I lived with a ghost one time in a rented room, just hearing his footsteps during the dark hours quite often, no visual appearances. The landlady confirmed the ghost, telling me the footsteps began being heard after a tenant had committed suicide in the room some time ago.
Ok, whose turn was it to make sure Livvie hasn’t been nipping the cooking sherry?
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(And whose turn was it to make sure ol’ man Randy D isn’t using archaic references such as “nipping the cooking sherry”? Grrrrrrrrr.)![]()
