So now the nights are drawing in ....

[lindyloo]

this is the thread i was hoping for! love ghost stories and old tales/ folklore

[northepaul]

I love a good ghost story!!
MR James is a good writer if you want to be spooked in the gothic way (cue:evil laugh)

[weekendwellies]

this is the thread i was hoping for! love ghost stories and old tales/ folklore

No one is offering up though

[lindyloo]

i love halloween and always use it to think about dearly departed ones, and feel close to them. my whole family are a little bit fey so there are a few tales told; my grandfather came home at dusk one summers eve after haymaking, at about 10;30 or so. he told my nan that he had just seen old ---- and had a long chat with him over the orchard gate. he had previously chatted with this man for many years, until he became ill the previous year, and so he had'nt been seen for monthes. my nan looked at my gramp, and informed him that old--- had died that afternoon. both my nan and my gramp swear this is true.

one of my own personal experiences; after an illness that we struggled with of and on for years, and which suddenly came back in a very severe way, my beloved horse had to be put down. during our years together, i had been very involved in spiritual healing, reiki, of which i am a master practitioner ( or was then) i had pyshics and healers come to visit her, and i was very involved in metapyshical matters. i have always been psychic. anyhow, being me, on the day that she left this life plane, i continued with my day as an automatum, after the deed was done, and when i finally got home i sank, numb and mindless, onto my sofa. suddenly the phone RANG and the answer machine tape cut in, and a mechanical voice said GOODBYE, and the tape disconnected. very strange indeed, since the ringer was switched off, as it always is in my house, as i rely solely on my answer machine and call people back- i never answer the phone. and at that time, the answering machine had a message recorded in my own voice! i swear to this day, and forever that it was my horses spirit, letting me know that i had done the right thing in letting her go.

and have you ever felt someone sit on your bed, when you know no-ones there??? it's happened a few times to me, and i think it is my nan.... only once have i been scared; fairly recently too; i felt the top cover being pulled ever so gently downwards. i was awake at the time and it freaked me out totally!!! ( when i say i have only once been scared, i mean only once in this house- i have had a good few experiences of the other kind!!!)

[jacob marley]

A Halloween Message

A nice little cartoon for your enjoyment enjoy jacob

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[binley100]

Oy where did my post go ..............

Looks like you've bin moved Jacob

Lol at the link ........love it

[bobleponge]

This is a recollection of a story told to me a good few years ago. The names have been changed to protect the innocent. Not Halloweeny but a ghosty story nonetheless.

Bloke is called "Horace" was courting a young lady by the name of "Gladys." Both families were from Liverpool, both of Irish Catholic descent. Horace's parents didn't allow the 2 of them to share the same bed as they werent married, whereas Glady's parents did. Guess where Horace stayed when he went home at weekends?
Out on the lager one night, back home, in bed and fell asleep. Horace wakes up, still worse for wear, but notices Gladys not lying next to him. He moved slightly and saw her sat at the end of the bed. On the far wall was a rocking chair that Horace knew to be from her recently departed Grandfather. Said chair was rocking back and forth, but was empty.
Gladys was only short, there was no way her legs could possibly have been far enough across the room to have moved it.
In the morning, Horace mentioned it, and Gladys casually replied that yes, she often had conversations with Granddad as he sat in his chair.
The two of them married later that year.
He told a couple of us this tale, about 10 am one morning, all stone cold sober, and he believed what he had seen. I spoke to him only recently, he has since divorced said lady but still holds his convictions as to what he saw.

Another one, this time mine.
My second wife is the sister of a good friend of mine, and I had met her a few times before we got together. At about the time we got together, my wife found her dad dead on the floor of his house. Very sad as you can imagine.
The funeral took place and I went back to work. We werent married at the time, she lived in the midlands and I lived darn sarf.
First weekend off I got, I went back up to see her. We were in bed, just nodding off and she said she needed to go to the loo. It was a house where the stairs were in the middle, her bedroom was to the right and the bathroom and second bedroom to the left, so she had to pass the stairs to go to the loo.
She got out of bed and walked across the top of the stairs, turned round and came back into the bedroom. Although it was dark I could sense/feel something wasnt right.
When I asked what it was, she said "my dad is at the bottom of the stairs."
As I'm typing this now I can still feel my heart pumping, as it did at the time.
She asked me to go downstairs and tell her dad that all was ok.
Clearly I got dressed first, and walked down to the bottom of the stairs, sat on the bottom step and explained that his daughter was fine, and that all would be well.

I've done a bit in my life, but I can tell you I've never ever been so scared either before or since that particular moment.

[zazen999]

Oy where did my post go ..............

Looks like you've bin moved Jacob

Lol at the link ........love it

A mere merge - just flexing the merge button [it's been a while].

5 more sleeps until Psychoville......

[binley100]

That's ok as long as you're not having problems with ticks..........