What makes a great ghost story? – Part 14

Of chills and thrills and heart stopping shocks! Of tricks and treats and no way to retreat from the pull of a great ghost story. They bring friends together in a terrifying bond of friendship and insecurity. If you are lucky enough to experience a ghost out of the flesh you will become a legend within your own community. But be careful, because the legend is also a challenge of proof. Can your heart handle the fright or will you become one that floats among the living looking for a lost soul to collect?

If you are looking for ghostly beings or just a good story there are a few rules to follow for success.

1. Where ever you find your ghost or base your story you must remember there has to be a history of some kind. Murder, suicide, Indian burial grounds, broken hearts, ect.

2. Your ghost must have a purpose for existing. Such as warning others, looking for a soul to collect, revenge or any other such lost emotions that need to be fulfilled.

3. Your ghost must give some kind of warning it is about to appear. Something to make your bones rattle with fear. Move furniture, lights going on and off, chills in the air, crying and screams and whispers so soft no human could make them.

4. An appearance to you or someone else when there isn’t anyone else around to back up the story. Sometimes it is allow for two persons together to see one ghostly figure fade from sight. But never would a ghost appear to a group of people. They do not like large groups together, soul searching is much better when taken one at a time.

5. Finally you have a close escape from the spirit trying to harvest your soul. With a twist of fate or whispered advise from another spirit you are saved by only moments. But the last words you hear are a warning of return for another soul in the dark.

Remember to always tell your story in the dark of night, somewhere lonely where others do not go. Leave your listeners waiting for their own soul to feel the reapers revenge without hope of escape like you had.

Do you believe in miracles? – Part 1

When most people talk about miracles, they’re most likely speaking about an event that came from a supernatural or divine source: a chance encounter with somebody who saves the storyteller from a bad situation, an apparition of a religious figure like the Virgin Mary or Christ appearing to a large group of people, inanimate objects coming to life’ and displaying odd behavior, etc.

Personally, I don’t believe in miracles. There may well be a supernatural force behind some of these occurrences but, at the same time, there are too many alternate explanations to give much credence to any religious experience I’ve heard of so far. And some of these explanations may be just as far-fetched to some as a divine experience is to me.

Take the case of somebody who gets involved in a car crash. A mysterious person appears at their side, pulls them from the wrecked vehicle, and disappears mysteriously. After ruling out a really crafty human, the first conclusion some people arrive at is that it was an angel was sent from Heaven to save them. But, who’s to say that it wasn’t a time traveler from the future? A distant descendant curious about their great-great-great grandfather and toying with timelines? Sure, it sounds ridiculous to most people but, within the realm of science, time travel could be a possibility. And what about alien intervention? Though I personally think they’re unlikely to interfere (if they even exist), it’s possible that more technologically advanced life forms from other planets could cloak themselves in the form of a human and perform the above task.

Also, though it wouldn’t apply to the above scenario, extra sensory perception (ESP) and telekinesis (the ability to move objects with the mind) may have origins in portions of the brain that haven’t been discovered by the average citizen or science yet.

And, of course, there are the more down-to-earth explanations as well. Experiences that happen to a single person could be the result of a hallucination. Drugs, mental illness, sleep deprivation, and physical illnesses can all cause people to see and hear things that aren’t there.

Also, a lot of people desperately want to believe in things outside of their everyday experiences. There’s also quite a few other individuals and organizations who realize that they can profit from the first group or who just find it amusing to deceive others. Trickery and deception can be easily used against the first group who often don’t thoroughly investigate the scenario. People who are less technologically savvy may not realize that an apparition they saw was simply an image displayed by a cleverly placed camera.

This sort of deception isn’t necessarily even caused by humans either. Natural phenomena that hasn’t yet been discovered by science may have played a part in many of these events.

Miracles could very well be the work of a god or gods or supernatural entities but, personally, I think it’s wiser to rule out causes from the physical plane before looking to a spiritual one for answers.

