The sky is blue, the grass is green, have you got a penny for Halloween..

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MoggasDog

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..if you haven't got a penny, a pound will do,
if you haven't got a pound then your window's going through.

No pumpkins in the 80s - I am not sure you could buy one even if you wanted to. We had turnips. I reckon we used to get about £2 for a night's work. Not many sweets, it was all about the money.

Then it was onto Bommy night and a week of 'Penny for the Guy'
 
Anyone who sings the traditional song rather than the American "trick or treat" gets a tenner from me, I've decided, though I reckon my moneys pretty safe round here.
 
We didn't even go around the houses. At the risk of turning this into a Yorkshiremen sketch, we spent all day hollowing out a turnip using sheath knives, chisels or anything else we could lay our hands on, made holes in the sides for the string (not too near the top or it wouldn't last long), threaded the string through the lantern and the lid, stuck a candle inside and walked around Berwick Hills allotments where there was no street lighting. That was it.
 
BlindBoyGrunt said:
We didn't even go around the houses. At the risk of turning this into a Yorkshiremen sketch, we spent all day hollowing out a turnip using sheath knives, chisels or anything else we could lay our hands on, made holes in the sides for the string (not too near the top or it wouldn't last long), threaded the string through the lantern and the lid, stuck a candle inside and walked around Berwick Hills allotments where there was no street lighting. That was it.
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Obviously avoiding any of the turnip bashers who roved the streets....
 
Turnips with a lit candle inside, we wore black bin bags as our outfits. What could possibly go wrong?. Saying that I don't remember any accidents. I don't remember knocking on peoples doors I think we just wandered around carrying our turnip.
 
Who didn't put a coat back to front on the smallest kid in the group (hood covering face) , plonk him on the front steps and request penny for the guy?
 
On our haloween rounds as a young kid from Acklam, I remember ducking down below the front windows of a semi detached bungalow, to get to the house next door, and running face first into a rusty wire fence that separated the 2 front gardens. Ripped the top of my nose apart, between my eyes. My mate noticed the blood pouring down my face so in a panic, we knocked on the door to get help. The old lady that answered gave praise for my “realistic” make up. We explained what had happened and she told us to go home to tell our parents . I’m now scarred for life.
 
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