The peoples of the olde ways have always been aware of the energies of beings and life aware of the energies of nature you'll all feel a storm coming, it cannot be of nature and natural law this beast that will enslave us ,everything it/they do is held in secrecy by a club of paedophiles, none will come out and say against the club, best wishes to all
Scotland's Most Eerie Ghost Story Reported By Thousands | Neil Oliver Reveals 3.1.24 the wee black cah...cat.....calf? like the wee brown dog Glasgow tale?
We had the awful task of telling an elderly lady that her husband had died in hospital. Her reply was that she knew because he had woken her up at 05.30 to say goodbye. We found out later that morning that he had died just before 05.30. Life is eternal and love immortal. 🙏
Our grandson was about 7, one day he was playing and out of the blue he told he’s mother that nanna Ada ( maternal great grandmother) was at the door, she went to the door and there wasn’t anyone there, as she closed the door the phone rang and she got the news that Ada had just passed away. She asked her son about seeing Ada, and he said she came to say goodbye. Ada lived 600 kilometres away.🇦🇺
I also have had a similar thing happen. Neighbour had had heart-attacks, and then was in hospital for quite some time. One evening, footsteps, sound was clear as a whistle, unmistakable, I said a prayer to forgive him and then never heard it again. Next morning neighbour's family told me he passed away that evening, and it was like I got told by a spirit before they were told by the hospital.
My grandad spoke to one his sailor friends one night on deck of his Navy ship , only to find out off the lads that he died the night before, (he went overboard in a Storm.)
My great grandmother had 8 children. The eldest, John, when he was 20, one day went to work. About an hour later he came back, my great gran thought, to fetch something he'd forgotten. She saw him at the kitchen door, and asked him why he was back home. He just looked at her and disappeared from her sight. She thought," that's odd"! Then later she was told by police that he had been in an accident on his bike and had been killed. He came back to say goodbye to her! This was around 1910. I still have the Christening robe that was handmade for him, and all my 3 children and 5 grandchildren have been baptised in it!! Myself too and mom plus many cousins .
I farted so hard once that I swear it was either a ghost of the curry I just ate,or the copious amounts of beer I drank the night before...whacked my pants right out,almost caused a wet brown fear...parp!!
Personally, in my own experience and ‘investigations’, it’s demons not ghosts that people are experiencing. Demons and angels are around all of us, all of our lives….they know us better than anyone. So when a person dies and people think that they are seeing their deceased loved one, yes, and no. Yes, I believe that your loved one will still be here for a short time after the funeral….and no, demons are impersonating your loved one after that…..trying to entice you to get closer to it, or open portals by having seances, etc. They know everything about your loved one and are great impersonators. Be careful.
My Dad had just died and my sister and I, who had just been to the hospital in Dundee, Scotland, were sitting in Dads house. My sister was doing a lot of talking, mainly woe is me and how bad her life was at that time, I just listened to her talk not really focused, when all of a sudden I felt this warm energy come through the back of my neck and my voice speaking to her, but it wasn't me, 'Dad said not to worry and he is sending his love to you now' as I said that I felt the warm energy leave me through my left side and flow over to her, she had stopped talking , understandably, and as I looked at her saying the message she recoiled into her seat holding her stomach saying ' OMG I felt that'. I kid you not. Sounds daft talking about it here but it happened. There is much more to the world that we can't see.
An addition to that story Neil: My mother had a very disturbing dream the night before she and three of us, her children were due to go to Skye from Inverness the following day. In this nightmare she had a feeling of "being overwhelmed by water". It was so disturbing that we did not go the following day as had been planned. The next day we heard of the tragedy at Kyleakin. A premonition?
My dad had incurable cancer and came home to live out his last months. He had suffered a lot in life, had pains since childhood, but was a kind and thoroughly decent man, with a great sense of humour. When he passed away, I had an intense feeling of happiness come over me - not from me, but as though it was like in the air almost. I never said anything because it seemed so inappropriate to say I felt this, and I was of course deeply saddened to lose him. But when his McMillan Nurse arrived later, she spoke to my sister. A few days passed, when my sister told me, that the Nurse, a lovely level headed woman, mentioned to her, that as she was driving up the little road to our house, she just knew my Dad was gone, and she experienced what she described as an uplifting happy feeling.