Great movies about haunted houses – Part 10

I love horror films so many movies have given me and the wife so much pleasure scaring the bejeezus out of us. Some of my favorites include (WARNING: SPOILERS!):

“Burnt Offerings”: A man, his wife, his son, and his aunt move into a beautiful house that they pick up for a total steal. The house has only one occupant that stays on the top floor and the wife takes it upon herself to take care of her. Over time the wife starts to act a little weird and the aunt gets sick and starts dying. After the aunt dies parts of the house actually rebuild themselves. The husband finally gets sick of the weirdness and decides to move out. The wife goes to say goodbye to the old lady upstairs (whose always tending to her picture collection) and is gone for a while. The husband goes upstairs to look for his wife and finds an old lady up there. He asks if his wife is around and the old lady turns around and it turns out she’s the wife! The son is outside waiting still and all of a sudden his dad flies out the window and crashes into the car. Then, the chimney collapses on top of the kid. The next scene shows a new family moving into the house and they pan upstairs to the photo collection and among the dozens of pictures are the aunt, the husband, and the son. Creepy.

“The Shining” (Stanley Kubrick version) Nothing says scary more than Jack Nicholson – however, he was still able to do some real acting in this film. A man, his wife, and son (I sense a pattern here) move into a hotel to watch over it for the winter as the man tries to write his next novel. Weird things start happening and the kid starts to see creepy things all over the hotel. The father slowly starts to lose his mind and starts to see ghosts telling him that he’s been in the hotel since it was built. One of the ghosts tells him that he needs to kill his wife and son and the father grabs an axe and tries to hunt and kill his family. This leads to a chase through a large hedge maze and the mother and son are able to escape and the father freezes to death in the middle of the maze. The final image of the movie is an old picture of a party at the hotel and the father is in the middle of all of the revelers.

“The Ammityville Horror” (original version) considered a staple among haunted house films (but not the sequels!). A young family move into a beautiful house that had been on the market ever since the last owner went on a killing spree taking out his whole family. There were rumors that the guy had been possessed,

The supernatural and its importance to evangelism – Part 1

I never really liked the term, supernatural. God is a Spirit, and his miraculous works have always been from his Spirit, not natural or supernatural. I do believe that the mighty miracles are occurring everyday. We don’t get to see or experience many of them because the Televangelists are promoting a prosperity doctrine.

There used to be droves of people that would line up for healing. I believe that it still happens but we won’t see it on T.V. God is not afraid to display his awesome power, and I think that it is needed in the Church today. The power that I hear about on T.V. from many of the televangelists is financial.

It would be a pleasure to see and even be a part of a ministry that is characterized by the unexpected wonderful power of God by way of the manifestation of signs and wonders.

Tween Demon ‘Spa Day’ Birthday Idea – Your Twelve Year Old Daughter Will Love It!

Ahh, the tween years. Has it really been 12 years since the little bundle came home from the hospital? New parents think that if they can only make it through potty training and toddler separation anxiety, the rest will be a piece of cake. As a parent who has lived to tell the tale a few times over, I’m here to tell ya, ‘It Ain’t So.’

You think you had it bad when little Susie cut her bangs into some crazy porcupine looking do at the sweet age of 3? Just wait until same darling Susie hits the ripe old age of 12 and begins entering adolescence and starts watching MTV. Overnight your little sweet heart will grow horns and objects will begin moving around your house on their own. Yes, your precious daughter will be possessed by the Tween Demon.

What does all of the above nonsense have to do with your soon-to-be-possessed 12 year old daughter’s birthday party planning? Nothing much really, other than the fact that said demon child will also no longer think that anything you do or suggest or think or wear is a good idea, and will constantly roll her mean little eyes at you to make sure you’re aware of your short-comings. In other words Mom or Dad, don’t bother trying to plan a nice birthday for your kid that involves Barbies, animals, cartoon characters, Princesses or anything else made by Disney, except for perhaps Hillary Duff, but she’s another story now that she’s all grown up, and in my lowly opinion, part of the problem. But don’t quote me.

Now you’re sitting there wondering ‘What in the world am I going to do?’, ‘This bitter woman has scared the heck out of me!’, ‘Will Susie really become a monster overnight?’ Fortunately my friend the answer is ‘maybe.’ So better grin and prepare for the worst just to be safe. On to devising a plan for your daughter’s birthday that will perhaps grant you a minute or two of ‘coolness’ in your child’s eyes, and maybe even warrant an actual smile from her eye-rolling face and ‘oh my god mom’ chanting mouth.

I have an idea. Now this may sound sneaky and a little underhanded, but you could always make up some kind of ‘flyer’ on your computer and anonymously mail it to your kid. She’ll love getting her own mail, and if she takes the bait, she’ll think the birthday party idea was her own. On this little bit of creative advertising you could place info about the perfect birthday party idea for girls ages 10-12.

