if you can’t beat ’em, join ’em…

Beware of ghouls, ghosties, and long leggity beasties, and things that go bump in the night…

Or so they say.

But if you do have these things going on in your life, please be nice to them, because they could be me. Last night I had a dream which seemed really unusual, and I had a feeling I should’ve been frightened, but I wasn’t. Later, in the morning, I was making our morning coffee and I realised in my dream I’d been a ghost. It’d been me doing the haunting. It’d been fun creeping out people. I was the resident spirit in this abandoned old village hall that was now converting itself back into nature – the roof had fallen in, and there were shrubs starting to grow up to be trees. And this was where I um, lived. I also had a car wreck to haunt. What more could a ghost guy want? His own pad, wheels, and a mission to give people something new to think about…

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