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[FenellaTheWitch]

Back in the 70's and early 80's my dad had an evening job in a pub called The Punch Bowl in Sefton, Merseyside.

The pub itself is over 200 years old but it is next door to a church, St Helen's/Sefton Church which is 12th century. The pub is notoriously haunted but there is a picture of an apparent ghost inside the church of a vicar in old dress.

The pub is regarded as one of the most haunted in Merseyside and my dad could tell you about the tales of poltergeists and the man in the nautical uniform who used to sit by the fire. He would say there were certain areas of the pub that were just very cold and intense and he hated going into the cellar. He is not a man to pay much attention to stuff like ghosts but he was convinced there was something there. There were always weird goings on.

There was one particular occasion were the alarms went off one night and the landlord waited for the police to arrive. Everything was fine and the police said to the landlord 'you'd better get your little girl back inside' to which landlord said 'I don't have any children'. A search them took place around the graveyard of the church but nothing. There was also the occasion of car crashing because little girl ran from the church into a field across the road.

The picture below was taken back in the days when my dad was there. Back then it was full of open fireplaces and snugs. It's now some sort of gastro pub.

 

[Tatooine_legend1]

I think it's all a load of rubbish personally haha. I have had my mother die, both my grandmothers die, I have never experienced anything like ghosts or spirits. There are rarely things you can't entirely explain, but it's normally just mind and hearing playing tricks, paranoia etc. It wouldn't make any sense that people would become spirits or whatever. We literally rot in the ground if buried, or turn to ashes if cremated.

 

[IngressUK]

We literally rot in the ground if buried, or turn to ashes if cremated.

What if we are frozen, to come back in hundreds of years time?

 

[lokiofasgard]

Jfc this thread was a bad thing to discover when living alone and about to go to sleep

 

[AladdinSane]

I don't have a ghost story as such but when my boyfriend moved into his university house, there was all kinds of crazy stuff going on.

It was an old terraced house that was dark and dingey and the shadows would play tricks on you.

His roommate would often hear someone whispering his name to the point where he would shout up to us in the bedroom asking what we wanted. I remember sitting in the kitchen and the oven turning itself on. The boys were also sat in the kitchen one day and all the hats and coats on the racks in the hallway just dropped to the floor.

The creepiest thing that happened there happened in the middle of the night..my granddad had passed about 6 months previously and I had been really struggling to cope with his death. He was an old miner and I took his death very hard. I was asleep and my boyfriend woke up for some reason. He said he had gone very cold and just suddenly felt like he had to sit bolt upright. He said that, at the bottom of the bed, was a man dressed in mining gear (the colour was exactly what my gramps used to wear and matched his uniform) and the man was stood watching me sleep. He then clocked my boyfriend looking, nodded and walked through the wall at the bottom of the bed.

My boyfriend is a very rational person and he had a poster at the bottom of the bed of Bane from Batman walking away. He thinks he was half asleep and saw that but I'm not convinced. The stuff he described was far too real.

 

[Clickbait]

Years ago when my mum was in her twenties she was driving through the town she’d gone to school in when she saw an old school friend beckoning her over from the side of the road. She pulled over and leaned across to open the door when she realised that this school friend had been dead for several years. She drove off like a rocket!

My mum is one of the most no-nonsense people you could meet. She’d never believe something like this if it hadn’t happened to her. I honestly think unless you’ve had something you cannot logically explain happen to you, you will remain at best skeptical. It seems such a strange notion.

 

[AladdinSane]

Oooh I've thought of something else relating to my granddad.
The week that he died my grandma received so many sympathy cards and flowers etc. That literally covered her whole dining room table.
She was organising them and the postman posted another one which she went to open and put back on the table. As she did that, the cards that were already stood up just collapsed, like some had got their arms and just pushed them all over. There were no windows open and no drafts. My Gramps always said when he died, he didn't want a fuss and he would not be happy if sympathy cards were up all over the house...

