…Heading to our usual woodland track I came upon a curious site, a cluster of knitted mushrooms, beautifully arranged in the woodland at the back of our community allotments!!!
…I had turned of the lights in the gallery and was about to lock the door when I heard the nearest breathing machine start up in the far gallery. Without turning the lights back on I walked over to make sure it wasn’t stuck running overnight. By the time I had gone the 15 feet over to it, it had stopped….
..Everyone in the house had got the heebie-jeebies at some point while alone in the house, but it came to a head when…
…Goddard had also featured in one of the most famous “Ghost Photographs” taken in WW1. Goddard is present in the photo that apparently also shows one Freddie Jackson…
…Given that, the medium’s sole prop was single red bulb I have to say, this was one experience of mediumship I am still at a loss to truly explain the whys and wherefores. Everyone present, clearly witnessed this medium’s face change out of all recognition to that of the old… male’s replete with heavy dark stubble….
…Concerned that this might be someone impersonating a police officer for possibly nefarious purposes, the father decided to check up and visited the local police station. After telling the local police the full story he was somewhat surprised when their reply was one of “Oh yes, that’s old so and so ( I do not remember the name of the old copper), he’s long dead, people have been seeing him for years.
…Whilst there, they were regaled with the local tale of a “Huge Spectral Dog” that haunts the Hergest Ridge are of the borders of England and Wales….
…The tale of a postal worker being attacking by a mysterious “large cat” in the Kerseley area of Nuneaton was the talk of the school. Within a week said “cat” had garnered several more tails and the story had become evermore gruesome in its nature….
…There would be one each time, a different number and suit, just leaning against the window at floor level. I never saw a court card, mainly high number cards.
I thought that maybe a street magician had a friend on the inside who was helping with a card-thru-window trick, but it wouldn’t make sense for a large financial institution to play games inside their own building….
….We looked from the window down at the stubble in the field below. As the light framed a patch of weeds the girl began to say how she had fond memories of collecting the dry thistle-heads as a child. We both turned and looked out across the field. I was just think long of what to say, and for a split second my eyes refocused on our reflection in the window. She looked like she was screaming at full volume, her head back and her mouth stretching open, her throat was thick with the air in it and her wide eyes were focused on mine…..