As I've mentioned in a previous tabblo, the cottage I live in was built in the early 1800's.

Yesterday, I went up into the attic to search among the accumulated junk for an old desk lamp.  I found it, and also came across a dust-covered box full of items that had belonged to my late parents.  Among them was a book:  The Complete Plays of George Bernard Shaw. And inside the book was a folded newspaper from 1950, with a photograph of Shaw layed out on view the day after his death.   

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/George_Bernard_Shaw

Shaw did not make known his religious beliefs, but did say that:  'No memorial should be made to him that should take the form of a cross, or any other instrument of torture or symbol of blood sacrifice'.  

The link above uncovers a very interesting intellect. 

So what has this got to do with a ghost in the attic, I hear you ask:)

Nothing.  I don't really believe in ghosts.....although I've seen and experienced a couple of things in my life that I can't explain, especially as I was stone-cold sober on both occasions.

'Ghost in the Attic' just seemed a good title for a set that included the photo of a great playwright making his final public appearance, in death. 

And for anyone who thinks that this set is a bit morbid, drab, and/or too serious............ 

.....Here's a pic of the naughty but nice, artery-clogging, extremely high calorie Sunday morning breakfast I ate:) 

And a few 'rainbow' shots.   

And to finish, a picture of gorillas.  Unfortunately they are in the mist, so are hard to spot:)