Heebie jeebies

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I went to finish off my last few bits of Christmas shopping today, including this little book of ghost stories for my wife. She has a strange fascination for the macabre, so this is right up her street.

It was one of those little things she pointed at when we were in Waterstones that I couldn't buy at the time (because she was with me) and which, unsurprisingly, had disappeared from the shelves by the time I went back on my own. The lovely girls in Waterstones were able to get it for me in time for Christmas, though.