A few years later, I bought my mum a Mickey Mouse cooling rack for the kitchen as she had a Mickey accessory theme going on. However, she never used it because it was "too nice" and instead got my dad to hang it on the wall in the kitchen.
One day she was sat at the table eating and she noticed the rack had started to move (like a sway). Again no doors open, no windows open and no drafts in the room. She thought nothing of it initially and just went up to it to stop it, thinking she'd caught it on the way to sit down to eat. It stopped for about 5 minutes and then started back up again. She started to get a little freaked out at that point, stopped it moving and tried to get it to make the same movement by nudging it. The only way she could get it to move like that was by putting her finger on it and rocking it from side to side with her finger. Anything else and it went off at a tangent or moved weirdly.

She sat down again, started to eat and it happened again. At this point, she got really freaked out and yelled at it, "dad just leave me alone, I'm trying to eat!" It immediately stopped moving and she got up and left the room.
Not something anyone would have related to my Gramps initially but he always said he would do things to wind us up if he ever came back to "visit" us after he died (I told him if he ever did that to me, I would be furious and I've never witnessed a thing). And he absolutely loved Mickey Mouse. To the point where, whenever he wallpapered a room in his house, he would draw a Mickey mouse on the wall.

 

[FenellaTheWitch]

I think it's all a load of rubbish personally haha. I have had my mother die, both my grandmothers die, I have never experienced anything like ghosts or spirits. There are rarely things you can't entirely explain, but it's normally just mind and hearing playing tricks, paranoia etc. It wouldn't make any sense that people would become spirits or whatever. We literally rot in the ground if buried, or turn to ashes if cremated.

There's a lot of people out there who would agree with you.

I'm still largely sceptical but I also know there are just some things that are unexplainable but I'm also a big believer of vibes and energy. Sometimes you can be in place that just makes you feel seriously uncomfortable for no logical reason. I remember when I was house hunting more or less walking out of one house without really looking because it just didn't feel right. Most definitely a bad energy in there.

 

[Rdogk24]

Read half of this thread and gone down a rabbit hole trying to discover who lived in my family home before with no luck.

I’ll share. We moved into our family house in about 2006 when I was a little girl with my mum, dad and three siblings. Never experienced anything, never believed in anything. It’s the oldest house on the street and guaranteed 100s of people would’ve died here over the centuries. As we got older we all swapped rooms as teenagers do. When I was 15 I had just moved into my brothers old room. I woke up suddenly in the middle of the night and saw a young man standing next to the bed smiling at me. He was wearing a 1970s style outfit and had floppy hair. His presence was really calming but I tit myself and hid under the covers anyway. I came out of the covers a couple of minutes later and he was still there. He smiled at me and slowly faded away as I stared at him. Could’ve very well been my brain playing tricks on me while I was half asleep but it’s never happened before and has never happened again. My mums brother died in the late 70s when he was only 21 and I had a gut feeling that it might have been him just saying hello, but I’ve never seen any pictures of him grown up.

After that I still wasn’t convinced and went back to being a skeptic. Never experienced anything again until I moved into my last uni flat. It was an old building broken up into four flats in a big city literally bang in the city centre. The rent was extremely cheap for a two bed flat in that location but I assumed it was due to the noise as the whole street was bars and restaurants. I felt uncomfortable for the first week but I put it down to my flatmate not being there as she arrived to the city a week after. I felt a presence around me that I couldn’t explain. My ex boyfriend came to visit me one day and as we were getting intimate in bed I suddenly felt a wave of horror and shame and burst into tears (I have never felt that feeling since, it was utterly bizarre), he was in absolute shock bless him lol. My flatmate arrived the next week and felt something off instantly without me mentioning the presence. Things started happening that we couldn’t explain like the kettle flicking on and off even though it was turned off at the wall, drafts of freezing cold even though we were at the top of the building, slamming cupboards and thudding footsteps in the night. Our keys would go missing and seriously stress us out making us late for work or uni and then appear in the first place we looked miraculously. The bathroom was particularly eerie, I always felt as if I was being watched. One day I was at uni and came home to find my flatmate glued to her bed with her bedroom door shut, she told me she had heard old fashioned music coming from the bathroom and it was blaring on and off. We ended up sharing a bed and sitting with each other in the bathroom for the first few months we lived there as we were petrified. One weekend she went to see her family and I was so scared to leave my room at night I ended up peeing in a bottle!! After a while we both accepted that there was something in the flat and we just had to put up with so every time something happened we decided to speak to it and say things like ‘not today please!’ Or ‘stop it now you’re being silly’ lol. It responded well to that and ended up leaving us alone towards the end of the lease. We agreed that the presence to us felt like a naughty child, pushing the boundaries to see what it could get away with. I woke up one morning to it screaming in both my ears so loudly but I was so fed up by that point I just said go away and went back to sleep

