Can I say once again that it isn't "American" here in the NE there is a long history of celebrating. When my DSs were small they were always welcomed by the old gent round the corner who was in his 80sbut remembered doing the same thing when he was little. They had to say a rhyme or sing but he always gave them something. I remember as well one costume favoured was Dracula, complete with plastic teeth and fake blood. I suppose it was a bit gory but no one seemed to mind.
Jersey trip, some tips please.





