Hawklad, does the costume fit?
“Don’t know yet Dad!”
I’m waiting for Jason to appear with his chainsaw.
“You might have to wait a while. It’s a tight fit.”
“Well the trousers are now shorts that don’t get over my knees. The top won’t even get over my head. The mask is more like an eye patch and the strap isn’t long enough to wrap round my head. But at least the plastic chainsaw fits in my hand but it’s kind of like a Swiss Army knife now.”
Oh. That’s your fault for growing so much in a year. It kind of fit last year.
“No it didn’t, it was too small last year. Dad does your costume fit. But it’s not even a Halloween one?”
Yes it is number one son. It’s a ghoul.
“Dad it isn’t a ghoul. It’s Dr Who Cyberman mask which is supposed to fit a toddler and a black bin liner with holes cut in it.”
It’s a fantastic ghoul costume which I grant you is a little tight.
“Fantastic is not the word I would use. How tight”
Erm the mask doesn’t even cover my nose and my bum has ripped a hole in the bag. Apart from that it’s good to go.
“Shall we give the costumes a miss this year?”
Good idea Hawklad what shall we replace them with?
Perfect. But with all those calories I certainly won’t get into next years costume.
“Dad who said you were getting the chocolate……”