Hallowe'en is a really big part of our culture in Ireland, so I dressed up and knocked on doors in the late '70s and early '80s. We didn't call it Trick or Treating. In fact, we didn't have a name for it really. Everyone would just say, "Are you dressing up for Hallowe'en?", or, "What are you dressing up as for Hallowe'en?".
Like pps, our costumes were all hand made and mostly involved a black refuse sack. So, mostly a witch then
. Or maybe a ghost if we wanted to risk Mam's wrath by cutting holes in a sheet. My brother borrowed Dad's work boots and dressed as a farmer or coal man or something like that. Our parents didn't get involved in our costumes in any way - they just left us to it.
We'd knock on doors and say, "Please help the Hallowe'en party". We'd get a handful of monkey nuts and maybe a small apple or a few grapes. We never got sweets at the doors. The only person who gave us sweets was the local shopkeeper who would give us a tenpenny bag for free.
Mam always made colcannon for dinner and she wrapped up coins in tin foil and hid them in the colcannon. So we did have sweets, but we paid for them ourselves. And we had the aforementioned sweets from the shopkeeper.
The local kids (well, the older kids) would stash wood and tyres for weeks beforehand and they'd build up massive bonfires. There were several bonfires in the area and the sky would be lit up with fireworks. I still remember the shiver of excitement that ran through me when I'd step out of the house into the smoky air, to go knocking on doors. With fireworks whizzing and banging all around us.
When we got home, we'd play Hallowe'en games with my Mam and Dad - bobbing for apples and so on. And we'd eat barmbrack and there would be great excitement about who might get the ring. We also had toffee apples and pomegranates (I think we called them wine apples) and coconuts and other exotic things like that - I don't know if they were only sold at Hallowe'en or if we only ever bought them at Hallowe'en. But in my head they were very much associated with Hallowe'en.
My only regret is that I have no photos of our magical Hallowe'ens. My parents weren't well off and we didn't have cameras for long periods of my childhood. I guess it was expensive paying for a camera and flash cubes and then the cost of getting the photos developed.
I just loved Hallowe'en as a child. In fact, I still do as an adult. And I have passed on my love of Hallowe'en to my DD. I reckon she loves it even more than I do.