Curses, I forgot to stock up on soya yoghurt. It’s the only stuff I would give Trick‐or‐treaters (something I’ve never been myself). Or maybe I can offer my last Brazil nuts if it doesn’t yet breach health and safety regulations. I doubt we’ll get anyone knocking on our door in this studenty area, anyway.
I forgot to get a pumpkin. Just call me misery guts. At least they’ll be cheap soon enough, and I can make me some gorgeous soup.
