He's not pleased. I don't enjoy it- we live in the city and they usually go with a cousin, round their house and nearby, but she's away. He told me he'd take them, as he knows I get bad anxiety and wouldn't like going somewhere dark where i didn't know anyone. But, he called me a 'nutter'- lovely! The charming man has now gone out.
Thankfully, they'll probably be too old for it next year I'm thinking.