I have three daughters. As children, I used to tell them bedtime stories, which I made up as I went along. They included tales about fairies, dragons, or things that go bump in the night.
At one time I was a teacher and used to take some of my pupils camping. The highlight of an evening would be to sit around a campfire. Here I would tell them more off-the-cuff stories about ghosts or headless mail coachmen being chased by highwaymen …