A 'trick of the light', just like this...
http://www.google.co.uk/imgres?imgu...z=1T4GGLR_enGB253GB256&tbs=isch:1&um=1&itbs=1
Go on then - who's seen a ghost ?
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A 'trick of the light', just like this...
http://www.google.co.uk/imgres?imgu...z=1T4GGLR_enGB253GB256&tbs=isch:1&um=1&itbs=1
Thanks. I'd heard of a word somewhere but couldn't remember what it was.
Interesting example. Spent a holiday on the east side of Lake Garda some years ago. The driver of the coach from the airport announced, at one point: "If you look out to your left across the lake, you can see Napoleon in the cliffs on the far side..." Well we all looked, straining hard to make something out. I thought I could pick out a gloomy-looking face wearing a big Napoleon-style hat, staring out across the lake. Mrs P, and most of the other passengers, weren't so sure...
numbnuts
Squire
- Location
- Gone over the hill and far away
I’ve seen three ghosts, some time back I asked my priest what he thought of ghosts he replied "shadows from the past" sums it up quite nicely.
During the war my father took up some sandwiches to the captain on the bridge, on the way up he met the captain "your sandwiches Sir" he walked past without saying anything, on entering the bridge the captain was laying on the floor with the other offices helping him, he later found out that the captain died from a heart attack.
During the war my father took up some sandwiches to the captain on the bridge, on the way up he met the captain "your sandwiches Sir" he walked past without saying anything, on entering the bridge the captain was laying on the floor with the other offices helping him, he later found out that the captain died from a heart attack.
Fnaar
Smutmaster General
- Location
- Thumberland
Attachments
CopperBrompton
Bicycle: a means of transport between cake-stops
- Location
- London
Cush
Veteran
- Location
- North Cumbria but still a Geordie
It was late October with a full moon and a high wind, I was on late backs and walking the five miles home around 02:00. At that time I was still new to country ways and living in the wifes house. The road was not been lit up as it is now and I got to the top of the bank by a farm yard, within a 1/2 mile of home and with a shadow crossing the moon, suddenly there was the most horrible cry that I had ever heard. By the time it had called twice I was running that fast that I overtook Rodger Bannister. I was in the house and the door closed before I even realised I had taken the key out of my pocket. Later that morning I told Madam what had happened and she didn't say any thing, she just walked me up to the farm and introduced me to the farmer and his four trail hounds,who when they seen me started the most horrible baying that was even worse than it was at 02:00 in the morning, because by now it was feeding time.
Night Train
Maker of Things
- Location
- Greater Manchester
In 1992 I was at a hotel in Scotland. The room I was in had an ensuite built in the room so that as you entered the room there was a short corridor with the door of the ensuite to the right and the main part of the room straight ahead.
When I retired to my room I dumped all my stuff at the side of the bed, undressed, then went to have a shower. Being on my own I didn't bother shutting the door to the ensuite as the room door was locked.
Once in the ensuite I decided to sit on the loo for a moment before running the shower. The loo was facing the door of the ensuite.
While sitting there I heard the room door handle being tried. I figured that someone had got the wrong room and didn't think much more of it. Then the door handle was tried again and I heard the sound of the door being opened, closed and watched, in shock and anger, as a man walked past the ensuite door. I heard him drop his case on the bed and start shuffling stuff around.
I grabbed a towel, put it around me and stormed into the room to confront him and there was no one there.
I don't believe in ghosts as such, and this man certainly didn't look as though he was dead, and I hadn't been drinking as I leaving early for a long drive and was only stopping for the night.
In 1997 I was working in London in a Victorian apartment block converted to sheltered flats.
One day, as I walked pass the bottom of the seven storey winding stairs I saw a woman drop, from a long fall, right in front of me and hit the floor. I didn't hear, but felt, her scream as she went past. I stopped dead in my tracks fearing the worse as I looked down but there was no body there.
Without mentioning this experience I asked about the history of the building, as if interested in its use and conversion. Among the many stories I was told was one about when it was still posh apartments. A maid had become pregnant by a man renting one of the apartments. He refused to 'do right by her' and in shame she had killed herself by throwing herself from the top landing and falling down the stair well.
I still don't believe in ghosts but I am developing an alternative view of how the dimension of time works. However, I also wish it would work quite so effectively around me without some advance notice.
When I retired to my room I dumped all my stuff at the side of the bed, undressed, then went to have a shower. Being on my own I didn't bother shutting the door to the ensuite as the room door was locked.
