Ghost Road

This is the back-of-beyond road I sometimes travel to see my dad in the next town, this is the stretch of road above an old manor estate and obviously it must be haunted and so I always expect around this point to either, have a fleeting glimps of a deathly white bride or maid gliding through the bonnet or (this is the worst) to glance in the rear-vew mirror to see the sillouette of a figure sitting in the middle of the back seat or a haunted face looking back. aaaaaargh!

Anyway tonights journey was un-eventful...but next time!

Back home all lights on ;o)