Another was when my nephew and niece came to stay for a week. I was warned not to tell ghost stories as the lad was scared, but i couldnt help it, and told the story of "mad jack mcmad" and how he prowled the streets round here with a balaclva on and an axe in his hand , looking for kids to kill!!
Long story short, as it got to bedtime i went out the back into the garage and put on my old cammy jacket, a balaclava and got a big axe, then went to the front room window. I knocked on the window and when they looked i screamed and waved my axe in the air!!
Felt awful afterwards as i had to lite