Not so darling after all
A reader sets the scene: "Halloween, on Saturday evening on Waiheke Island and two small girls knocked on our door. Two little darlings who couldn't have been more than 7 years old rang the bell and banged on the door - the shadowy figure of mum could be seen up at the street. We had completely forgotten about it so no provisions for those who may call and don't support this American celebration in any event. As we are no longer eating sugar there were no sweets in our home and instead I offered them both a nice, crisp, red apple (better for their teeth, I thought). Could not believe what I was hearing when we advised we had no sweets to ladle out - one of the little darlings said: 'We take money!' The next morning, I saw an apple sitting on the steps."
Fireworks give the game away
Lynton Diggle of Titirangi writes: "Lay in bed. No radio on so we could watch the pre-recorded game with breakfast. Suddenly a barrage of fireworks from down the street. Oh dear, we now knew who won. Don't you just hate that?"
