
We'd been watching the Shining. We were staying in an old church building. In hindsight, taking the shortcut home after midnight, in the mist, through the old graveyard was a bad idea.
I'm not sure what started it, but suddenly all the hairs on my neck had gone up and I was crapping myself. It was almost as bad as when, after a few cups of coffee too many and buzzing on caffeine, I got freaked out by my own reflection in the toilets.
When were you last really scared?
( , Thu 22 Feb 2007, 15:43)
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The Tailypo. Had it read to us by some sadistic fuck teacher in the second year of Infants. Weeks of nightmares, incontinence and insomnia.
Almost a quarter of a century later, and Amazon, thinks I, gives me the chance to exorcise some brain demons. And look! It comes with a cute yellow audio cassette!
I reread it earlier this week. Listened to the tape, thus hearing the Tailypo's voice for the first time.
Nightmares? Check.
Isomnia? Yep.
Incontinence? Er...
Really, if you allow a young child to read this book, you are simply evil.
( , Fri 23 Feb 2007, 17:18, Reply)
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