Mcvicar Marketing put a comment on
another post about her 'in the news' halloween costume and it reminded me of a costume I was once made to wear. So, since it's October how about sharing your costume stories from when you were kids and your Mum's still made them...
Here's mine for starters:
When I was eight my Mother dressed me as a scarecrow. It was a fantastic costume and all in one suit with patchwork and a hat. The bad bit was the straw...my Mum (in all her wisdom) attached straw to my arms and legs using carpet tape (you know, the really tough hard duty stuff?). Wearing the costume was fine, taking it off was another story. I sat on the ground screaming with every rough, terrifying rip while my Dad and his friend winced with every scream. It was agony, at the end I had red-raw legs and I was balling my eyes out.
I won a pound for my costume though. Result.