
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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I also got a bit of a fright this morning - I was in the changing rooms at my gym (no, not THAT kind of fright) when who should walk in but Gordon Brown, the Chancellor (+ most non-scary security ever witnessed. A man in a fleece with a walkie-talkie...). I saw him in his pants and that was not something I would like to see again, thank you kindly. Funny to think that the man who counts my taxes wears blue Y-fronts.
My wife doesn't believe me. She thinks he's a boxer shorts type.
( , Mon 26 Feb 2007, 20:37, Reply)
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