Something that my now 14 year old daughter fell madly in love with at around age 12 are bath and body products. Showers went on, and still do, forever, causing many uncomfortable moments for the males in the house who weren’t wearing diapers at the time (one bathroom…) She couldn’t get enough of the stuff, and wanted to be taken to the mall to the ‘Bath and Body’ store every weekend. My own facial and spa products began to disappear as the Tween Demon consumed everything that involved baths and masks. I’ll never forget the slumber party where a table of demons sat around with pore strips on their noses, in total awe of their extreme coolness.

Are you following where I’m going with this devious plan to outsmart the Tween Demon? On your flyer you will place all of the products and ideas needed to plan a wonderful ‘Spa Day’ Birthday party, just perfect for 12 year old girls. She’ll go nuts for it and will call her friends to get the plans started.

Now of course there are exceptions to the rule, and not every 12 year old girl will go for the idea of pampering and manicures, but you should know your own kid well enough to determine if ‘Spa Day’ is the theme to use. If not, choose a theme that goes along with the stuff hanging up on her bedroom walls. But let her think it’s her own idea, and then applaud her for her creativity and provide what she needs for a perfect Tween Demon birthday party.

Remember to stay out of the way, but close enough to show you’re supporting her and still around. TD’s are very much like TT’s aka: Terrible Twos, adamantly determined to proclaim their independence, but yet will still look over their shoulder every now and then to make sure you’re there. Have fun with your Demon. They grown up too fast. To find some fun and easy home-made spa recipes girls will love to make at their party, visit Natural You Mineral Makeup.com.

Ghost Story – Investigating The Old Agnews Hospital

Unsuspecting commuters and distant travelers pass by a neglected old Lafayette Street landmark, not realizing that within its massive exterior dwells something from the other side of reality…something that makes one’s skin tingle and envelopes one’s body creating labored breathing and sweaty pores.

Just the sight of this immense structure during daylight will evoke a feeling of apprehension and viewing this structure after sundown will evoke a much stronger apprehension. The whole area looks dilapidated and in disarray. The paint is peeling and flaking off its walls, windows are boarded up, withered vegetation clings to rough edges around the structure as if in a death grip.We were introduced to the property’s caretaker. He and his wife speak of mysterious happenings in and around this old structure after sundown. The caretaker points to the bushes outside this old convalescent hospital, stating that they will react strangely as people pass by. The wife is in fear for her baby, and because of this she says she keeps a loaded gun near her at all times.No one has spent the night inside this old structure since it closed down almost five years ago.We decided to investigate this old convalescent home and attempt to determine if there really was anything going on that would cause such fear in people.We arrived at the old hospital a little after 6 p.m. and met with a handful of workers who were taking some of the fixtures out. The building was destined to be demolished in about two weeks. The workers continued working until 8 p.m.

During the time that they are still there, we wandered throughout the dusty hallways and climbed up and down the creaky stairs to get a feel for where everything was and became familiar with the floor plan. When the sun went down, there would be no lights and someone could trip over something or worse, get lost in the maze of rooms there are in this building. Even in daylight, this building has an unusual way of making you feel on edge. It is almost too much for me as I walk slowly past the open doorways to the rooms in the convalescent hospital.I tried to imagine what it must have been like when old people walked these halls or were taken to the various areas of the hospital. We walked into a bathroom and I noticed that the tubs are now caked with dirt and dust from years of neglect. Dirty stains encircle the tubs and toilets and the mirrors are fogged.We all feel pretty safe with our flashlights and equipment and the workers not too far away. Sounds of drills and saws fill the air but soon they ceased. The workers left and we were alone in this building.Slowly we made our way back to the front of the building and took a look up the stairs one last time before the workers were all gone for good.

The workers leave and wish us luck. Someone tells us that no one has ever been able to stay in this building for a few hours let alone overnight. We tell them we were here to investigate and why. Why is it that no one can stay here? We wanted to find out why things were happening in this building. We might not get another chance.

We decided to start on the first floor and work our way up to the third floor. We decided to stay together. Even though we had walkie-talkies and everyone was buddied with another, we decided it would be safer to be together. We were unsure about the stability of the floors or the building.The sun had gone down but faint light filtered through the windows. The rooms were getting dimmer and dimmer until it got totally dark. Although there were streetlights and the safety of the street was not far away, I felt very apprehensive at that point.

