Anthony North: John Wall loved his family home of Chingle Hall near Ribchester. A cross-shaped, moated, manor house built in 1260, it had been the location of secret masses during Henry VIII’s persecutions. Wall himself was martyred in the 17th century, his head sent off to France. In 1789 it is thought to have been brought back and hidden somewhere in the Hall. They should have told John Wall where it was, for it seems he is one of many ghosts still walking the Hall, trying to find it.We can, of course, dismiss such nonsense as superstition. But at least one guide at the Hall will disagree. As well as hearing footsteps, she has had her head and arm stroked by an invisible entity. One brother and sister visiting the Hall watched a cloaked apparition for fifteen minutes. Other people have regularly seen two praying monks.

Ghosties in the UK: The UK is full of ghosts. Why is this? Whether we accept ghosts as existing or not, stories of ghosts persist. Could it be that there is value in those stories? Could they have a distinct purpose that guarantees they will exist? Croft Castle on the Welsh border near Leominster is older than Chingle Hall, being mentioned in the Doomsday Book. During the 1920s a host of stories were told, such as the visitor who saw a spectral man dressed in a black leather coat.Folklore states that it is the ghost of Welsh folk hero, Owen Glendower. Even in the 1950s stories continued to be told, including a visitor who heard 18th century music coming from the castle when it was known to be empty; and a head teacher who, whilst talking to the custodian, saw a reflection in a mirror of someone walking across the room.

Most haunted: One of the most haunted houses ever was 50 Berkeley Square in London. Ghosts, here, are said to include an insane man who died in the room in which he was imprisoned, a Scottish child killed by a servant, and a woman who threw herself out of a window to avoid being raped.A terrifying ’shape’ was often seen in the house, inducing a sailor spending the night there to throw himself out of a window. When the writer Lord Lyttleton spent a night there, he fired pistols at the shape.

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