This happened to me when I lost the love of my life. Its a feeling that's hard to describe. You are so overcome by grief that your rational mind can't understand where this euphoria is coming from but you can't rationalise it. It's like you have been gathered into a soft cloud of unconditional love. It has seriously changed my life. I know there is something else to come after this.
My father died when I was 16 years old and some years later when I was 30 I was diagnosed with M.S and it hit me pretty hard by 32 I was losing hope and a stay at home dad with legs that are failing , until one night in bed I felt what I tought was my daughter getting on the bed and when I sat up to ask what she was doing , I saw my dad just sitting on the end of the bed looking at me and all he said was YOUR NOT DONE YET SON . The next day I felt strong mighty if you will and now at 51 I'm still walking no sticks no meds no new scaring in 15 years and all thanks to my dad . I love you dad ❤
I felt this too when I was with my mother when she transcended. So did my sister, and again when we were trying to hold it together at her funeral. It calmed us immediately. Bliss and peace. So wonderful.
This happened to myself and my wife the afternoon my father in law died after a battle with cancer. We were driving along and both got overwhelmed and surrounded by this feeling of peace and happiness. He’d died at that exact moment.
I believe I owe my wife's life to a supernatural intervention. Just before we were to be married we had a few relationship problems... It looked like we would split up. My wife took it very badly and was planning to take her own life. Whilst preparing to do so she became aware of a lady in white with long dark hair standing by the wall of her bedroom. She said she could not see her feet only the skirting board. After a few moments looking at each other the lady said "Everything will be alright." And faded away... Now after 43 years of marriage I tend to agree and give thanks...
I was wakened up at 3:00am & nobody was there. I heard a voice saying pray for your mother. I turned the lights on and looked around my apartment, it was empty. I heard the voice again. Well, I got to my knees & prayed for my mother. Four hours later my father phoned me to say my mother had passed away at 3:00am that morning. They lived 2000 miles away. I had never heard voices before or afterwards.
This reminds me of a more modern story. One evening a number of motorists on the A3 in Guildford called the emergency services to report they had witnessed a car accident, spotting its headlights leaving the road erratically at speed. Police went to investigate, and discovered the car in undergrowth, its deceased drivers remains at the wheel. But the strange thing is the driver and car had been reported missing exactly a year before. True story!
Do you have registration stickers on your license plates , and were they checked on this car to see if they were expired , being that it was a year later ? This world confirm the one rear lapse . Or anything that was dated in the car - ads , newspaper , envelopes with date stamps , etc .
I just had a weird experience with UFO’s… and managed to capture them as they flew off. In Cardiff, Wales. There were lots of them. I’ve just uploaded the vid to my shorts, and a still image in a community post. There were at least 30. They were dancing and chasing eachother around. Then they formed a collective curve and whizzed round in a hoop over and over again. I can’t believe what I saw.
My dad told a story about an uncle of his, Uncle Mick. He was a drinker and a gambler and would have started a fight with his shadow as my dad put it. After a night of playing cards drinking and fighting, Mick was walking home and walked through a field with a footpath which lead to the back of Micks house. Half way across Mick knew and felt he was being followed, not by a person but by a spiritual entity. Mick in fear started to run and he ran right up to the door never to look back, right at the last moment before opening the door he turned and threw the pack of cards he had into a small swirling tornado like fire and it burst into thin air. Uncle Mick stopped the lifestyle he lead and became a born again Christian.
Spirit comes to those with need. I visited my gran in hospital before heading down to Newcastle with my girlfriend. It was a lovely visit where she imparted advice. On driving away, I couldn’t shake the feeling that I would be the last time I’d see her. She died that night. My mother got a call in the very early hours from my gran but dad didn’t wake and mum thought it was a dream until the hospital called to say she’d died. 2 of my sisters woke to a warm light at the bottom of their bed but their husbands didn’t wake. My other sister who didn’t like my gran at all, had no visit. I had no visit as I needed none, we had said goodbye. Life is wonderful, even the bad parts but I’m aware there’s far more going on than we see/feel.
@mind5403 I’ve no intention of trying to prove anything to you or anyone else. Watching the vid and reading the comments reminded me of what happened and I thought I’d share that experience. What I will say is that each and every one of us will, at one point, experience something hard to explain. It’s up to you to determine what to do with that experience. Good luck.