We started to make our way through the first floor. There were boxes and barrels and construction equipment all over the floor and we had to watch our step as we made our way through room after room. If not for our footsteps on the floor and an occasional clicking of cameras or changing of tapes, the whole building would have been deathly quiet. We reached the end of the first floor. We had taken a lot of readings and a lot of pictures for documentation. By my watch it was 10 p.m. We started to make our way to the second floor. We began to settle in to our tasks and joked a bit. In the middle of a joke, someone said to no one in particular – do you hear that? We stopped in our tracks about halfway up the stairs. Suddenly, arms go up and recorders are turned on. We wait breathlessly. There it is again. It is faint, but audible. So faint though, I don’t think our recorders can pick it up. A lady is calling someone. The voice, small, yet quiet…young sounding. “Come here”. Pause. “Come here”. Four out of five in our group heard it. It was coming from above us. Don’t know where. Don’t know from whom. We had not yet reached the landing of the second floor. A member of our group stopped suddenly. He was feeling a tingling moving slowly up his legs. We stopped and waited to see what would happen. Suddenly, there were clicking sounds. The type of clicking sounds that happen when someone would “flick their Bic”. They happened in no regular pattern…3, 4, 5, 6 times. They stopped and then another voice…faint, strained — “nurse”. Pause. “Nurse”. An old man calling out, his voice strained as though he could barely talk. We all were standing still, motionless. Our eyes were all fixed on the landing in the darkness ahead of us. These sounds were coming from up there, apparently from outside a room or in the darkened hallway. They had an echo quality to them.Then they were gone. As soon as the sounds came, they were gone and then dead silence. We were definitely aware of everything going on around us. Our senses were extremely heightened. We waited for what seemed like hours. It was probably only about 15 minutes. We all decided to go on. We got to the second story landing and looked to the left down the long hall…nothing – and to the right and there is nothing. Nothing moving, nobody breathing and darkness for as far as the eyes could see. We heard sounds, which we attributed to the building.
We opted for the left side first. We walked halfway down the hall and heard a few noises, we all stopped dead in our tracks. It was nothing. The creaks and groans of an old building. We walked all the way to the end without anything further happening.We just started to make our way down the right side of the hallway. This floor had to have about 28 rooms on this floor, 14 to the left and 14 to the right. All the rooms were various sizes from small patient rooms to larger, perhaps office-type rooms. Some had bathrooms, some didn’t. As we approached what was maybe the third room on this right side of the hallway, one investigator went into a room and immediately came back out and told us of a cold spot. We had two more people go in with him and the rest stayed in the hall. In this area, the hair on the back of my neck stood up, the girl next to me told me she was getting really cold and then we looked across the hall to see and hear the remnants of a door slam shut. The people in the room came out quickly and asked what that was. We told them the door behind us just slammed shut. They said it was really cold in that room and that they felt like they were being watched. We switched places with them and indeed the room was cold, very cold. We all took readings and pictures and video. After a few more minutes of waiting we decided that since there was nothing further in the hall or in that room we would continue on. We completed that floor and ascended to the third floor. There was nothing up there. It was as quiet as the first floor. There was just a bunch of old rooms with boxes and papers and dirt all around. We decided to make our way down to the first floor.As we passed through the second floor, two people decided to detour into the cold room we were in earlier and discovered it was no longer cold. The door that had slammed shut earlier was now open again. As we descended the second floor, one person told us to stop and we did. You could tell she was straining to hear something, even turning her head toward whatever she was listening to. The rest of us didn’t hear anything. She said she couldn’t make out what it was but she heard a faint voice.We all went home that night knowing that this was the last time we would be able to go through this old convalescent hospital because in two weeks the building would be gone for good. They were going to put up a Sun Microsystems campus on that very spot. We wondered what would become of the people left behind…the old man calling out for his nurse, the woman calling out for someone to ‘come here’ and the other things that were happening on that floor. We checked and double-checked our readings, pictures and video from that evening. We did catch pictures of orbs and although we feel we did catch EVP from one room that night, it is very, very difficult to hear. Our thoughts still wander to that night and wonder if those people are now wandering the halls of Sun Microsystems. We felt that this was one of those places that we would have loved to go into again and to research it differently. We feel very lucky to have had that opportunity and one day we will contact Sun Microsystems and see what is happening on the second floor these days.

