins.