Resident Ghosts were walking...
About 2am this morning, I was woken from my slumbers by a darling little voice calling out gently and conversationally, “Hello! Hello Bilbo! Whistle! Hello!”
It was Bilbo chattering away using the sum total of his vocabulary. I answered him as I thought perhaps he was upset about something but he just continued chattering for another 5 or ten minutes (I think - I was too tired to bother checking the clock).
Now, the odd thing about this is that Bilbo NEVER chatters like this late at night UNLESS Edmund is coming into the bedroom. But, Edmund was certainly NOT coming in as he was comfortably ensconsed in a bed in a hotel in Glasgow.
Yet, I did have the distinct feeling that SOMEONE was in the room besides your erstwhile correspondent and the chattering Feathered Duster.
Perhaps the resident ghosts were wandering again. Or it may simply be my imagination.
It was Bilbo chattering away using the sum total of his vocabulary. I answered him as I thought perhaps he was upset about something but he just continued chattering for another 5 or ten minutes (I think - I was too tired to bother checking the clock).
Now, the odd thing about this is that Bilbo NEVER chatters like this late at night UNLESS Edmund is coming into the bedroom. But, Edmund was certainly NOT coming in as he was comfortably ensconsed in a bed in a hotel in Glasgow.
Yet, I did have the distinct feeling that SOMEONE was in the room besides your erstwhile correspondent and the chattering Feathered Duster.
Perhaps the resident ghosts were wandering again. Or it may simply be my imagination.