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Thursday, 29 October 2026
Haunted London
48 Doughty Street to 13 Portsmouth Street WC2: When he was 27 years old, Charles Dickens, moved into this imposing house in 1837 with his new wife, Catherine. They lived here for three years during which time his sister-in-law, Mary Hogarth died here. Mary was the inspiration for the character of Little Nell, who worked in the little 'odds and ends' shop in his tragic novel, The Old Curiosity Shop. The concerned ghost of Charles Dickens, wearing top hat and tails, has been seen rushing along this route.
University College Hospital Gower Street NW1: The first operation with the use of a general anaesthetic was performed at this hospital in 1846 when a leg was amputated in just thirty seconds. In 1890, a young nurse, Lizzie Church, attended the bedside of her lover who was a patient here. She accidentally administered an overdose of morphine and he died. It is said she committed suicide in remorse and her ghost is seen to this day by hospital staff when morphine is administered to patients.
Lincoln's Inn Fields off High Holborn WC2: This is the largest public square in London and was one of the major sites of public executions that were carried out in the sixteenth and seventeenth centuries. In1586, Anthony Babington was hung, drawn and quartered for his part in a plot to remove Queen Elizabeth I from the throne of England and replace her with Mary, Queen of Scots. His ghost roams the grounds.
Wednesday, 28 October 2026
Like Wake Vigil
In a communication to Wendy Stokes from Philip Lewcroft. October 7, 1999.
"This is one of Yorkshire’s oldest songs, used by the poorer people for their funerals, especially those taking place on high points of the moors. This tradition is thought to go back to the Norsemen, or even further, to the Bronze Age. The tune is mentioned by the diarist John Aubrey in 1642. Its last recorded use for a funeral was at Kildale around 1800. The Lyke is the lych gate, where the coffin would wait for pallbearers to take it to the church for the service, the Wake (wake meaning vigil) was a dirge provided for the corpse on the night before burial. In recent years, the same name has been given to a pilgrimage ‘walk’ from Cleveland Hills to the coast at Ravenscar, 40 miles, which is undertaken by thousands annually, sometimes taking 24 hours)."
Tuesday, 27 October 2026
The History of Hauntings!
Monday, 26 October 2026
Dead or Alive! Burial Customs!
Burial Customs to prevent the dead from
rising to haunt the living!
In 2004, two extraordinary skeletons
were discovered in a ditch on the perimeter of an ancient cemetery on the west
coast of Ireland. Both skeletons had large stones wedged into their open jaw and
had large stone slabs placed over their grave; their limbs were broken and
bound. These skeletons were carbon dated to the seventh century when Ireland was
becoming Christianised and new stories were told to the pagan people about what
would happen in the Afterlife. Traditionally, Christian corpses were buried
facing the eastern horizon, so that when the sun rose on the last day, all would
stand and immediately see Jesus rising in glory with the dawning of a new day in
Heaven. These two bodies, with their head in a ditch, would not greet their
saviour along with all others in the cemetery, as they were buried to lie in a
NW-SE direction. |
Who Stole the Witch's Bowl? - A Story
I was celebrating Beltane 1996 at The North Lodge, Monks Walk, Waverley Lane, Farnham where I was told this extraordinary story that I wrote down that night. When Dr Kathleen Anne Ball read the story on Facebook, she was captivated yet saddened by the ending at first, but then realized, one was free to create any ending they’d like, so she did:
In the sixteen hundreds - so this ancient tale relates - a lone woman, gripped by appalling poverty, strayed onto the Waverley Estate and there took shelter in the ivy covered cave. She had no known family and hence no persons or property to protect here in her infirmity, and gossip quickly arose about her mysterious past. In the local inn, the farm folk spoke in hushed tones, saying that she was a witch who had murdered her husband and children, and that she carried the plague as a punishment for her sins. Within days, farm hands drove her from the cave, accusing her of blighting their crops. Children threw stones at her, many causing open wounds that failed to heal. Warts spread across her unwashed face and lice tormented her days and nights, and she thought maybe their taunts were true. She gleaned what she could from the footpath verges, collecting hazel twigs to make a broom to sweep away the leaves from the entrance to her den within a hedge of thick hazel. A small cat took shelter with her and they huddled together for warmth and companionship. Occasionally, the cat brought a gift of vermin, frog or bird to add to her gruel and prevent total starvation. Her comb broke under her matted hair and her skirt became torn and tattered exposing her scratched legs. The humiliation of such deprivation and her solitary situation gave her much distress. She longed to attend St Andrews church but she had no clothes, money or status, so she watched from afar and she got to know the townsfolk and those who worked and raised their family and livestock in the surrounding hills. She knew the fancy lives of the Lord and Lady who owned the great estate, though she would never trespass on their extensive and rich pastures or she would have been shot by the gamekeeper without question. One evening, she collected earth from the Downs that she fashioned into a small vessel and in this bowl she collected water from the river. Over a small fire, built of fallen twigs, she warmed meagre fayre. In the cold and dark abode she kept a few windfallen fruits which fermented and made a drink to aid sleep - for the pain in her bones was fierce and sleep was always fitful.
Sunday, 25 October 2026
Soul Rescue - Spirit Release - Exorcism book extract
Ancient Spirit of the Crossroads
In the days of ancient Greece, crossroads
were dedicated to Hecate, Goddess of the Underworld, who was said to have 3
faces, each to observe the three way crossroads. Representations of
her as a pole with 3 masks were placed where 3 roads met and cakes with
candles were left so the ghosts that followed her would be fed and not haunt
the living. Diana, Roman Goddess of the Witches was also Goddess of the
Crossroads and a small altar was placed there for the protection for
travellers who left gifts in return for good luck. In India, Rudra, the God
of the Crossroads also ruled ghosts and evil powers, in Africa, Elegua opened
and closed all paths and carried a forked stick made of the guava tree. In
Russia, vampires were said to lurk at crossroads, in Sweden witches were
reported to dance at the crossroads in order to summon the devil. |
Saturday, 24 October 2026
World Superstitions
Famous Superstitions - Part 1
Wednesday, 14 October 2026
The Hole in the Boat - A Story
A man was asked to paint a boat. He painted the boat a bright red, as the owner asked him. While painting, he noticed a small hole in the hull, and repaired it.
