Last year I saw Derek Acorah's book 'Haunted' in a bargain bin.
Well, I say 'bargain' bin, it was a staggering 50p, which I think we can all agree, is too much.
But I’m a big fan of the crap autobiography. They can produce some real gems such as this moving story of redemption by cheeseburger from Jim Bowen’s ‘Right Place, Right Time’
Or pretty much everything Paul Daniels wrote in his autobiography.
So I reluctantly paid my 50p and took home what I thought would be at worst an amusing read.
For the most part I was right. The first chapter for example, offered up musings such as: "...at times I come across spirit beings who are behaving in an anti-social manner"
Honestly, spirits today!
But then a few chapters later this paragraph popped up:
"I explained to Terry that, difficult though it might be to come to terms with, it is my belief that before we enter our physical lives we choose the way in which we will live those lives. We choose the burdens we will have to carry, the things we will have to endure and also the manner of our passing"
How naive of him, I thought. He clearly hasn't considered all sorts of stuff like death in childhood, brutal murder, wrongful execution or rape.
Actually, it turned out that he had.
In the next chapter he talked to a woman whose father raped her throughout her childhood. There’s no way he could think anyone would agree to that before they were born right?
"As Nancy related this story to me I realised that unfortunately this was a case where people have to undergo certain harsh experiences in their lifetime in order to achieve soul growth. In other words, they had agreed to these experiences before they had incarnated into their physical bodies"
If his theory is true (it isn’t) but if it is (it isn’t) then it would explain why he recently refused to do a breathalyser when caught driving drunk.
This obviously was not one of the things he contractually agreed to before he was born. His hands were tied.
This is a probably a good juncture to insert the screen shot I took late one night of Mr A mistaking the ‘tweet’ function for the direct message option
Sure you haven’t Derek, sure you haven’t.
So the book went from the bargain bin, to the recycling bin and as I put it out with the paper recycling I hoped that Acorah’s book would come back as something more useful.
The same goes for Acorah, when he passes in the manner of his own choosing.