A Scholarly Ghostie...
Monday, 15 October 2012 09:35 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
byslantedlightI've just seen the atlas on my bookshelf, virtually right in front of me and up a bit, suddenly stand itself upright from its leaning position against the side of the bookcase... *g* It was very gentle, just a slight crunching of the dustcover as it came up - it'd been leaning about an inch, I suppose, so a fair old hoik to get upright, though not extreme... Nothing had been pushed or rattled or shaken, just me sitting here typing gently on my laptop, a couple of surfaces below... *g*
If I hadn't tipped everything the other way when I took the dictionary out from its place further down the line earlier this evening, and then tipped everything except the atlas back again, I'd be more impressed by its supernatural self, but I presume it simply had to do with the way its pages and so on had ended up sitting.
But it did just do it all by itself - quite impressive, mechanically, for the pages and cover and everything to be in the right position to be able to - and I can quite see how in a spookier house, in less prosaic circumstances, someone might want to shout ghooooooost! *g*
One of the most haunted things I've ever seen, I think... can you tell that my mum's spookiness took a genetic leap right over me...?
ETA - bloody 'ell, and Scary II - I swear that aeroplane must have had trouble getting off the ground, it was so low over the end of our village - if it'd been daylight I could have counted the pilot's eyelashes... I could hear the engine sounding as if it was struggling, which is why I looked out the window, and then saw these massive red and green undercarriage lights heading this way, on something that looked like it was desperately trying to climb - a cargo-ish size plane, or at least I hope so, rather than passenger!
And there I thought it was a dull evening, back to Job 3 after a long prior evening of Job 2, following the day's Job 1! Ghosts and frighteningly low aircraft - a little like those snatches of dream scenarios that you remember when you wake up... which I swear I am... *g*
If I hadn't tipped everything the other way when I took the dictionary out from its place further down the line earlier this evening, and then tipped everything except the atlas back again, I'd be more impressed by its supernatural self, but I presume it simply had to do with the way its pages and so on had ended up sitting.
But it did just do it all by itself - quite impressive, mechanically, for the pages and cover and everything to be in the right position to be able to - and I can quite see how in a spookier house, in less prosaic circumstances, someone might want to shout ghooooooost! *g*
One of the most haunted things I've ever seen, I think... can you tell that my mum's spookiness took a genetic leap right over me...?
ETA - bloody 'ell, and Scary II - I swear that aeroplane must have had trouble getting off the ground, it was so low over the end of our village - if it'd been daylight I could have counted the pilot's eyelashes... I could hear the engine sounding as if it was struggling, which is why I looked out the window, and then saw these massive red and green undercarriage lights heading this way, on something that looked like it was desperately trying to climb - a cargo-ish size plane, or at least I hope so, rather than passenger!
And there I thought it was a dull evening, back to Job 3 after a long prior evening of Job 2, following the day's Job 1! Ghosts and frighteningly low aircraft - a little like those snatches of dream scenarios that you remember when you wake up... which I swear I am... *g*
