Anyone Seen A Ghost?

I have just managed to completely creep myself out. I summarised earlier in this thread how I used to live in a haunted house, all I knew was a woman had killed her three kids and committed suicide (which I found out when we moved, and explained a lot of the weirdness). Well, I was digging around online seeing if I could find out any more and came across this, which I think is talking about what happened in the house that I lived in for a year (although the estate is repeatedly and erroneously referred to as Sandy Hills instead of Sandy Hill).

What particularly gave me the chills is "There was a bad smell coming along the landing I walked to the front bedroom of the house and found the body of a female lying on her back on a double bed, the electric blanket was on and there was a stocking tied tightly around her neck."

This was the bedroom where I heard the inexplicable crying coming from! I've got goosebumps right now! :ghunt:
The link is dead Si and I'd really like to read it!
 
Excellent.

I can't imagine what you must have felt like when you found that!

I wonder if your parents knew about it when you moved in?
Difficult to not have heard something about the murders I would have thought. ?
My parents didn't know until after we moved in, when one of the new neighbours told them. They didn't tell us kids about it until the day we moved out.
 
Hi @PeteS , it's been nearly three years since you saw your ghost lady, what are your thoughts on it now, with the passing of time?
I can't add anything really to what I posted. It was strange that her appearance coincided with a traumatic time which ended immediately. I have not been able to locate any relevant info in the house deeds but in the 120 years the house has existed it seems likely that at least one elderly lady had lived or died in that room. I guess a troll through the census might reveal some info but I'm inclined to leave it all well alone along with the appearance of the large dog at the end of the bed (in a different dwelling and time). And very strangely as I woke up an hour ago my thoughts turned to this lady and the fact that I had not seen her again. Weird.
And what was the photo on the wall about?
As I posted before when others asked, it is a photo of my deceased wife and me on our wedding day. I have my doubts that she was actually looking at the photo but possibly what hung there in her lifetime and smiling as a result. (wall was re plastered so any signs of fixings long gone). I caught a glimpse of a previous moment in time is what I think happened.
 
I can't add anything really to what I posted. It was strange that her appearance coincided with a traumatic time which ended immediately. I have not been able to locate any relevant info in the house deeds but in the 120 years the house has existed it seems likely that at least one elderly lady had lived or died in that room. I guess a troll through the census might reveal some info but I'm inclined to leave it all well alone along with the appearance of the large dog at the end of the bed (in a different dwelling and time). And very strangely as I woke up an hour ago my thoughts turned to this lady and the fact that I had not seen her again. Weird.

As I posted before when others asked, it is a photo of my deceased wife and me on our wedding day. I have my doubts that she was actually looking at the photo but possibly what hung there in her lifetime and smiling as a result. (wall was re plastered so any signs of fixings long gone). I caught a glimpse of a previous moment in time is what I think happened.
Seems like the simplest answer. . . re: ["I caught a glimpse of a previous moment in time."]
 
I went out early this morning (35 minutes before sunrise!) and saw someone walk from a house about 50 feet in front of me to the cars parked in the street. I wasn't taking much notice but as I got closer there was no sign of them and none of the cars appeared occupied. I kept looking back but none of the cars were showing lights. I don't suppose it was a ghost but it seemed odd.
 
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I saw a ghost in a graveyard. A young woman suddenly appeared to two us who were looking in the same direction at the same time. She walked quickly from one tree to another. It lasted for about 5 seconds.
 
Interesting account of a translucent figure from the Truth Proof website:

"Date was sometime in 2010 - I am afraid I don’t remember the date exactly. I was working nights from my home for a national newspaper 7 days on 7 days off 8pm - 5am. I was the only person working at that time and as I worked from home sometimes I would hop onto Skype whilst working and chat to some friends. At the time we lived in a mid 19th century terraced house in West London."

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"It was around 1am and I was chatting whilst working. My desk was at the back end of the lounge and I was facing towards the front of the lounge and I could see the door into the hall from the right hand side of me, at around the 2pm position if that makes sense.

There was nobody else in the house awake at that time and the house was quiet. I was talking to two friends, glanced away from my computer briefly and through the door to the lounge I “saw” the transparent outline of a man come into the room, walking with a jaunty step. I couldn’t see him, but saw the outline of him and his clothing (working men’s short jacket, baggy trousers and a cap). I had heard no talk at that time of the “predator effect” but now when I look back to that event it is the only way I can describe what I saw. There was no mass to this figure, no colour, no features - he was like a three dimensional figure that was transparent but it was possible to make out from the outline what he was wearing. He disappeared as soon as he was three steps into the room"

https://truthproof.uk/Reports2/reprt236.html.
 
