I'm very sensible, I've been working in the NHS and the local men's prison for 30 years and had no interest in ghosts and ghoulies, until we moved to this house anyway.
I kept making excuses for the strange carry on. I was once shoved down the stairs when I was the only one in the house and the computer kept switching itself on and off despite the fact all the electrics were brand new.
One night I thought I heard someone whispering to me as I lay in bed and then there was the night we were woken by a loud bang in the loft and went up there (yes in the middle of the night) to find the light on inexplicably.
After a few months of this we got a local psychic in and have seen or heard nothing since.
I don't believe in God or ghosts, I'm an atheist so I have no idea what that was all about - maybe the stress of moving affected our minds and we made these things happen. It's possible the brain is more powerful than we previously thought who knows but it was not fun while it lasted.
There were ghosts or mixes up of time or whatever in the old farmhouse we moved to when I was 11. My mother, my sister, my friend and my niece all heard or saw a young woman and/or an older woman. When I saw the young one when I was 17, I called her thinking she was my sister, she had long brown hair, she sort of faded away. I had come back from the town with my boyfriend and she was in the porch, he saw her too.
Dordogne and Norfolk. Clay in Dordogne, sandy in Norfolk.
When we first moved into our house( 33yrs ago) we had some strange happinings, the big brass door bell which hung on the wall near the pantry rang....and it was not connected to anything, a couple of jars of homemade jam vanished from the pantry and every so often I could smell the whiff of cigar and pipe tobbaco and floral perfume.The house has since had alot done to it,a huge extension added that has more than doubled its size and total gutting of the original part and since then we have not heard or smelt anything strange ( hope I'm not tempting fate here!)
BLT. I was practically brought up on a Loch Awe. A bit further up at Sonachen.
it is a deeply historic part of the world and I had many experiences I felt were quite normal at the time but now realise were not. Nearly all my earliest gardening memories are from The House. I still love to go back as often as I can.
Weeds are flowers, too, once you get to know them.” A A Milne
Agreed Hostafan - not wanting to venture too far into theology as it can begin to question people's core beliefs. That said, a person claiming to see a UFO would probably be ridiculed and yet another claiming to believe in an invisible sky fairy who knows all our secrets, would be respected as having 'faith'
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I kept making excuses for the strange carry on. I was once shoved down the stairs when I was the only one in the house and the computer kept switching itself on and off despite the fact all the electrics were brand new.
One night I thought I heard someone whispering to me as I lay in bed and then there was the night we were woken by a loud bang in the loft and went up there (yes in the middle of the night) to find the light on inexplicably.
After a few months of this we got a local psychic in and have seen or heard nothing since.
I don't believe in God or ghosts, I'm an atheist so I have no idea what that was all about - maybe the stress of moving affected our minds and we made these things happen. It's possible the brain is more powerful than we previously thought who knows but it was not fun while it lasted.
If you don't believe in God or ghosts, why did you get a psychic in?
Last resort perhaps?
There were ghosts or mixes up of time or whatever in the old farmhouse we moved to when I was 11. My mother, my sister, my friend and my niece all heard or saw a young woman and/or an older woman. When I saw the young one when I was 17, I called her thinking she was my sister, she had long brown hair, she sort of faded away. I had come back from the town with my boyfriend and she was in the porch, he saw her too.
I'm hardly going to call the police am I
When I say I don't believe in God it's because I have no evidence of a supreme supernatural being.
If God appeared to me in a burning bush or whatever I'd believe, I'm open minded but I don't believe without any evidence of some kind.
When we first moved into our house( 33yrs ago) we had some strange happinings, the big brass door bell which hung on the wall near the pantry rang....and it was not connected to anything, a couple of jars of homemade jam vanished from the pantry and every so often I could smell the whiff of cigar and pipe tobbaco and floral perfume.The house has since had alot done to it,a huge extension added that has more than doubled its size and total gutting of the original part and since then we have not heard or smelt anything strange ( hope I'm not tempting fate here!)
BLT. I was practically brought up on a Loch Awe. A bit further up at Sonachen.
it is a deeply historic part of the world and I had many experiences I felt were quite normal at the time but now realise were not. Nearly all my earliest gardening memories are from The House. I still love to go back as often as I can.
A A Milne
if anyone can give concrete , scientifically provable evidence of the existence of any "god". I'd be pleased to look at it
Agreed Hostafan - not wanting to venture too far into theology as it can begin to question people's core beliefs. That said, a person claiming to see a UFO would probably be ridiculed and yet another claiming to believe in an invisible sky fairy who knows all our secrets, would be respected as having 'faith'
As long as we are all agreed that Santa exists then we don't have to fall out!
Ooh yes Wonky, Santa definitely exists