I’m not so skeptical anymore.

 

[lokiofasgard]

Okay this is super weird and I thought about not writing it here, but oh heck, I wanna share.

I used to share a flat with my two best friends and during the fall, knocking started. It was a rhytmic knocking in one corner of the flat, then on the other. We thought it was pipes, we even complained to the owner and they sent someone to look over the building. Nothing.

The knocking continued. Every evening at 6 pm and every morning at 5 am it started and lasted a couple of hours. We went to ask the upstairs neighbours, but no one had heard anything. Also there were no trees or bushes around the house. The knocking was also super weird, it had kind of a hollow timber and we couldn't replicate it by knocking on the walls, as walls were made out of bricks etc.

Once we knocked back and said, if you can hear us, let us know. And two knocks suddenly came back, out of the ordinary. It was the only time "it" communicated with us.

The knocking was one thing, but then the children's songs started. We used to all work in a restaurant and left at 5 am to make it there for breakfast time. And OFTEN we would hear knocking AND children's songs or piano being played. We complained to the building stuff, but no one even had a piano in the house.

Also the knocking moved with me and my best friend. When I went to visit my parents at the other town, I was sat alone in my room and my parents' were in town or at the store or something. And then the SAME KIND OF knocking happened. And also it repeated itself with my best friend.

We moved out from there at it hasn't turned up again, but it was bleeping scary 4 years. It only started around October and finished in May, so we naturally thought it was pipes and heating but that was ruled out...

 

[Columbo]

I think it's all a load of rubbish personally haha. I have had my mother die, both my grandmothers die, I have never experienced anything like ghosts or spirits. There are rarely things you can't entirely explain, but it's normally just mind and hearing playing tricks, paranoia etc. It wouldn't make any sense that people would become spirits or whatever. We literally rot in the ground if buried, or turn to ashes if cremated.

If we’re going to be logical about it,human beings are energy. Science says categorically that energy cannot die, you can change from one type of energy to another but you cannot destroy it so in scientific theory it makes perfect sense

 

[Gee]

Back in the 70's and early 80's my dad had an evening job in a pub called The Punch Bowl in Sefton, Merseyside.

The pub itself is over 200 years old but it is next door to a church, St Helen's/Sefton Church which is 12th century. The pub is notoriously haunted but there is a picture of an apparent ghost inside the church of a vicar in old dress.

The pub is regarded as one of the most haunted in Merseyside and my dad could tell you about the tales of poltergeists and the man in the nautical uniform who used to sit by the fire. He would say there were certain areas of the pub that were just very cold and intense and he hated going into the cellar. He is not a man to pay much attention to stuff like ghosts but he was convinced there was something there. There were always weird goings on.

There was one particular occasion were the alarms went off one night and the landlord waited for the police to arrive. Everything was fine and the police said to the landlord 'you'd better get your little girl back inside' to which landlord said 'I don't have any children'. A search them took place around the graveyard of the church but nothing. There was also the occasion of car crashing because little girl ran from the church into a field across the road.

The picture below was taken back in the days when my dad was there. Back then it was full of open fireplaces and snugs. It's now some sort of gastro pub.

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I know this pub iv heard this story also a ghost of a soldier in caviller clothing ?

