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Ghosts and Ghouls

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I’m always one for getting into the ‘spirit’ of things, and this Halloween was no exception when I agreed to attend a spooky ghost walk in Kegworth.

I only have rational fears really, you know the big stuff like falling from a very tall building, being eaten by sharks – that sort of thing. To my knowledge I don’t get freaked out by odd stuff. Buttons, carpets, zips etc are all fine with me – as too is the make believe world of ghosts.

I mean, how can you believe in spirits trapped somewhere between death and sprit party life? It’s never been proven, unless you take a few spots of white light on a dodgy photo as testimony. Or, like on my ghost walk, you believe in the tales of spector like figures knocking on doors or passing through people which are ultimately only tales.

But, I did get the heebie-jeebies seeing the spookiest house ever, which, believe you me could have been picked up and dropped off in a Hollywood horror set. And the walk through the church yard did send a wee shiver down my spine (perhaps it was the cold) – but I still wouldn’t walk through it on my own at night for a bucket full of toffee apples never mind one!

Towards the end of the walk I reminded myself of the facts, and that I don’t believe in ghosts, definitely, definitely, definitely not… until the little old lady guiding us through the streets crossed the road and disappeared into the wall of an 18^th Century house… Well, not really, but I had you there!

By Rowan Howe

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