Bump in the Night….

Cedric was bought a couple of years ago with the intention of having him in the Kitchen Garden to scare off unwelcome visitors. I thought that he’d look good against the brick walls  and  he also suited my Victorian tastes – I love anything Gothic! The Kitchen Garden was no where near completion so I sat him in the Garden Room at the rear of the house to oversee the work. He looked good and got lots of compliments but I noticed that our luck immediately changed and life just became more difficult than it should be…. maybe he was scaring off the good luck elements in our home? I moved him into the shed and our luck noticeably  improved. My husband says it’s my over active imagination but I feel that Cedric’s definitely an outdoor fellow! Last week I finally put him into the Kitchen Garden and he looks very much at home… but I will be listening carefully for the sound of stoney wings flapping against the night sky tonight….

I’ve had my share of spooky experiences and things that go bump in the night…. so I’ll curl up in front of the fire, look at my smiling pumpkin and keep safely inside.

A house is never still in darkness to those who listen intently; there is a whispering in distant chambers, an unearthly hand presses the snib of the window, the latch rises.  Ghosts were created when the first man awoke in the night.  ~J.M. Barrie

34 thoughts on “Bump in the Night….

    • I agree Cathy – he looks more like a surly teenager than a fearsome beast! I can imagine him stomping around, slamming doors and being grumpy rather than terrifying!

  1. I loved your prose at the end, delightful. Glad Cedric found a spot outside, that’s kind of spooky about the luck and all. Gads, I think I’d need a night light on tonight, I’ll be thinking of stone wings flapping in the dark. I do like the vintage vibe of your little jack-o-lantern, reminds me of Halloween long ago.

    • Thanks… there are so many love J M Barrie quotes which appeal to my tastes. You’ll be relieved to know that the wind and rain drowned out any wing flapping noises last night and Cedric is exactly where I left him!

  2. Hope Cedric settles into his new home in the garden! If he turns out to be good at keeping the pests at bay please let me know and I’ll try to find one of his friends to tackle the problem in my vege patch!

    • I’ve witnessed many strange things over the years too and believe that there are things that we can’t currently explain. Footsteps in an empty hallway, doors that slam when there is no breeze, toys flying off shelves… I’ve grown up with this so it’s not too shocking 😉
      Cedric behaved himself and my windows were locked!

  3. My sister has a feng shui shop and I think she’d probably agree with you that his placement is very significant – fyi if I remember correctly, according to her, powerful animal statues don’t belong in the house.

    • That’s so interesting! I intended on him being in the garden and everything went back to normal once he was outside. We are blessed in having a happy and straight forward life but everything seemed like hard work and there were obstacles at every turn. I’m much happier now he’s outside and, despite this, I am very fond of him!

  4. I really like Cedric, very fitting for a kitchen garden. If he doesn’t scare off the slugs and snails perhaps he can keep the foxes at bay? They have started to roam again here where I live in London – it’s that time of the year, they are out in the street every night and in my garden several times a week. But alas, it seems nothing scare them away, they are not even afraid of me when I go out and try to shush them away!

    • We have their rural cousins here and they are so much more timid than the city foxes. We just make sure that the chickens are well penned in… but as soon as the foxes know we’re there they disappear!

  5. That is the spitting image of my old Aunt Gladys. The family resemblence is uncanny. Every morning I grow closer to that same face when I look in the mirror. I’m sure I’ll do my fair share of hauntings one day–because it appears that someone out there has been making stone sculptures of the women in my family with bed head and baggy eyes.

    • I’ve almost choked on my tea reading this! Ha ha…. poor Aunt Gladys! The good news is, if you discount his head, he’s got a great body and manicured nails!

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