Is the ghost in room 1313 of the Tudor wing of the Oatlands Park hotel in Weybridge, going to play a part in Wales' ongoing quest to lift the much coveted Webb Ellis Cup? It would seem that the "grey lady" has again made her presence felt, this time among the visiting football team. Prop Sampson Lee has revealed that flanker Dan Lydiate has been spooked by a run in he's had with the aged, roaming and moaning wraith, and the meeting has sent shock waves through the entire squad. The mighty men of Cymru have thrown themselves into an irrational state of panic, a fear much greater than than offered up by the impending clash with the indomitable Rugby Union team from the Antipodes. It's rumoured that the Welsh lads have begged, grovelled even, to management in an effort to escape the manifestation. But hotel staff have gone to considerable lengths to allay the rampant fears of the mindless rabble. A lady from the hotel's kitchen, who asked not to be named, has stated that the freaked out players are running about like headless chooks, and that hotel staff have been run off their feet supplying extra toilet paper to Warren Gatland's bunch of fraidy cats. In an effort to head off the crisis, Gareth Davies has called in the UK's most distinguished medium and erstwhile racing raconteur Sandy Azzonda, to address the problem. He's promised to drop by for a couple of minutes while competing in his latest marathon, which just so happens to pass the spot where the dear departed lady killed herself in the eighteenth century. The man has refused payment, stating that he's offering his services in the name of humanity. All he asks is that the Tudor wing be renamed the Farkle Annex. Mr. Davies is all for it, but the hotel's spokesperson has stated that as they'd had not heard of a Mr. Farkle, they'd have to politely declined the generous offer. Mr. Azzonda is said to be livid. As a visit from the celebrated psychic is no longer a certainty, Mr Davies might be well advised to take charge himself. He needs to put a positive spin on the whole affair. Mr. Lidiate and the rest of the squad have to be made to see some sense here. We all know that ghosts exist, if they didn't how could we see them? Easy peasey. These poor, retched souls are merely trapped in another dimension, all they want is love and attention. The "grey lady," a maid at the hotel, is a victim of a lost love. It would seem that she had been involved in a stand up barney with her husband to be, after which she then fled to the bell tower, just above room 1313, where she then barricaded herself off from those in heated pursuit. After much ado, the lady launched herself into the air. She didn't stay there long. That said, if Mr Davies and coach Gatland can't get this disorderly crowd masquerading as a team to pull themselves together, they won't stay long either. The Welsh must embrace the love of all things Australian. Love is the key here. Hug us in the scrums and whisper how much they admire us, and we promise not to make it too painful when the pitched battle begins. Stand strong my Gaelic friends and take your whipping like the men we know you to be. Remember Rorke's Drift.
It’s a classic episode, Cyc, and one that gets repeated over here on ITV3 at least once a month! Also, the Vicar called in to exorcise ‘The Grey Lady’ bears an uncanny resemblance to the forum’s favourite trainer!
My nickname among many of my friends is Rigsby, I have this habit of standing with my hands on my hips!
