After driving a few hundred kilometres home, after work, I had set up a small table in my lounge with some Halloween things but it was getting late. It was starting to get dark. I opened my front door to remove the tarantula from my letter box. Two little ghosts stood on my porch with their backs to me, facing their dad, standing a short distance way. "Oh, I am so glad you are here. I was just packing up. I've just got home and I was really late this year. I thought no-one was coming. Would you like some spider webs?" the ghosts nodded at me politely and I packed some bags with "ghost-stuff". An eyeball, some fimo bones, a ring , some spider webs and a spider should do, I thought. I forgot to put in some plastic flies. Ghosts are great to have around. Earlier today, I had leaned out of the nurses station window a few times with a large brandy balloon filled with sour pink ear-shaped jubes and asked, "Would you like an ear to suck?". I had given the kitchen staff and the nurses a bottle of West Australian wine each.This was the first time in years that I hadn't received a pumpkin or a set of rotten, green witches fangs for my birthday.
