Scary story...
The other night i heard a yowling n screeching out the back. It was fully dark. I thought whatever that is its probably whats been mucking up the back yard eh, some bloody cat, & it needs to be shoo'd off. I went out to give it a yellin & i realise its something much creepier out there. There's gurgling screechy noises u never heard in any horror film & i suddenly understood why in them horror films people Go Outside To See What Is Makin That Noise & we in the safety of our warm house or movie theatre are going "oh no!!!!!!!!!!!! u idiot!!!!!!!!!!! why on earth would u go outside!!!!!!!!!!!" Well now i know why ya would, cos u just do. As this thought whoosh thru my head I realise its flying things battering & gurgling like mutated cats choking & i see other neighbour out looking & saying WTF is that & i realise its a flock of bats dive bombing the back yard & i realise that i am silhouetted against the lit back doorway & in a horror film i'd be dead meat & i also realise bats are mad & nothing i do will get me more than a flappin bat down my neck so i repair inside & imagine my fast escape from horror movie & how if it real was a movie i'd be splattered all over the wire door in grotesque fashion & how funny is that.
Other Batt story:
This morn out in the raging gale force winds doing some gardening with mum (when she gets a notion u better mind what she sez) i see my plaster batt which i described in previous post, that lives in the carport, has blown over (its been a night of very blowy proportions) & smashed into bits. Its kinda sad.... perhaps it knew its time had come.
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