Was walking home through the the vines with my family after the Dickens festival. It was busy but as I looked to my right, I saw a tall, dark hooded figure with hands folded, dressed in a historically accurate monks clothing. I turned away for a moment then looked back only to find the figure had vanished entirely. I told my Mum about this several years later & she said that a monk haunted her home as a child. Her home was at the end the vines path.
Submitted by Holly