Once in the ensuite I decided to sit on the loo for a moment before running the shower. The loo was facing the door of the ensuite.
While sitting there I heard the room door handle being tried. I figured that someone had got the wrong room and didn't think much more of it. Then the door handle was tried again and I heard the sound of the door being opened, closed and watched, in shock and anger, as a man walked past the ensuite door. I heard him drop his case on the bed and start shuffling stuff around.
I grabbed a towel, put it around me and stormed into the room to confront him and there was no one there.
I don't believe in ghosts as such, and this man certainly didn't look as though he was dead, and I hadn't been drinking as I leaving early for a long drive and was only stopping for the night.
In 1997 I was working in London in a Victorian apartment block converted to sheltered flats.
One day, as I walked pass the bottom of the seven storey winding stairs I saw a woman drop, from a long fall, right in front of me and hit the floor. I didn't hear, but felt, her scream as she went past. I stopped dead in my tracks fearing the worse as I looked down but there was no body there.
Without mentioning this experience I asked about the history of the building, as if interested in its use and conversion. Among the many stories I was told was one about when it was still posh apartments. A maid had become pregnant by a man renting one of the apartments. He refused to 'do right by her' and in shame she had killed herself by throwing herself from the top landing and falling down the stair well.
I still don't believe in ghosts but I am developing an alternative view of how the dimension of time works. However, I also wish it would work quite so effectively around me without some advance notice.
Silver Fox
Guru
June last year I was out cycling in the Lake District with a mate of mine, it was one of the hottest days of the year. My mate was roughly 200 yards ahead of me as we made our way along a section of single track, forest on one side, scree and rock on the other.
I was sweating cobs in the heat when all of a sudden I hit a pocket of ice cold air, as if I'd cycled into a deep freeze. I didn't see anything just felt this bitter cold hit me. We stopped a little while later, my mate hadn't felt a thing. I mentioned this experience to someone who claimed to be in tune with paranormal stuff, her opinion was that I had cycled through a spiritual entity. On the other hand there may have been a perfectly reasonable explanation for a pocket of ice cold air being there on such a hot day, either way it spooked me.
I was sweating cobs in the heat when all of a sudden I hit a pocket of ice cold air, as if I'd cycled into a deep freeze. I didn't see anything just felt this bitter cold hit me. We stopped a little while later, my mate hadn't felt a thing. I mentioned this experience to someone who claimed to be in tune with paranormal stuff, her opinion was that I had cycled through a spiritual entity. On the other hand there may have been a perfectly reasonable explanation for a pocket of ice cold air being there on such a hot day, either way it spooked me.
Cubist
Still wavin'
- Location
- Ovver 'thill
The first time I ever drove a car on a longish journey, I was travelling up to Sheffield from Birmingham, taking my girlfriend (now Mrs Cube) to a job interview. We were travelling the evening before the job interview, and it was pretty dark, with lightish traffic on the roads. Being a relatively inexperienced driver I decided to go via Derby on the A38, and as I was entering on the sliproad I could see a huge truck taking up all the offside wing mirror. It was a fancy "big rig" with loads of running lights and spots on the front, and it was thundering down towards me, not moving out of the nearside lane. I slowed right down and the truck hit its main beams, dazzling me. I swerved left, thinking the truck was going to hit us, even though we were still on the sliproad, and I shut my eyes to block the dazzle. A split- second later I opened them again and the road was completely empty. No truck, no traffic, and hardly a car to be seen. Mrs Cube said all she saw was me looking in the mirror and swerving left for no apparent reason.
Silver Fox
Guru
A ghost caught on camera during the filming of a car commercial ....
View: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EeNgGpLucgM
View: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EeNgGpLucgM
Firestorm
Veteran
- Location
- Southend on Sea
We were visting St Nectans Glen in cornwall and I took a picture of my wife, when we looked at it later there appeared to be a shape of a woman behind ner in a long dress and a hat, The waterfall and the sun had created an image behind her which many would claim was a ghost
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hallucination (long article, technical but informative).
Every story on this thread, can be explained without resort to 'paranormal' stuff...
Every story on this thread, can be explained without resort to 'paranormal' stuff...
Fnaar
Smutmaster General
- Location
- Thumberland
Night Train
Maker of Things
- Location
- Greater Manchester
This is why I don't believe in ghosts. But it doesn't really explain how a person can experience something from the past that they didn't know about previously.