I was not really sure where to put this account of an experience my Dad and I had in 1996. It was an occasion that showed us how we can be too quick sometimes to assume that something strange we have experienced is paranormal.

Recently I have been watching steam railway related videos on YouTube with my Dad. My Dad was diagnosed with Alzheimer's last year and he rapidly loses interest with most of the stuff broadcast on TV (unsurprising really with most of the dross on there these days) but I have found that he stays focused with the railway videos.
One of the videos brought back memories of something that happened to us back in 1996.

We are both gricers (railway enthusiasts) and we used to regularly go out and photograph Steam hauled special trains on the National rail network. In February 1996 we headed out to capture one working along the Portsmouth to Guildford line. (For any fellow enthusiasts on here the steam locomotive involved was S15 828 which now resides on The Watercress Line in Hampshire).
The location we selected was in a field next to the railway but we had to walk through a small woods to get there. On the day it was a cold, frosty morning and we were the only people at the location for a while. While we were getting our cameras ready a man suddenly appeared in the field apparently from nowhere which shocked us a little as we did not hear him approaching on crisp, frosty grass.
As he got nearer we noticed he was covered in damp cobwebs with a large one going from his face to the lit cigarette in his mouth. My Dad and I looked at each other a bit bewildered as to where this man had come from. We didn't say anything about the cobwebs as we assumed he must have known they were there. We chatted with him while we waited for the Steam special to pass. After the train had passed us we turned to say goodbye to the man but he had disappeared. I said to my Dad "Where the hell did he go?" "I don't know?" he replied. A bit shaken up by his rapid exit I then said to my Dad that perhaps the guy was a ghost as he was covered in cobwebs. My Dad replied "Perhaps he was as he didn't get rid of them". After telling a few of our friends about the strange encounter we didn't think much more about it. I did wonder for a while if we had actually witnessed a talkative apparition at a haunted location. Was that the reason we were the only people at that location?

Some years later while visiting The Watercress Line we bumped into the same man. And other people could see him!
So he wasn't a ghost after all. He must have collected the cobwebs we saw on him in 1996 while walking through the woods. We later learned he was a former Steam locomotive driver based at Woking. We also saw him at many other locations up until he passed away.
One of the videos we watched recently on YouTube was about his extensive photographic collection and it brought back the memory of our first unusual encounter with him nearly thirty years ago.
 
I was not really sure where to put this account of an experience my Dad and I had in 1996. It was an occasion that showed us how we can be too quick sometimes to assume that something strange we have experienced is paranormal.

Recently I have been watching steam railway related videos on YouTube with my Dad. My Dad was diagnosed with Alzheimer's last year and he rapidly loses interest with most of the stuff broadcast on TV (unsurprising really with most of the dross on there these days) but I have found that he stays focused with the railway videos.
One of the videos brought back memories of something that happened to us back in 1996.

We are both gricers (railway enthusiasts) and we used to regularly go out and photograph Steam hauled special trains on the National rail network. In February 1996 we headed out to capture one working along the Portsmouth to Guildford line. (For any fellow enthusiasts on here the steam locomotive involved was S15 828 which now resides on The Watercress Line in Hampshire).
The location we selected was in a field next to the railway but we had to walk through a small woods to get there. On the day it was a cold, frosty morning and we were the only people at the location for a while. While we were getting our cameras ready a man suddenly appeared in the field apparently from nowhere which shocked us a little as we did not hear him approaching on crisp, frosty grass.
As he got nearer we noticed he was covered in damp cobwebs with a large one going from his face to the lit cigarette in his mouth. My Dad and I looked at each other a bit bewildered as to where this man had come from. We didn't say anything about the cobwebs as we assumed he must have known they were there. We chatted with him while we waited for the Steam special to pass. After the train had passed us we turned to say goodbye to the man but he had disappeared. I said to my Dad "Where the hell did he go?" "I don't know?" he replied. A bit shaken up by his rapid exit I then said to my Dad that perhaps the guy was a ghost as he was covered in cobwebs. My Dad replied "Perhaps he was as he didn't get rid of them". After telling a few of our friends about the strange encounter we didn't think much more about it. I did wonder for a while if we had actually witnessed a talkative apparition at a haunted location. Was that the reason we were the only people at that location?

Some years later while visiting The Watercress Line we bumped into the same man. And other people could see him!
So he wasn't a ghost after all. He must have collected the cobwebs we saw on him in 1996 while walking through the woods. We later learned he was a former Steam locomotive driver based at Woking. We also saw him at many other locations up until he passed away.
One of the videos we watched recently on YouTube was about his extensive photographic collection and it brought back the memory of our first unusual encounter with him nearly thirty years ago.

