My father didn't believe in ghosts yet he had an awesome tale to tell. Shortly after getting married he and my mother rented rooms in a house owned by an old lady. They rented the upstairs rooms. The lady owned a dog and it would not enter one of the ground floor back rooms. Apparently it would stand outside the room, looking in and growling.
One night my father heard what he described as a party going on from the downstairs room. He got up and went downstairs as the merriment continued. He heard the sounds of laughter and the clinking of glasses right up to the moment he entered the room and then the door mysteriously slammed shut behind him. To say that he was shocked was an understatement. He went around all the windows and they were securely shut and there was no sign of any party.
Some years later and my parents had moved on. At one time, being in the neighbourhood, they went back to visit the old lady and found a for sale sign up. They went to the estate agent and were told the old lady had died. My father asked when and it was. It turned out to be a year or so back, which surprised him as the house clearly hadn't been sold in that time and he commented on that.
"Yes," the estate agent acknowledged. "It's got a reputation as being haunted."
My father adamantly didn't believe in ghosts, but I think he was not surprised by this. Anyway, the house was in Rotherham so if anyone can elucidate then let us know.
Brrr. Our family definitely believes in ghosts but I wholeheartedly do NOT want proof of their existence and used to turn all of the lights on in the middle of the night just to go to the bathroom!ReplyDelete
Does putting the lights on help?? Hee hee.ReplyDelete