Come Halloween, I’m never short of a fancy-dress buddy – or two.
See, me and my identical sisters – Bernadette and Joanne – were born 10 minutes apart, on 31 October 1970.
Our mum Veronica, now 70, knew we’d be treble the fun…and trouble!
A mischievous trio, we’d go trick-or-treating together and, turning 13, we watched the horror film Halloween – from behind the sofa! Scaredy-cats, we’d never been interested in ‘other worldly’ goings-on.
But, we’ve a spooky connection...
At 17, Joanne and I worked in the same biscuit factory and, one afternoon, my nose had started throbbing, when our supervisor came over to me.
‘Joanne’s busted her nose,’ she said.
Freaky!
Then, one night in 1989, I woke with tummy pains and instantly knew why.
‘I think Bernie’s in…
