Each night I go to sleep and I would feel like I'd be stuck in this lucid dream.

Once I started to drift off, I would always see a shadow of a man with a flat cap,

standing either at my door or at the end of my bed.

I used to always think that this was a nightmare and I used to always wake up, screaming.

I was ready to jump up and shout at her until my eyes focused

and something in my sister's bed.

It was her.

My sister was sound asleep in her bed

while I still felt tap on the shoulder.

It was in the early hours of the morning.

I was awoken by this lady, stood at the bother of my bed.

And then she sat on the corner, stroked my hair and said,

It's okay, Ian, you can go back to sleep.

Yeah. Sleep. Welcome to your bonus episode on Friday. To celebrate.

It's Jonathan Ross's haunted homecoming on really.

Yeah. They have sponsored this bonus episode for your loki-tockies.

You're lucky, lucky-ducky.

Lucky.

Lucky.

You such lucky-ducky.

The people of Britain loved their ice baths.

They bought loads of them.

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