Monday night ghost investigations don't agree with me. My eyes have rebelled after their 1am bedtime and 6am rise. I've had less sleep before but it's never a nice feeling is it? I didn't enjoy the 'event' either. Most people gave great feedback but all I ever remember is the bad review. I say review, what we had was a man who seemed bonkers suddenly making himself look a dick and storm out saying he had been thrown out of our event. The truth was that members of the public said "why are you here then?" after he sounded off saying it was all "fucking bollocks" .
I hate doing our public events. I hate it because it seems that we are expected to 'put on a show' for the people or have all the answers. All I wanna do is explore this interest with like minded people. It's not my JOB to convince you of spirit. Plus the tickets were free for fucks sake.
But that is over now let's move on.
When I collected my son from holiday club the other day I watched him via a reflection in a door window section as he ate his tea with his friends. I didn't want him to rush through noticing me. The discussion at the table was about the Easter bunny. My son listened and ate while another boy asked "How does the Easter bunny get inside my house and leave me eggs?"
Another child finished his mouthful and said "Maybe he can jump high?"
Either this youngster had not fully thought his suggestion through or he knew his friend lived a house without a roof. It was amusing and cute for me to watch and listen to. Last night my son was hyper and giddy when I dropped him home and reopened his house door as I was about to drive off
"I love you Dad" he shouted into the street and the. Raised me a trucker's thumbs up. What a guy!
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