Reading the tale about the pumpkin reminded me of my childhood Halloweens. I moved from posh area of Newcastle when I was just turning 7 and we moved to Springboig a place technically outside Glasgow but surrounded by Glasgow. My new friends suggested we go out at Halloween. This was new to me. They said you had to do something like dress up or do something. I'd only just moved house so we had nothing for costume. I stood behind the children in costume. The householder looked puzzled but I recited a poem. The women was so delighted she gave me twice as many sweets. I had thought the Trick referred to me doing a trick. Only when I moved to Yorkshire did I realise the trick referred to you doing something to the householder who did not treat you. Still I think my way was better.