The Professor and the Ghostly Monk

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The Professor is very much the archetype of a rational man (he denies this) but, the other day, I did venture to ask him if he had any experience of the paranormal. His answer sent a chill down my spine.

The Ghostly Monk

“Some years ago, while taking an afternoon constitutional in the walled garden of Lord Parvanimity of Foddington's estate, I came across the ghostly figure of a cowled monk. He pointed directly at me and declared in a portentous voice that I should repent before it was too late.... or something like that. Anyway, we got chatting and it turned out that his name was Brian and that he was doomed to walk poorly-attended gardens and deliver vague messages of impending doom. 

We went off to the local pub (The Trombone and Gooseberry, I believe it was called) and, after a few pints of fine local ale, parted on good terms. As he drifted off into a cloud of diaphanous mist he gave me a tip on a horse called Elozable Mineshaft in the 3:30 at Chepstow the following day. I'm not normally a gambling man but, assuming he had a supernatural grasp on future events, I wagered £5 on that horse. It came in second to last. My advice to you is never trust a ghost, especially if they're a monk called Brian. He didn't even buy a round. Some nonsense about ghosts not using money if I recall correctly.

I think there's a lesson for us all there.”

Location: Foddington

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