Here before you know it

I'm tired because I'm spending all my time at work trying to put together this year's half-term Hallowe'en Haunting Extravaganza (or whatever we'll end up calling it). It was partly my idea in the first place to try and put on events for external visitors all year round, so I can't complain about the extra workload, but after the Summer we just had and the trip to the South-East and the coronavirus I do feel like I would like a calm couple of weeks to just recharge and reset myself. But no, the busy world of Gavin-led Holiday Centre family fun and games is a nonstop one, and I have acts to book, decorations to locate and unpack, and various Autumnal sugary treats to get ordered.
Speaking of sugary treats, I tried something today called 'blonde chocolate'. I can't give you too much information because I just sampled a couple of squares, and I didn't see the packaging, so I don't know if the 'blonde' comes from a particular manufacturing process, or whether it is targeted at a certain hair colour, but all I can tell you is it tasted bloody odd. Like badly made white chocolate with a hint of coffee and a half-arsed futile attempt to make it taste like a Biscoff biscuit. Slightly caramelly, slightly marmitey and altogether rather unpleasant. I won't be ordering any in to coat our 'apples on strings' stand, I'll be sticking with good old Dairy Milk, thank you very much.
And if you're not familiar with what I mean by 'apples on strings' - you make a hole through a tasty apple and pass a length of string through it, and then hang them from a suspended clothes line. You coat the apples with melted chocolate and then the idea is kids come along and have to try to eat the coated apple off the string without using their hands.
Pretty tricky, and all very silly, but what is a Hallowe'en party for if not trickiness and silliness?

RC 21-9-23