@mind5403 He's describing an experience they had. I don't find it hard to believe at all that they had that experience. Whether or not there was light there that could be picked up by an instrument is a different question but that's not really the point anyway.
My mum is an identical twin. Christmas 2022, she had a serious accident and was in intensive care for about 10days. During this time, her identical twin unfortunately passed away. When mum recovered, I was the one to break the sad news to her. When she asked me what date did it happen, I told her “19th December Mum”. And her reply was “ it can’t have been, she was at my bedside the whole time I was in hospital “
That doesn't seem right. Wouldn't your mum have had other relatives (including you) visiting her in hospital? Wouldn't they have seen her twin sister? Your mum appears to have been awake in intensive care so wouldn't she have spoken to her sister or indicated to you or a nurse that she was there?
A few months before my mum died, we, my sister and brothers, cared for her at her apartment. She had a little bell she would use when she needed assistance for the bathroom and general things. After she died, one of our cousins and his wife rented the apartment for a few months whilst waiting for their new home to be built. My sister and I went to visit them and Adam told us that several times during their first weeks there, they heard the sound of a little bell...so we told them of the bell mum used. My sister freaked out but I thought it was wonderful.
@mind5403 You either have no clue about the paranormal world or you just like to argue. Tell me what right do you have to respond like that? Obviously you've never lost someone close to you.
Reminds me of a similar experience I had, although there was no tragedy involved. I was staying at a friend's house, a remote farmhouse, when I woke in the night and heard a vehicle drive down the track and pull up in the farmyard in front of the room I was in. Her father and brothers had gone to pick up a new bullock and I decided to look out of the window to see it. There was nothing there. About half an hour later I heard the same thing, but this time they were actually returning with the bullock. I mentioned it to my friend who said quite casually 'oh yes, I forgot to tell you, that always happens when dad goes out - we always hear him come back about half an hour before he actually gets here'
The writer Colin Wilson discusses this phenomena in his book Afterlife. He claims the father must go into a light trance imagining his return home just before he sets off in real life.
As a kid growing up in Scotland, I loved the ghost stories, especially narrated by a master storyteller, and there was a lot of them who could spin a yarn, terrifying the living daylights out of us.
We have a kid's camp in Michigan that has a tradition of a ghost. The camp chief tells the story on the last night. I first heard it at age 10. I recall every detail decades later. These things have such an importance in childhood.
Scotland is a paradise; I love the place, especially the west coast, Argyll. I have been to Skye - sadly not over the sea but over the bridge.!! The haunted places in Scotland are amazing and absolutely fascinating. And yes, I'm an Englishman. First visit in 1990, drove up from Derby to Oban on the Saturday, and the next day and all the following week, the weather was glorious. Wonderful place. And the many tales of hauntings make it so much more than simply scenery.
Back in the 60s, before the bridge, there was only the ferry. You did not want to miss the last ferry back on a Saturday. If you did, then you were trapped until Monday. And there was nothing to do on Sunday.
My Scottish ghost story is mostly about my late dog, Hamish, we were on holidays in Dumfries and Galloway and walked around Loch Trool, as we approached Bruce’s stone which marked the spot where Bruce’s 300 strong army defeated 1500 English Hamish refused to walk, nothing could get him to walk, he was looking up the hill terrified, there’s conifers there now but the poor boy was on his belly crawling along, whites of his eyes showing, I picked him up, ex partner was laughing but he didn’t get it, after a few hundred yards he was ago and walked merrily enough.
Watch the whole interview! It's amazing. Premonitions eh? A schoolfriend of mine said they used to have some friends of her parents, a married couple over for tea most Sundays. One Sunday night as they were about to leave her mother was helping the male friend on with his coat and as she did so she had a sudden urge to give him an almighty hug, (Which came as a big shock to everyone , especially the guy in question) then as they closed the front door she burst into tears and said "I'm never going to see him again!" Later that week the man in question dropped dead of a heart attack.😧
My husband was working on a construction site and whilst eating his lunch, he saw the shadow of a man fall down a ladder. On checking, there wasn't anyone there IRL but he was very disturbed by the sighting. The next day a man fell down the ladder and was paralysed....
