Victorian - My Haunted Life Too

That’s Another Fine Mess You Got Me Into…..

08 January 2018 | Evidence?, Ghosts in the news, Haunted, Your Stories

British newspapers are carrying a story about the ghosts of Stan Laurel (of Laurel & Hardy fame). Mickey Vermooch of Scarborough claims to have met and talked to the spirit of Mr. Laurel in the derelict King’s Cinema in Bishop Auckland in Country Durham, England. He also claims to have photographic proof of the encounter. According to the Daily Star, he described ‘Stan’s voice as gentle and claimed the comic smelled of Macassar oil, a hair-styling product popular in Victorian times. He said: ‘Stan said he was at peace and told me, “This is where I had my happy times. This is where I belong”.’ Here is the photograph….. You can catch the full story here. What do you think?

The Skull and The Chess Piece

03 January 2017 | Haunted items, Your Stories, Your True Encounters

A friend of mine once told me this story on Halloween many years ago. It chilled me to the bone. Whether it is true or not, I am not sure although he swore on his mother’s grave that it was. In the late 1970’s, the central cemetery in west Hull was a real eyesore. It was overrun with trees, bushes and weeds and it was used as a place for illicit activities. Most people gave it a very wide berth. Most of the graves in the cemetery are Victorian and grandiose monstrosities of a bygone era. Pretty damned creepy in fact. These days, the whole area has been cleaned up, tidied and is actually, worth a visit. However, back then, it was a place to be avoided if at all

The Disappearing Smoking Ghost: Have You Encountered Anything Like This?

22 September 2016 | Creepy places, September 2016, Your Stories

I worked for a development company that had purchased an entire neighborhood of Victorian homes to renovate and resell. Every home for a two block radius was empty except for the one that I lived in; which was near completion and was going to be used as the model home. One afternoon, I was almost out of cigarettes and decided to walk to a corner store a few blocks away. Keep in mind that this was an out of the way neighborhood, there were no workmen around, all of the homes were vacant, and the entire area was deserted. I had only walked about one block, and was walking looking down at the side walk lost in thought when a few feet ahead of me I heard a voice say