Well told, which from my perspective is not mere rhetorical garnish: you have to be in the correct mood to 'see a ghost'—receptive, if you prefer, but not in a supernatural sense. Your mood is not so much a response but a lens through which sense data is delivered pre-interpreted. If you are in the 'wrong' mood/mode, you simply do not 'see' anything ghostly, but in a receptive mood, even the (literally) mundane can be glossed with a supernatural sheen.

I'm not referring here to ghosts (alas, I've never seen one), but when I'm alone in the mountains and the dappled sunlight falls through the leaves in just the perfect way, a regular trail along a hillside can take on an almost ethereal quality.
 
I was not really sure where to put this account of an experience my Dad and I had in 1996. It was an occasion that showed us how we can be too quick sometimes to assume that something strange we have experienced is paranormal.

Recently I have been watching steam railway related videos on YouTube with my Dad. My Dad was diagnosed with Alzheimer's last year and he rapidly loses interest with most of the stuff broadcast on TV (unsurprising really with most of the dross on there these days) but I have found that he stays focused with the railway videos.
One of the videos brought back memories of something that happened to us back in 1996.

We are both gricers (railway enthusiasts) and we used to regularly go out and photograph Steam hauled special trains on the National rail network. In February 1996 we headed out to capture one working along the Portsmouth to Guildford line. (For any fellow enthusiasts on here the steam locomotive involved was S15 828 which now resides on The Watercress Line in Hampshire).
The location we selected was in a field next to the railway but we had to walk through a small woods to get there. On the day it was a cold, frosty morning and we were the only people at the location for a while. While we were getting our cameras ready a man suddenly appeared in the field apparently from nowhere which shocked us a little as we did not hear him approaching on crisp, frosty grass.
As he got nearer we noticed he was covered in damp cobwebs with a large one going from his face to the lit cigarette in his mouth. My Dad and I looked at each other a bit bewildered as to where this man had come from. We didn't say anything about the cobwebs as we assumed he must have known they were there. We chatted with him while we waited for the Steam special to pass. After the train had passed us we turned to say goodbye to the man but he had disappeared. I said to my Dad "Where the hell did he go?" "I don't know?" he replied. A bit shaken up by his rapid exit I then said to my Dad that perhaps the guy was a ghost as he was covered in cobwebs. My Dad replied "Perhaps he was as he didn't get rid of them". After telling a few of our friends about the strange encounter we didn't think much more about it. I did wonder for a while if we had actually witnessed a talkative apparition at a haunted location. Was that the reason we were the only people at that location?

Some years later while visiting The Watercress Line we bumped into the same man. And other people could see him!
So he wasn't a ghost after all. He must have collected the cobwebs we saw on him in 1996 while walking through the woods. We later learned he was a former Steam locomotive driver based at Woking. We also saw him at many other locations up until he passed away.
One of the videos we watched recently on YouTube was about his extensive photographic collection and it brought back the memory of our first unusual encounter with him nearly thirty years ago.
I absolutely love the Watercress Line, with its steam trains (especially when they run the real ale special or RAT) and the stations retained in retro style. One would think old locos and railway buildings would be very fertile ground for ghost sightings. Somewhat surprisingly though, with the exception of the rather tacky Watercress Hallowe'en special, I could not find any associated bona fide accounts of ghosts. Alton in general has a reputation for hauntings - notably the sounds of Civil War musket fire around the church yard, but, despite its charming Poirot-era appearance, Alton station's Watercress terminal disappointingly seems to be ghost-free.
 

https://www.higgypop.com/hauntings/castle-menzies/
Came across the Castle Menzies page on the webpage ~ it remined me of when we used to visit my Uncle who happens to have lived in the castle gate house along the small track from Castle Menzies.
Years later, after my Uncle and Aunt had passed away and their son had moved to Edinburgh, I chance called-in at the Castle and asked the new owner if it would be ok if I could do a bit of detecting, (metal), within the surrounding grounds of the Castle, and he said that it would be ok.

Didn't find anything though, after spending a few hours searching, but the owner came over to ask me if I could try and see if I could find anything within the Castle cellar, so obviously I said yes.
Then I saw where, and what this cellar was - fifteen feet below the old flagstones!

I had to climb down a 20ft ladder in order to reach this lower cellar floor level. This cellar was in fact back-in-the-day, known as the 'safe,' the place where they would stash all their money/valuables, etc.
All I found was a ha'penny, and a brown man's hair comb! Obviously, someone had been down there long before, it seemed that nothing had been hidden within the walls or floor either, so, I clambered back up the ladder. I carried on searching around by the back of the Castle after that, when the owner came out again and asked me if I would be able to find the whereabouts of the old main water-pipe, which apparently he thought would have come down the hill from a spring, somewhere up beyond the back of the Castle grounds.

