LAMPERS. A GHOST STORY FOR CHRISTMAS
I’d just stopped in The Kings Arms in Keswick for pint. I’d been in town to see an outdoor theatre production in Crow Park, a worthy thing with be-clogged actors in wearing braces and caps of a century ago it was Ok, but as I say, a bit “worthy”. It had been an unseasonably warm day and it had brought on something of a thirst. I’d been there ten minutes or so and a young chap came in and I took him to be one the performers, ordered a double whisky and sat down opposite me. He was in an Continue reading LAMPERS. A GHOST STORY FOR CHRISTMAS