ghosts...

.. T1G called me a tease... that's just wrong.... I'd never do that to you people... y'all know that I love each and every one of you like perverted little Brothers and Sisters.... (and some of you like 3rd Cousins in the hayloft when no one is looking...)

... anyway, a few of you gentle people wanted to hear of my ghosts.... well, since my sole purpose on this planet is to please you rubberneckers, I shall comply...

... I once lived in a small cottage that overlooked the Montrose Basin... from my living room window, I could easily see where the South Esk River emptied into the North Sea... the garden was small and enclosed by ancient hedges... it was a "gardener's cottage".. and as such, it was of basic design.. two bedrooms, a sitting room, a kitchen and a bath... but before I begin my ghost story, I want to describe the layout of the rooms...

... in the front of the cottage, there was a break in the hedges where the path crept up to the door... the entirety of our "front yard" - meaning the area between the hedge and the house - was a gigantic rose garden... upon opening the door, you were immediately faced with a door to the left and right... on the left was the master bedroom.... on the right, the bathroom... a dark hallway lay directly ahead... five or six steps down the hall, and you were again faced with doors on the left and right... the left took you into the sitting room... the right entered into the spare bedroom... directly ahead, steps flowed down into the tiny kitchen...

... that's it.. a spacious master bedroom with windows looking onto a bed of roses, buxom hedges, and gigantic holly trees... a large sitting room with views of the ebb and flow of the tidal basin... a tiny bathroom and bedroom on the other side of the hallway.. and a kitchen that had been added on in the 1860s as an afterthought...

... the house stood just outside the rock walls of a genuine castle... Craig House.. sometimes simply referred to as "The Craig".. our cottage was built around 1793 as a home for the working help... I am sure that it was not the only residence to have been built on that site... Craig House had existed - in one form or another - from the 1300s, and I am sure that their servants had to stay somewhere... Edward I, the "Hammer of the Scots", is reported to have burnt the first version of Craig House when he had ventured North to teach John Balliol a lesson...

... the house was a treat to live in... cold in the winter, but comfortable and quaint... and the Wife absolutely loved it... but the house was also haunted.. we didn't know it at the time we signed the lease, but we soon found out that we were not alone in the house at times...

... oops... to be continued, folks... gotta do some work on the patio... heh heh... tease, indeed...

by Eric on July 09, 2005 | Bullshit (7) | TrackBack (0) | SWG Stories
Bullshit So Far

*throws half-rubber at Eric's head*

Fuckin' tease!

Bullshitted by Harvey on July 9, 2005 01:58 PM

.. heh heh...

Bullshitted by Eric on July 9, 2005 02:13 PM

More. Must have more. Now why are we talking, rather than B.S. ing.....

Bullshitted by sadie on July 9, 2005 02:43 PM

I want more. *grin*

Makes me wish I could see a photo.

Bullshitted by Donna on July 9, 2005 06:15 PM

perhaps if Eric sponsered a "ghost writer" we would have a ghost of a chance to spector-ulate on whether or not his spirits moved us or not.

Bullshitted by Guy S on July 9, 2005 09:17 PM

Heheh.... you bastard! Baitin' yet again! :)

Bullshitted by That 1 Guy on July 10, 2005 12:13 AM

Damn tease. ;)

Bullshitted by Blondage on July 11, 2005 11:44 AM