Thursday, September 09, 2010

Spooks, And Crannies

Xfe has taken a trip up north to visit our new niece and our hyper-mignon nephew. To visit and to lend a hand. Mum had a c-section, Dad goes back to work after paternity leave, so Mum needs a hand with the 22-month old youngster - she can't lift him - and baby.

Leaving me alone, in our house.

A house that once again has a personality with the life we brought to it. A house that has its own strange noises. Noises I never notice when the two of us are here.

It's not the first time I've been here on my own. I moved in while Xfe was working in China, 2 weeks into a 6-week trip. But then it was new, an adventure.

He was also away mid-summer. It got dark later.

But now, in September, when it feels like the nights are starting to draw in, and the house is more homely, with all our things. Including our creepy things...

There are nooks and crannies everywhere. Dark spots, cold places. Areas with their own noises. Up here is a whole floor I rarely visit. Who knows what is to be found around the corner at the top of these stairs.

I preferred not to go up, even to take a picture.

Here is, I think, the darkest place. It doesn't look like it's any distance, but the corridor stretches to the back of the house, now our dressing room.

But away from the welcome glow of the kitchen I have to go.

I have to go to the bathroom, but I prefer not to in the dark. Alone.

When I do, in order not to so do with the imagination, I try not to let my eyes wander. I don't look down, unless I'm going down. I don't look up, unless I'm going up. For fear of what I might glimpse you see...

When Xfe's not here I keep the doors to this room closed.

Then, of course, there's the outside. Don't want to look there.

Not sure what I mean? Well, look closely...

Do you see anything?


Are you sure? Look again...

Creepy, huh?


Nik_TheGreek said...


Aya Hashiguchi said...

Hello! I am glad to hear you will be attending Les Mis soon. Please tell me how it is. Quite a wonderful occasion.

Do you think your new home is haunted? Perhaps that is part of your creepy feeling? I feel my house is haunted, but it's just a guess....

Either way, you have a lovely home!

liminalD said...

This was a fun post, and kinda poetic :)

Also, liking the new blog look.

MadeInScotland said...

Thank you all. Aya, I don't think the house is haunted, even though it's over 100 years old.

It creaks with age, but most old homes do.

It needs to be filled. But when I'm on my own here in the kitchen there are still three empty floors, waiting patiently.

JohnnyFox said...

Very atmospheric. Reminded me in part of 'The Dark At The Top of the Stairs'


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