I was a kid when I started seeing and knowing things others didn’t. I thought everyone else was like me. Didn’t take long to realize I was different. My grandma explained that it’s second sight. Apparently it passed to me from both grandmothers. Scared the crap outta me when I knew someone was about to die. I also got omens before disasters. The premonitions bothered me most. I also had visionary dreams that would happen within 3 days. Say what you will, ghosts are real. Too many encounters to list here. I’m American and have traced family to Perthshire and other Scottish places as well as Ulster Scots. I would love to see Scotland someday though I doubt I ever could. I try to keep an open mind about stories and other peoples experiences. Perhaps the scientists will prove someday that dimensions of time coexist and occasionally overlap. Until then, I wish you blessings in this new year and love and laughter in your life, ❤ Brenda P
Mark, if I ever get the opportunity, I’ll make the trip. I feel a visceral connection with Scotland. I believe in reincarnation, so maybe I lived there before. Maybe it’s ancestral memory. I need to win the lottery and come visit for a long while. 😁❤️Brenda
I am of Scottish descent, and my grandmother was said to have something of the 'second sight'. I never heard any specific stories from her. But - if the second sight skips a generation (as I have heard said) - my eldest sister has had some incidences of what might be called second sight. Most definitely was on one day, when she was at university in Cape Town. This was in the mid-1970s when her boyfriend (and future husband) was an officer in the Rhodesian African Rifles. The Rhodesian Bush War was underway. My sister, while about 2000 km from Rhodesia, was talking to a friend when she suddenly had a crystal clear vision of one of her boyfriend's best friends - another officer in the RAR, whom she had met and liked - lying on his back, shot in several places, and dead. It turns out the friend, Norman, was killed in a terrorist ambush at about that moment. My sister could even say where he had been shot, as was confirmed later. I don't understand such things. But, from my sister's experience... there are more things in heaven and earth than are dreamt in our philosophy.
Man and woman became one, they have shared experience even from long distance. During the war, many women in my country knew exactly, when their husband died, long before they received official information.
My Mother passed away in 2010. Mom was in the house at rest, my father was at our house over night before the day of funeral. Flowers were delivered early in the morning but the florist couldn’t get an answer from knocking on the door so she knocked on neighbours door. The neighbour said that my father was up because she could hear him in the kitchen! Unknowingly that my dad was at our house. A true story.
in the early 2000s i was riding my brand knew Vespa in the afternoon. i was a good two minutes away from a set of traffic lights and at the end of the road lays a road junction joining onto another road. being a good two minuets before i rode upto the set of lights something externally came into my mind saying very clearly don't pass the green light. when i reached the set of lights i was first one up to the light with cars queuing right behind me waiting for the light to turn green. when the green light turned on i moved gingerly forward moving only 3 yards and stopped well before i crossed over into the other section of road. i waited momentarily even though i had clear right of way to move forward. i took note of the warning i received earlier and waited a few seconds when to my left was an early 1980s bmw being driven by a driver concentrating on his phone more that where he was going. on his side of the road he drove though a red light to my left. now if i had not listened to that warning intended for that moment in time i would have ended up under thee wheels of an early 1980s bmw considering at the junction vehicles movements on the left side of the junction are concealed from view by the way the road is designed. meaning you can only see cars movements on the right and not the left. so something that day really saved me without any doubt.
and the other funny thing that happened at that moment was as the bmw passed through the red light in front of me. the driver behand me had seen me stop for no apparent reason on a green light. then saw the bmw with no prior warning cross before us on a red a red light. his face in my bike mirror said how the heck did he, meaning myself know that was going to happen. i bet that driver told that story to others over the years who ever that driver behind me was.
@harbourwoodlandvisitor2445 Fascinating. Thanks for sharing that. In 2009 I was driving south on a 4-lane freeway (I-5) in Tacoma. It was raining. I was catching up with a semi truck that was in the lane on my right. I suddenly heard a voice in my head say "DON'T PASS THAT TRUCK." So I let off the accelerator pedal and stayed behind the truck. Less than 10 seconds later that truck began to jack-knife after he slammed on his brakes to avoid rear-ending a car that had suddenly slowed in front of him. The trailer he was pulling swung into my lane -- where I would have been had I not slowed down. Then the trailer swung to the right, pushing a car off the freeway and into a sloping grassy embankment where it experienced a hard landing but came to rest relatively unharmed. Had I not slowed down when warned, I would have been pushed to the left into the Jersey barrier at 60 mph, or possibly over the barrier into oncoming traffic. In any case, it's likely I would have been severely injured or killed. A few years later I was reading a book called "Hello From Heaven!" by Bill Guggenheim. There is an account in that book that is almost identical to my experience. I was amazed. These kinds of incidents occur more frequently than we assume. Like NDE's, a lot of experiencers have learned to keep quiet because of the ridicule they are subjected to by mean-spirited skeptics.
