Now am really shaking in my boots. Dave admitted to me last night that he has been waking in the middle of the night after hearing our front door open or other doors in our house slam shut. He's almost convinced that we have a ghost in our house! And there was me being all rational for once and blaming the night fears on a poor possum. Anyone who knows Dave will know that this is the sort of idea he usually completely dismisses. He laughed at me when I told him I was still scared of the bogey man. He resolutely does not believe in ghosts, the afterlife, faeries or puffins! The latter being because he has never seen one for himself...therefore they musn't exist. Logical in a Dave sort of way.
Anyway I am now faced with the fact that we may have a nosy and noisy transparent houseguest. Will have to take myself down to the Fremantle markets to find some kind of Ghost housewarming present so he will be nice to us. You can literally find anything in the Freo markets. A bit like Glastonbury town centre on a quiet day and with an added asian food hall (which serves the best tom yum soup ever!)! Any tips are very welcome.
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