1st October, 2009 - Ghost

GHOST: Apparently, I am dead. Which is odd, because I don’t believe in ghosts. Didn’t believe in them I mean. I can hardly deny the evidence of my own experience can I? I haunt therefore I am I suppose. What I can’t work out – is why I’m here. I mean aren’t ghosts to have some purpose? Patrick Swayzee had to make that clay pot didn’t he? Before he got to leave? The thing is, I donn’t really think I have any unfinished business. I mean, there was a nice piece of Red Leicester in the fridge and a can of Foster’s... It’d have been nice to finish them off. But it doesn’t seem reason enough to haunt the new inhabitants of the flat.