It’s not really that spooky, but isn’t that a nicely dramatic name? I find myself wishing for a ghost to waft smokily through a wall, shush me ala Ghostbusters, then continue on. The passage is part dust, dirt, chill and echoing footsteps. Just what the State Library of Victoria building should be.
Post in the comments if you know any State Library of Victoria ghost stories, and in the lead up to the festival, during the long hours and late nights, we’ll make a pretend camp fire with cellophane (so to not disturb the smoke detectors) and hold touches under our chins, telling tales to scare one another.
Louise
Festival Administrator
8 December 2009 at 8:03 pm
It’s almost a ghost story – the creepy sign at the SLV by the Lovely Lili: http://thinkingsofalili.blogspot.com/2007/11/why-i-love-state-library.html
9 December 2009 at 11:09 pm
Don’t forget the rats. Never forget the rats. The rats must not be forgotten.
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9 December 2009 at 11:13 pm
You’re not referring to poor departed Sir Mouse-a-lot are you? He was our friend for just a little while.