Not long after we got married my wife wakened me in a panic during the night.
" There's somebody in the room".
When I turned a light on nothing to be seen. There had been somebody standing beside the bed she claimed and gave a detailed description of this person.
Tall man with a wrinkled tanned face and white curly hair and very bushy eyebrows. He was wearing a green smock of some kind. He also appeared sightly malevolent.
Next morning when I went into the distillery I gave this description individually with no explanation to any of the older employees. They all said that it sounded like old Tom Duncan who had been manager and after retiring died in that house. I later met the managing director's wife who had the same reaction.
My wife had never met this person or seen any photographs which could have influenced her and it remains a mystery.