It was a dark night in the cemetery..

..and Eric had, unwisely, elected to take a short cut. The leaves rustled in the trees, the shadows appeared to move around him, and then.. and then.. tap, tap, tap. Eric started to walk faster but the tapping was only getting louder. Eric grew scared, really scared, until he rounded a big old gravestone and saw a man tapping away at the front of the stone. Trying to hide his relief, Eric said, “You’re up late on a cold windy night!” “Yes”, said the man. “You always work this late?” said Eric. “Not normally”, replied the man, “But the bastards spelt my name wrong!”

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