Oooh, this has to be my dad
When my dad died, things went on in our house. Namely, the clocks stopped. At the time he died. Every night.

Clocks, fair enough, could have been somebody playing tricks, but the watches on our wrists would stop for ten minutes, too! It scared us shitless.

This was 16 years ago, so it's not some big witchcraft with digital watches.

It was only when my mum shouted (apparently) 'Stuart, I love you, but if you don't stop, I'm gonna move!'.

Spooky, but true.
( Methylene Blue - electrohead, Thu 3 Jul 2008, 23:48, Reply)