Mr Nobody

I swear there's a ghost at our house. Our internet connection is regularly down for short periods of time despite the fact that Sky reassures me that we are very close to the base (I forget what the technical jargon for that is), and the heat and water also turn themselves off requiring resetting quite freqently too. It's rather annoying when you're in the middle of a shower and the water goes from hot to cold in a matter of one second. Then there's the phone that sometimes has a clear connection during calls to Canada, and other times there's a frightful buzzing static that makes it very difficult to hear the other party. Or worse, you get an echo of your own voice back to you about one second after everything you say.

When I was in Gr. 3, the Ontario correspondence course my mom and I were using had a textbook that included a poem about "Mr Nobody" who makes all the messes and does all the damage in the house. Our family got great mileage out of the poem at the time and still refer to it occasionally. Therefore, I hereby christen our Park Avenue ghost "Mr Nobody."