The hauntings began around July time and by the beginning of November it seemed to stop. There was no more feeling that someone was in my room and I guess he had eventually moved on (to wherever we are supposed to go). At Christmas time my girlfriend and I went over to Sweden, and at a party we were invited to, the theme turned to ghost stories (Christmas and alcohol bring out the weirdest stories). I told everyone about Mr F haunting me and they all thought that story pretty cool. On the way home to my girlfriend’s parents’ home, she turned to me and said (with a white complexion), “you never told me you had a ghost in your room”! I said (smiling), “I didn’t want you to think I was mad”! She then looked at me with a look of horror and said “I saw him”! I asked what she was talking about and she said, “one night when I was staying over with you, someone touched me. When I opened my eyes your landlord was kneeling down, very close to my face and looking very, very annoyed at me”! I asked her why she hadn’t told me, she said “I didn’t want you to think I was mad!