About the Author

Gloria Young has been a ghost hunter and paranormal investigator for over 10 years. She has dedicated her life to researching paranormal activity. She has written, “Faces of a Ghost Hunter” as well as three other books. She founded the paranormal research group, “Ghost Trackers”. She has co-produced two documentaries on ghost hunting. (www.ghost-trackers.org)

Christian magic beyond summoning angels

Summoning and calling celestial beings is only the beginning of celestial magic. When you are beyond dealing with them on a me-vs-them level, and feel comfortable speaking to them as friends, then you are ready for more practical celestial magic. This is where your spell-casting “catches up” with witches, wizards, sorcerers, and others who begin by manipulating energy.

By this point, you’ve probably found that you have an easier time working with one or two kinds of celestials. You’ve become aware of their energy, and are familiar with the different energies carried by different celestials. This energy is the foundation of more advanced celestial magic.

If you plan on reaching this level, you will need to find which type of celestial you are most comfortable working with. You can make some forays into celestial energy work without choosing a primary type, but you will find it difficult to progress very far. This is a time for religious soul-searching as well. Quite honestly, you can pursue this style of magic from virtually any religion. Christianity, Judaism, Islam, and Hinduism are all religions that are well-suited to celestial magic. Some religions, like Wicca and most neopaganism, have so much magic that is not religious in them that it might be hard to reconcile with this path.

This is the point of departure. This is where you need to find God and commit yourself to him, her, it, or them. Advanced celestial magic is as much a religious as a magical experience.

Once you’ve made such a commitment, you’ll begin to see the effects of the relationship. This is similar to being a priest or priestess, because you’re giving yourself to this deity alone.

True Faith is a name borrowed from White Wolf Publishing, of all places, but it’s appropriate. This phrase describes a phenomenon experienced by many celestial practitioners, wherein the energy of their deity simply negates spells thrown at them. Unless a practitioner chooses to let a spell hit her, there’s very little chance it will. Small spells tend to simply dissipate, while larger spells may backfire on the caster, especially if they were of malicious intent.

Blessing is not limited to priests, by any means. This is a way of transferring True Faith to an object or person which doesn’t naturally have it. Despite the usual connotations of the name, blessing is not limited to “good” celestial mages. Those who work with demons can also bestow unholy blessings onto items and people. These are commonly called curses, but a curse is actually a different type of spell. (Curses are intended to cause harm, whereas an unholy blessing is still a blessing, just using demonic energy.)

Exorcism is also an option for non-demonic practitioners. Casting out demons is actually quite easy when you’re used to working with celestial energies. Working with high-level angels allows you to force invading spirits out of a body with the use of celestial energy. I’ve not seen an exorcism where angels are thrown out by high-level demons, so I don’t know if it’s fundamentally possible or not. In practice, I’d guess this might be possible if the “possessed” has a long history of working with demons.

Channeling is allowing spirits to speak through you and use your body. While in its simplest form, it is a kind of possession, the art of channeling is actually much more than that. It is a kind of symbiosis between the mage and the celestial. To channel, the practitioner invites the spirit of choice to come into them and speak through them. The practitioner has a limited control in the body

Facts about angels

FACTS ABOUT ANGELS.

If you read the account of the Ascension of Jesus from the same name Ascension Mount, or Mount of Olives, in Jerusalem you will find an account in Acts. Chapter 1.verses 10 & 11. of angels. It states, and the author is presumed to be Luke, that two men in white appeared to the bewildered disciples who had just seen Jesus taken up into a cloud. They told the disciples not fear for this same way that Jesus was going would be the way that he would come back. There are other references to men in white suddenly appearing and calming anxiety. In Numbers, Balaam’s donkey sees an angel who actually stands in front of Balaam and makes the donkey talk and rebuke him. This angel appeared with a sword in his hand. It is stated that Michael, the archangel, is the leader of God’s armies. There is Gabriel and Uriel and Raphael the other arch angels or senior angels in Heaven. There is another instance where two men in white appear before Lot warning him of the imminent destruction of Sodom and Gomorrah. Do not look back they warn, yet we all know the story of Lot’s wife who did. Many references are made to male angels for these men in white were merely emissaries from another dimension where God resides with a family of wife and children. Maybe as the society was male orientated, they only saw men. To put it in a contemporary context, if these people landed today (and they have) they would be termed aliens. George Adamski’s experience in the desert where he met a tall stranger in a white body suit with blond hair and blue eyes and there are others. Why my wife has even met them.

Lets divide the word up and make some sense of it:

A……..Anything is possible if you believe and especially if you have a healthy respect for the supernatural. Always believe in angels for there is a guardian angel watching over you.

