Where do ghosts go when they retire?
Picture a quiet Elizabethan House with a Georgian façade in the country? A well-kept home where the dead no longer have to haunt graveyards, crumbling ruins, desolate highways, and other lonely places. Where death does not mean spending eternity in cold dank cellars, empty moors and reeking bogs.
Imagine instead, a cosy armchair, a warm fire, and a glass of fine port. Better still, imagine a glass filled with home-brewed Irish whisky.
Here you will find tales filled with humour and pathos; A Shipwrecked Sea Captain, a Hanged Highwayman, a Poisoned Cook, a Drowned House Maid, a Poltergeist Florist, a Love-Struck Doctor, a Second-Rate Actor, a Penitent Land Agent, and a Demonic Scotsman. Not forgetting accounts of Travelling People, Incompetent Thieves, and an outing to an Old Castle.
And who has the task of looking after these deceased waifs and strays? Why, none other than The Wonderful Mrs Bains.
