Halloween may be a great tradition in other parts of the world, but apart from each and every store jumping onto the jack-o-lantern bandwagon, there’s not much enticing about it here. And after witnessing five girls in the tram, aged approximately 13, chugging some vile stuff that looked like strawberry champagne, and showing their contempt for the limitations of an oppressing society by openly smoking (until the conductor told them off, that is), I’m convinced more than ever that Halloween is not much more than yet another excuse to go crazy. Which is actually quite OK.