N……..No doubt there are angels and even though today, as opposed to Bible times, they are depicted as female, this is good for it supports the idea that God is not living by Himself in a lonely male domain of His own company. He is in fact part of a family as we know it and can send men and women and even children as his messengers from Heaven. He sent one to me in the form of my wife.

G……..God is the protector of angels. In fact they are all members of his family.

E………Everybody has the right to believe in angels. Some of our oldest societies, like the Australian aborigines, have seen them and drawn them in Western

Testimonies: Learning to play violin as a child

No one can play the violin without signing a pact with the devil. I learned that when I was seven.

I don’t know what evil Mr. Dix, my violin instructor, had done to earn the task of teaching me the instrument. I like to think he had played first violin with a great orchestra and lost his job for putting too much rosin on his bow strings at a time the management was cutting expenses and that he had fallen in love with a young woman while hitch-hiking on his way to find a job in Cincinnati and so remained in our city.

Whatever wrong he had done, he looked like he needed a meal and his frayed collar and sleeve ends showed that he needed a new shirt. Unfortunately, he was also a serious lover of music.

Pianists only have to hit the correct a key to get the right note. No one can play the violin without signing a pact with the devil.

It defies the laws of physics for a human to press his finger on a taut string in exactly the right place two times in a row while holding a hollow wooden box with his chin and, with his other hand, drawing part of a horse’s tail across the string. Not only that, but the string on which the tail is being rubbed must be the right one out of four possible choices. If that isn’t difficult enough, consider this: the bow must not touch the other strings. It cannot be done by a human. It requires the aid of supernatural power, whether from the devil, or from God.

Catholic school kids were compelled to ask a lot of God, mostly through the Virgin Mother and enough saints to triple the population density of California, a place which is not their natural habitat. The nuns told us of angels who came down from heaven and helped boys and girls who prayed for help with their homework – some even did some of the work for them. I prayed for help a lot. Why study or practice when you can get an angel to do it for you?

I was too scared of authority to pray to God directly to help me find E flat, or to send down one of His angels who could do it. You didn’t want to upset someone who could send you directly to hell with trivial matters. I prayed to the fourteen saints or so who had the reputation of being the top agents, the ones who could bypass all the secretaries and personal assistants and get though to God at his private, unlisted number.

Not even St. Jude, the patron of the impossible, could help. What came out of my violin sounded like a cat with its tail caught under a rocker.

Experiences with ghosts – Part 8

The Falstaff lane “Phantom” is at it again as yet another unsuspecting motorist ploughs straight through this ghostly phenomenon late on Monday evening.

Michael Barrett, of Great Yarmouth, said he was taken by complete surprise as the figure of a crouching elderly man with a walking stick “appeared out of the blue”.

“One minute the road ahead was clear, and the next, I was driving straight through this old bloke who suddenly appeared in the middle of the road.”

A local police spokesman said that the ghoul materialised on average once a year. In fact, the story gained credibility in December 2004 when two police officers experienced this spiritual collision. Both officers were adamant, that the “old Boy was as real as you and me”, as they braced themselves for the impact.

But of course there was no shattering of glass. There was no sickening thud as the aging body slammed into the windscreen. There was just silence. Apparently, ghosts do not have an earthly body, just a visual presence with no substance as I have been reliably informed.

Strangely enough, all the witnesses to this bizarre event are in complete unison with their versions of the final moments of the apparition. The last image they have of the encounter is that of the old man turning towards them and smiling. Not a smile of recognition, but one of resignation.

Several theories have been put forward during the last twenty years or so since the elderly ghost made his first recorded appearance in Falstaff Lane. Experts do agree; however, that his dress is consistent with that of a prosperous late-eighteenth century

landowner.” The peasants of the day would have been unable to afford clothes of such quality”, said Dr. Brian Gilmore of the University of East Anglia.

Local mediums have in the past, failed in their nocturnal attempts to make contact with the apparition by holding sances near to the spot where the ghostly presence materialises. In recent years, Falstaff Lane has become quite a “Hot Spot” for both professional ghost hunters and amateur enthusiasts of spiritual matters.

With at least three “Blogs” currently attracting a great deal of interest on the internet, perhaps the information superhighway is the best place for this type of story and should be renamed “the supernatural highway”.

Whatever your opinions and beliefs on things that go bump in the night, with this diversity of witnesses, we would be wise to keep an open mind.

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