Mike’s Tale

The lads were swapping tales of their scariest experiences.

Mike’s turn came.

“ Just before Xmas 1979. Old multi-storey in town. I should’ve just peed behind my Cortina or in the stairwell but saw the bogs were open. I was just washing my hands. I turned to see this walking gargoyle in a Santa hat. Then the blade in his right hand. He gestured towards the cubicle. I grabbed his right arm and dragged him to the door. He fell. I ran back to the Lion. I drank till yous were ready to leave with me this time “