 

[FenellaTheWitch]

I know this pub iv heard this story also a ghost of a soldier in caviller clothing ?

It's quite notorious. I think various radio stations have done 'halloween specials' from there over the years.

As I said my dad is not one for fantastical notions but he absolutely says there is something odd about the place. Apparently it was particularly eerie between the corridor from the original pub to the Gun Room which was an extension. I went there many times as a kid but the only thing I was interested in was a Britivic orange because that was a real treat back in the day.

The whole area is steeped in history. A few miles away there is a white cross on one of the walls leading to the church and the pub.

' After 300 metres a white painted cross on the wall marks the position of a medieval wayside cross. Funeral processions used to halt at these crosses for rest and prayer, when en route to Sefton Church with the corpse for burial. '

The cross is still painted on the wall to this day and it still gives me the creeps.

The whole area is named after the Blundell family. It's one of the Blundell's that is supposed to haunt the pub and the church.

 

[Coco544]

It's quite notorious. I think various radio stations have done 'halloween specials' from there over the years.

As I said my dad is not one for fantastical notions but he absolutely says there is something odd about the place. Apparently it was particularly eerie between the corridor from the original pub to the Gun Room which was an extension. I went there many times as a kid but the only thing I was interested in was a Britivic orange because that was a real treat back in the day.

The whole area is steeped in history. A few miles away there is a white cross on one of the walls leading to the church and the pub.

' After 300 metres a white painted cross on the wall marks the position of a medieval wayside cross. Funeral processions used to halt at these crosses for rest and prayer, when en route to Sefton Church with the corpse for burial. '

The cross is still painted on the wall to this day and it still gives me the creeps.

The whole area is named after the Blundell family. It's one of the Blundell's that is supposed to haunt the pub and the church.

I’ve googled where this pub is as I’m local to this area and it’s actually not that far fro me at all! Just a few miles! I might have to go there for a drink

 

[Moongirl69]

If we’re going to be logical about it,human beings are energy. Science says categorically that energy cannot die, you can change from one type of energy to another but you cannot destroy it so in scientific theory it makes perfect sense

I absolutely 100% agree with this!

 

[Columbo]

I absolutely 100% agree with this!

I’ve always been a bit sceptical but science is quite clear on the law of conservation of energy.

I googled the actual definition in case I wasn’t explaining it correctly

The law of conservation of energy states that energy can neither be created nor destroyed - only converted from one form of energy to another.

 

[poultonlefylde]

I love this thread. I have always believed in spirits/ life after death but I have felt my granddad's presence on a few occasions since his passing three years ago.

First instance was when I was staying with my Nana few months after he had passed away. I heard him call out my name. I didn't tell this to anyone but few months later my mum told me she too heard him calling her name when she was visiting.

Few months back my aunt had a dream in which my grand dad visited her and told her that he is happy to be able to meet his brother. Exactly a week later his brother passed away. He was not sick and his passing was sudden but peaceful.

I also had a dream in which I saw him with a little baby girl in his back garden (which was his pride and joy). Two years on my daughter looks exactly like the little girl from my dream.

I don't know if these experiences mean anything or are just coincidences but I like to think he is watching over us.

 

[Lauren_2195]

I’m a psychic medium and I’ve been struggling for a business name. Last week I had a dream that my grandad was sitting at a table and we were talking and then he slid me a piece of paper and it had a business name on it he even included butterflies in the design which I never thought about xx

 

[Moongirl69]

@Lauren_2195 me and my husband were clearing my mums crafting room (my old bedroom) after she died. I was very tearful one of the days and kept finding butterflies. Cards, stickers, paper ones etc. I hope it was a sign from her

 

[Lauren_2195]

@Lauren_2195 me and my husband were clearing my mums crafting room (my old bedroom) after she died. I was very tearful one of the days and kept finding butterflies. Cards, stickers, paper ones etc. I hope it was a sign from her

It sounds it My auntie sends me and my sisters butterflies when things are getting a little rough xx