Death is no longer on the doorstep. He's in my house!

I have just had THE scariest day.

After my most recent blog - Death's on the Doorstep (or Patio (or just inside my laptop)) - I, most certainly, had death on my mind. So you can imagine my horror when I realised that George Putland - my good friend, actor, writer, poet, director, singer, all round fantastic bloke - and I were being followed by Mrs O'Neill a hideous ghost from the Sussex countryside.

Obviously, our first thought was to email Mostly Ghosts with our terrifying discovery. So we're awaiting publishing of our photographs on there so we can let the world know of the dangers of this furious ghoul.

Let me divulge you in the tale of my day, first, to set the scene. George, Dave Neill (who we suspect could be related to the old bint, Mrs O'Neill) and I began the day browsing Chris (simpsons artist)'s Facebook page and laughing long into the night. After an uncomfortable sleep for myself and Dave, George awoke fresh face and ready for the day so the three of us watched Jeremy Kyle - the angry swine - shouting at disgusting louts on my television.

After wanting to have a day taking shots like these, we discovered the aforementioned terrifying photos.

Before I introduce these images, I'd like to point you towards the fine lady who proved to me the existence of ghosts in one quick conversation that I have uploaded for you here. Please give it a read an discover the unknown logic of believers.

Bloody read it now!

So. Now you're a fully fledged believer I may begin. You understand the importance of the conversion you needed to undergo, as I imagine you now feel enlightened and ready to view these shocking images.

George and I went on a walk around Northiam and took a few pictures, after returning home we discovered the hideous truth behind the images we captured. I hope these are as life changing for you as they have been for us.

Remember: Mrs O'Neill is present in every photograph, so click on the images for higher resolution and to discover the true horror of our ordeal.

NB: No wires leading to the laptop. It was switched OFF. Freaky or what?

I hope these photographs have helped you on the long and perilous path towards believing in ghosts, souls and other such poppycock.

I also hope your Internet connection has been fairly fast for reading this blog, or loading up all of the photos could have wasted a lot of your life.

Good evening to you all.