We made one whilst working in France. I found an excellent piece of wood and convinced the girl in the room next to me to do the design. So we went up the chateaux on our site, a winding narrow staircase full of dead bugs, enough to warrant complaints from whom who saw it, and sat in the top room. Five of us gathered, candles lit. We contacted a welsh man who had died in the 19th century. Nearly every question was answered by numbers!
I'm pretty sure one of the girls was moving the glass. I was disappointed.
I would still like to give it another go, with people I could trust. I want to be able to tell a true story that ends with something like... "it wasn't until the next day I realised the spirit was me!"
I'm pretty sure one of the girls was moving the glass. I was disappointed.
I would still like to give it another go, with people I could trust. I want to be able to tell a true story that ends with something like... "it wasn't until the next day I realised the spirit was me!"