Fortunately, I did manage to detect it's whereabouts previously quite by chance, so when I showed him where it was, he was clearly pleased to know the position for his future development needs for what he wanted to change within the Castle.

https://www.woodchestermansion.org.uk/history/

I have also explored Woodchester Mansion, and it's surrounding areas a good few times, the only odd thing that ever happened when going around with others in a small party, was at the house's back entrance, where there was placed an old heavy long iron pendulum type clock placed against the wall in the first room (I believe this was previously found within the grounds and placed there) which had started ticking (supposedly on it's own), after we had proceeded and entered into the next room. Though I've always had my suspicions that someone unseen had started it ticking as we wouldn't have been able to see them do it - being as we were in the follow-on room.

Any 'ghosts,' as such, I always felt would have come from the previous residents of the pre-Woodchester Mansion ~ from the areas of other buildings within those grounds, which are large wooded areas with evidence of large stables and kennels.

I was more interested when I explored the upper grounds above the Mansion, where there is an area near a farmhouse with which I came across many surface fossils in the fields, and overlooks an interesting, and rather unusual buckling-back eddy of ground, which looks as if it's a left-over from the ice-age.
Who knows what might have got deposited there thousands of years ago?
 
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I absolutely love the Watercress Line, with its steam trains (especially when they run the real ale special or RAT) and the stations retained in retro style. One would think old locos and railway buildings would be very fertile ground for ghost sightings. Somewhat surprisingly though, with the exception of the rather tacky Watercress Hallowe'en special, I could not find any associated bona fide accounts of ghosts. Alton in general has a reputation for hauntings - notably the sounds of Civil War musket fire around the church yard, but, despite its charming Poirot-era appearance, Alton station's Watercress terminal disappointingly seems to be ghost-free.
Visited the line back in 1991 and enjoyed a return trip behind 34016 Bodmin (really gave it some up that back from Alresford). I loved how one of the intermediate stations was set off from a minor road with just a fingerpost sign and no road markings whatsoever. Felt a truly rural mid-20th Century location.
 
I absolutely love the Watercress Line, with its steam trains (especially when they run the real ale special or RAT) and the stations retained in retro style. One would think old locos and railway buildings would be very fertile ground for ghost sightings. Somewhat surprisingly though, with the exception of the rather tacky Watercress Hallowe'en special, I could not find any associated bona fide accounts of ghosts. Alton in general has a reputation for hauntings - notably the sounds of Civil War musket fire around the church yard, but, despite its charming Poirot-era appearance, Alton station's Watercress terminal disappointingly seems to be ghost-free.

"The Wizard Express" runs during Wizard Week for the school half term in October. It is a very popular event for the Watercress Line as it is themed around Harry Potter. They have the footbridge from King's Cross Station at Ropley Station as it was used in the Films.
I haven't heard any ghost stories about the Watercress Line myself but I understand that Medstead and Four Marks station can get quite "atmospheric" in the extreme weather conditions it sometimes experiences as it is the highest station in the South East (644 feet / 196 metres above sea level).
 
Visited the line back in 1991 and enjoyed a return trip behind 34016 Bodmin (really gave it some up that back from Alresford). I loved how one of the intermediate stations was set off from a minor road with just a fingerpost sign and no road markings whatsoever. Felt a truly rural mid-20th Century location.
34016 Bodmin was very popular on the Watercress Line. It was the flagship locomotive of the railway until the owner took it away in the 2000's.
 
I absolutely love the Watercress Line, with its steam trains (especially when they run the real ale special or RAT) and the stations retained in retro style. One would think old locos and railway buildings would be very fertile ground for ghost sightings. Somewhat surprisingly though, with the exception of the rather tacky Watercress Hallowe'en special, I could not find any associated bona fide accounts of ghosts. Alton in general has a reputation for hauntings - notably the sounds of Civil War musket fire around the church yard, but, despite its charming Poirot-era appearance, Alton station's Watercress terminal disappointingly seems to be ghost-free.
I walk over the Watercress line every night on the way home from the pub in Alton.

It is an old town with a lot of character.
 
I walk over the Watercress line every night on the way home from the pub in Alton.

It is an old town with a lot of character.

I posted on here once about the time someone following me seemed to vanish just after I crossed a bridge over the Watercress line, but I came to the conclusion that they had just forgotten something and turned back where they came from.
 
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