I used to tell you stories (either directly or through your mum) of strange things that happened to me.  A lady standing by my bedroom window when I was a girl. Cigarette smoke followed by a drop in temperature in the house I bought in Reigate.  No one wanted to stay in the spare room there. Later at Forge Cottage footsteps upstairs but no one else was home.  A man dressed in Tudor clothing and then orbs floating around the room.  Being pinned to the bed unable to move. Something flashing by that Dan and I would see whenever we came home.  Maddie seeing the silver lady.  Maddie trying to hand a toy to someone, twice, but no one was there.  The list goes on.  You and Tom were fascinated and whenever I spoke to your mum she would always say that the boys want to know if anything else had happened. It used to make me smile.  Real life ghost stories.  Well Nick, I kept dreaming about you last night.  You'll know now what goes on.  I won't be scared if you want to stop by.  I love you.  Suey xxx