Prodigal
LE
Just to talk about something completely different, I've just been watching Buffy, and I was really scared - I can't believe I let my kids watch it!
The University sports hall at Manchester (when I was there a long time ago) used to be the Barracks of the old Manchester Regiment. I spent quite a lot of time there and got to know the Managers quite well. When they knew I was joining up, one of them showed me round the old section of the building, where the old offices used to be. In the glass pannelling of the doors was inscribed "Adjutant's Office", "Commanding Officer" etc. This chap told me this particular corridor was haunted. They had had a locked office trashed (two floors up, no other entrance, Police could find no evidence of a break in), the caretaker's dog refused point blank to go into the corridor and a student, with an interest in the paranormal confirmed that there was, indeed, a very malevolent sprit present. This chap (in his slow Yorkshire drawl, with his lovely blue eyes.....unfortunately I never got to know him that well..!) told me he thought it was a load of codswallop. However, eventually he was the only one that would lock up at night, and one night was doing so, when walking out of the corridor became aware of a pair of boots walking behind him. He ignored the noise, but as he reached for the door to go out, a hand grabbed his shoulder from behind...................he turned round, and there was no one there...........
Another time, I will tell you of the WW2 German subaltern who paid me several visits in a certain Regt in Germany (where else!) and some more stories I've collected on my travels...........
The University sports hall at Manchester (when I was there a long time ago) used to be the Barracks of the old Manchester Regiment. I spent quite a lot of time there and got to know the Managers quite well. When they knew I was joining up, one of them showed me round the old section of the building, where the old offices used to be. In the glass pannelling of the doors was inscribed "Adjutant's Office", "Commanding Officer" etc. This chap told me this particular corridor was haunted. They had had a locked office trashed (two floors up, no other entrance, Police could find no evidence of a break in), the caretaker's dog refused point blank to go into the corridor and a student, with an interest in the paranormal confirmed that there was, indeed, a very malevolent sprit present. This chap (in his slow Yorkshire drawl, with his lovely blue eyes.....unfortunately I never got to know him that well..!) told me he thought it was a load of codswallop. However, eventually he was the only one that would lock up at night, and one night was doing so, when walking out of the corridor became aware of a pair of boots walking behind him. He ignored the noise, but as he reached for the door to go out, a hand grabbed his shoulder from behind...................he turned round, and there was no one there...........
Another time, I will tell you of the WW2 German subaltern who paid me several visits in a certain Regt in Germany (where else!) and some more stories I've collected on my travels...........