And finally this week the P.A. is back with some more spooky tales, so get your cup of tea or coffee, sit back and relax! Muwahahahahahahahaaaaaaaa!!!
FYI for new readers: These are real ghost stories and true-life events which have happened to me at BBHQ, or other events in our village, they are not made up or fictional tales for effect.
Hello again lovely friends, in last times spooky instalment I revealed how many spooks reside at BBHQ, click the link to catch up.
Many apologies for taking a break, but you know how life gets, anyway I've got new a ghost story for you today from one of our neighbours. When Josh and I were putting up the outdoor Christmas lights at the beginning of December just as the light was fading at teatime, one of our neighbours, let's call him Jerry, ambled by and decided to head over for a chat.
He's lived in the village for a long time and is currently building a new house. After the usual pleasantries and some chit chat, Jerry glances over his shoulder rather furtively both ways, which I thought was really odd and then he says, "Oh my god, you won't believe what's happening!"
Josh and I glance at one another expecting some village-life bulls**t, and then he says in hushed tones. "I'm renting the little bungalow down the lane next to the first home I bought here, and all this weird stuff has been happening!"
Back story: Jerry bought a lovely old house from an elderly nun and her sister, and they'd built a small bungalow in the side garden and moved in there.
I remember my uncle telling me about the nun, she was about 5ft tall and walked around the village in her habit doing whatever nuns do.
Anyhoo, the elderly sisters died and Jerry built a new property in another part of the garden and moved into that a few years later.
So last summer Jerry and his wife moved in the nun's bungalow on a six-month lease, and it's been a hotbed of poltergeist activity.
He said the internal doors kept opening and closing; he was in his bathroom one evening and could hear really loud moaning and groaning, he went to investigate, finds his wife in the other bedroom getting ready to go out and asked, "Why are you making all that noise, what's wrong?" She replies, "I thought it was you!"
The groaning and moaning featured throughout their stay, and then other things like the fridge door being opened began. Windows that were left securely closed were found open. Taps were turned on in the bathrooms and left running, and a lot of this activity occurred while Jerry was in the property.
He'd hear the tap running in the bathroom, then discover a window was open, he'd close the window, turn off the tap and return to the kitchen to find the fridge door wide open. He said several times there was a strange perfume smell in the bungalow which he couldn't explain, and lots of odd little occurrences such as small objects being moved, or not where they were left.
He was really freaked out when telling us, and then it made sense about the furtive glance, as obviously, he didn't want anyone else who could be walking by overhearing. I then realised he must have told others and they'd dismissed his observations as rubbish. Which to be honest unless you've actually experienced paranormal things first-hand, you are more likely to be more sceptical and dismissive about these events.
Josh and I looked at each other after Jerry had finished and grinned, not because he was distressed but because it's not just our house.
I said, "Oh wow, it's not just here then, Spook Central must have expanded to other parts of the village!"
Jerry looked so relieved that someone actually believed him, and I explained some of the weird stuff that happens here.
I offered to go and cleanse the bungalow with sage and my spook kit, but he declined as he said they were moving out in 2 days, as they couldn't stand all the strange things happening all the time.
And as to who or what is causing the disturbances is still unknown; is it the nun and her sister, or is it someone or something else?
This bungalow is only about 50 yards away and is generally used as a holiday home or short-term let. And I can tell you, I never liked the look of the place, it always made me feel a bit icky when walking by, you know that uggghhhh I wouldn't want to go in there vibe.
I can't imagine what it's like for holiday renters or new tenants. Horrendous!
So that's the good news, we aren't the only affected property in the village, and the bad news, there are more spooks and poltergeists than before.
Next time I'll share what happened at the exorcism if mew're ready?