Had the same ghost visit me then...............the dirty b*****d had a shite in the bath......
on another occassion the same ghost visited me again, only this time he put my shirt, trousers and shoes back on, lifted me and put me in my sister bed, but not before putting me out in the rain so I was piss wet through, and then scooping madras into my mouth by hand so it all went down the front of my shirt. It's all evidence that ghosts really do exist!! I can't think of any other explanation!!!
Your SISTERS BED