We had mischief night when I was younger. My parents would not allow my brother and I to do it!
All of a sudden we have this morphed Halloween night that is an American import. I had to go down Morrisons to buy a load of tatt to put in the house. My mum helpfully went crackers with a halloween table cloth and sellotaped it to my lounge window, creating the look of a Crack Den. Luckily the madness is nearly over. Where did I put the rest of that whiskey?