Back in 1955,I had a landlord who would, at night,tie, a napkin around his head so the ends stood up like a rabbit's ears,and a rope around his middle.Without these "aids for a peaceful night"he was sure his brain and his intestine would spill out whilst he was sleeping. One night he gave a terrible scream,I rushed into his room and found it full of smoke.His home-made electric blanket had set fire to his mattress!I moved out the next day and took lodgings with his neighbour,an elderly widow. She gave me her front room which was furnished with a lovely double bed. At breakfast she told me her husband had died in this bed and she had been afraid to use it since his demise.I coped with this creepy tale and even with her "noticing" her husband "materialising from the bedroom skirting board.One morning I went out into her kitchen and found her washing her teeth in the cup she served my tea up in.I was out of there very quickly!
Subject: Landlords?Rigsby is OK 
Mon Apr 05, 2010 10:36 pm
