The Stanley Quest
I've never published anything on the internet before - apart from sharing stuff on Facebook. But a strange set of events - a chance encounter with something from the past set me thinking. When I talked to my friends about it, they all said - write about it; do a website or a blog or something! So here we are - how a chance event made me want to go public!
How it all began
Last summer, my husband John and I, with our five-year-old, Franky, spent a week in a little holiday cottage on the West Coast of Lancashire. It was the one on the left below.
It rained all day on the Tuesday & Franky was still restless at bedtime, so we sat on his bed, in the little back bedroom, telling stories. There was an old chest-of-drawers in the room - a strange thing, painted all over to look like wood - and, typically, John set off making up tales about all the things it had seen. It just got Franky more excited - much to my annoyance! He became convinced that there was something in the chest and I got so cross that I grabbed the bottom drawer and pulled it right out - "Look, there's nothing there!" I shouted.
The trouble is - there was something there!!