Another post in my Keeping Friend 3 Distracted From Those Cruel, Cruel Coursework Words series. I've tried to preset them so they continue to post one a day, even when I'm on holiday, so it'll be like I've never left my desk...

Hurrah, come one, come all: it's Haunted Mansion day!

From the moment you step out of the Florida heat into that unnaturally chilled building - there's the Dorian Gray portrait, that rots from a young man to a corpse before your very eyes, just to walk past en route to the real ride. They play the same music as always, which I can still hear, and you see the last bit of light from the door, and are lead by a icy host into the lift - "please move yourselves into the dead centre of the room" - and then the paintings start to change...

...if ever I die - and on balance, it seems likely - please bury me under a Haunted-Mansion-style gravestone, with an awful awful pun on it. I get myself into this mood every few weeks - terrifying, when you think about it. It's starting to get ridiculous. But this time, I blame Guillermo del Toro - for he has announced he is making a new movie based on the ride! Hurrah - joy, joy, joy! I've actually been intending to see the awful-Eddie-Murphy one anyway: such is my love.

Ooooh, hang on dear reader - I'm going to see if I can find my pop-up book!

[one breakfast later]

No luck. I hope it hasn't been thrown away. The Mansion obsession is a recent development, so it seems likely. In other related news - do I really need a Doombuggy clock? I may try to make one.