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Things That Go Bump In The Night! #3

...found her grave in the local churchyard – I think she was about 8 years old.  All very sad but it didn’t stop me being absolutely terrified every time I went to bed.  Walking along that corridor knowing there were all these dark empty rooms all around you, your imagination runs wild I can tell you!  Gavin and I had turned one of the attic rooms into a ‘den’ for us to hang out in.  We found an old table and chairs to take up there and I had an ancient typewriter which I used to type up stories on but as soon as the light started to fade we’d be out of there like a shot – once I was up there on my own and hadn’t noticed the time; realising how d...

Hickleton Hall and the Meynells #38

...eyond the grave - even the current owners can hear people whispering as they walk about the house.  If you would like to read more on this, click on the book below.     Lord Halifax's Ghost Book A collection of 'true' ghost stories collected by Lord Halifax, a Victorian English Viscount with an interest in the supernatural. Most document hauntings in the great houses of Britain, but there are interesting and eerie detours into prophetic dreams and ghostly warnings from beyond, and even an account of a vampiric cat!    Emily was one of eight children, having five brothers and two sisters, although one brother, John, died in infancy as was common in t...

Ghouls Galore! #85

...found her grave in the local churchyard next door – I think she was about 8 years old.  Perhaps she got her revenge by haunting the nursemaid who’d left her post – who knows!  It all sounded very sad of course, but it didn’t stop me being absolutely terrified every time I went to bed, especially once we’d moved our lounge and kitchen downstairs.  Spiral staircase leading to the nursery wing   The main staircase was a dog-leg style in three parts at the end of the Long Gallery near the east wing of the house where our rooms were. Try and imagine, if you will, climbing this huge staircase at night, on your own and often using a torch to save l...

Things that go bump in the night! #3

...found her grave in the local churchyard – I think she was about 8 years old.  All very sad but it didn’t stop me being absolutely terrified every time I went to bed.  Climbing the huge staircase at night on my own, often using a torch to save leaving the lights on, was no fun!  Walking along the bedroom corridor knowing there were all those dark empty rooms all around, your imagination runs wild I can tell you!  Gavin and I had turned one of the attic rooms into a ‘den’ for us to hang out in.  We found an old table and chairs to take up there and I had an ancient typewriter which I used to type up stories on but as soon as the light started to fade...

Things that go bump in the night #3

...found her grave in the local churchyard – I think she was about 8 years old.  All very sad but it didn’t stop me being absolutely terrified every time I went to bed.  Climbing the huge staircase at night on my own, often using a torch to save leaving the lights on, was no fun!  Walking along the bedroom corridor knowing there were all those dark empty rooms nearby, well, your imagination runs wild I can tell you!  Gavin and I had turned one of the attic rooms into a ‘den’ for us to hang out in.  We found an old table and chairs to take up there and I had an ancient typewriter which I used to type up stories on but as soon as the light started to fa...

Things that go bump in the night #3

...found her grave in the local churchyard – I think she was about 8 years old. All very sad but it didn’t stop me being absolutely terrified every time I went to bed. Climbing the huge staircase at night on my own, often using a torch to save leaving the lights on, was no fun! Walking along the bedroom corridor knowing there were all those dark empty rooms nearby, well, your imagination runs wild I can tell you! My brothers and I had turned one of the attic rooms into a ‘den’ for us to hang out in. We found an old table and chairs to take up there and I had an ancient typewriter which I used to type up stories on but as soon as the light started to fade w...