| Posted: Thu 2 Nov, 2006 15:51:14
I have waited for years to pass on this story:
Whilst in the Army (1957 /5
I had suffered a "potts facture" of my ankle,and, much to the chagrin of the Sgt Major,was excused all duties for about two months.
Dennis Wheatley was a very popular author amongst us Squaddies, we used to have Dennis Wheatley breakfasts etc.
I was lay on my bed in the early hours of the morning reading The Haunting of Toby Judd. I, being a Cpl had my own room.
Being excused all duties and unable to do much exercise because of my ankle sleep did not come easily.
When in a particular scary part (The Spider was clawing at the window),the door of my room suddenly opened of its own volition.
I slung the book at the door and literally sprang at the door,bad ankle or no bad ankle.
It was wonderful; Thank you Dennis.