It’s trick or treat time. Being British I’m faintly disturbed by this tradition; squirmish about the concept of fancy dress (the effort involved seems commensurate with axing the trees to light your own funeral pyre), cynical of the commercialization of yet another pagan / christian ceremony and also mightily stressed out by the following email, …

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Two four year olds stand before me, hands on hips. ‘Is there Birthday cake?’ one demands. ‘Yes.’ ‘Is the Cake Raw?’ the other asks. ‘No.’ ‘Is the cake Vegan. Because I’m Vegan,’ says the other. ‘No.’ ‘Well, what will I eat?’ ‘Um…'(I don’t know but I’m thinking there’ll be more cake for me). I walk …

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