It was a cold
autumnal night - I had spent the evening at the camera club discussing
methods of taking and faking photographs - it was generally agreed that it
was impossible to create a ghost that would hold up under strict scrutiny.
Thirsty by the conversation I headed the local pub, the Saracen Head, near
the Barras. It was about nine when I got there so there was not a huge
amount of drinking time left - so when I left the pub at midnight I was
still feeling rather thirsty - luckily I had my hip flask with me!
To save time, I took a shortcut across the
graveyard as I had done countless times. As I climbed the slope to the
higher level, I began to feel oozy. Fortunately there was a tombstone nearby
and I rested against that - taking a few slugs from the flask to bring me
I must have fallen asleep, for the next thing I new
I was feeling bitterly cold. I tried to stand up but somehow I seemed to be
pinned to the ground.
That is when I spotted the most incredible sight!
Right in front of me ghostly spirits began to climb out of the tombs and
what was more amazing - they were all naked!!
Once more I tried to move but was rooted to the
spot. The nude ghosts meanwhile we laughing and playing around the
gravestone - oblivious to my presence. They seemed to be having fun, just
like youngsters on a nudist beach - it was as if they did not realize that
they were dead!!
Fortunately I had the presence of mind to take some
photographs which clearly show two girls and a boy converting about nude in
I was enthralled watching them - but through
exhaustion fell asleep once more. When I awake it was morning again. It was
all so dreamlike but fortunately the pictures prove that this strange ghost
story really did happen!!!