Please do a video on The Ghost Of Montrose. It is perhaps one of Scotland's most famous hauntings. Interestingly incoming RAF personnel were given a lecture on what to expect, so common were the sightings. A couple of RAF Regiment personnel fled their post one night in WW2 on the apparition's appearance. Their Commanding Officer refused to have them charged. Deserting your post is a pretty serious offence, the more so in war time.
Events which turn out to be traumatic move like waves before it. I had dreams of accidents 6 yrs before they happened. Or, looking at a building and knowing that it was going to come down as when I saw the Twin Towers. That morning I dreamed that I was flying in a circle around the towers. I woke to a phone call from a friend saying that a plane had flown into the building. Later on, I saw footage of the plane circling the tower before it struck. When something is very big, many people feel it, see it, and dream about it. I am not surprised. This story confirms what I have known for many years.
Great story thank you. We bought an old property two years ago to restore, the property dates back to 1640. The property hadn't been lived in previous to us for at least 8 years. The second night we were there we heard someone or something whistling a tune quite clearly, it just abruptly stopped. Since that night over these past two years during the day and in the middle of the night we have heard footsteps, whispering, humming/singing. We have also heard the sound of two females chatting but always faint and difficult to make out what is actually being said ! We had a friend call round one bright summers day , while they enjoyed a cuppa they suddenly jumped and turned round sharply, when asked what was wrong they said they heard two people walking up behind them chatting away, the strange thing is three other people were all there and none of us heard it ! The property is isolated but nevertheless has the most wonderful warm feeling. Before experiencing this first hand, had someone told me they were experiencing this phenomena, I would have thought yea sure vivid imagination !
Very interesting story. I've experienced something very similar, again in a house which has a very welcoming feeling and not at all spooky. Thanks for sharing
My brother and sister-in-law bought an old house in Nova Scotia. I came to visit for a week one summer and because they were rather young and newly married, they didn't have much furniture. I slept in the guest bedroom which consisted of a futon on the floor and nothing else. I went to bed one night and started drifting off to sleep when I heard/sensed that something was being placed on the pillow beside me. The house was quite rural and there was no outside light coming in. The room was pitch black and I could see nothing. I quickly sat up thinking it was a rat that was running around the room, but then I felt "pressure" on my cheek as I sat there on the futon. It wasn't warm nor cold, just pressure. Well, I almost jumped out of my skin and I rushed the light switch and fumbled to find it. Eventually I switched it on. As you would suspect, nothing was there. I did sleep with the light on the rest of the night. Well, a year passed and I started to rationalize it away, the pressure was probably a weird muscle spasm, it was also incredibly dark and I was drifting off to sleep so it could have been my mind playing tricks on such a quiet and sensory deprived situation. However, that following summer my mother and her friend were babysitting in my brother's house. My mother was in the master bedroom and her friend was in the guest room with the futon. One night my mother awoke hearing her friend screaming. The same thing happened to my mother's friend, although this time she felt someone slip under the blanket with her. According to how it felt against her body, she believed it was the size of a child. I'm now a believer that there is something we really don't understand about the nature of reality. Is it lost souls, travelling to other dimensions, echoes of other people's memories, who knows, but something is going on. Also, I'm wondering whether the Scots, living and the dead, are genetically predisposed to "participate" in the supernatural.
I've read alot of ghost stories/hauntings...in quite a few cases the ghosts are previous inhabitants or Tennants of the house.. Might be an idea if your so inclined. To research the history of the house. Sometimes a tragic accident or death causes weird things to happen afterwards.. Could be child death/drowning, candle fire, or people fleeing religious persecution.. Are a number of examples..
couple lads in our fishing syndicate were night fishing an old estate lake and one decided to nip into town to get some grub . He was quite a while coming back and said to his mate he had met the farmers wife on the estate and had been chatting to her. When the farmer came by in the morning to ask how the fishing was the lad mentioned how he had been speaking to his wife the previous night. The farmer then told him his wife had been dead for some years....
It's like "The Signal-Man" ghost story by Charles Dickens: a warning of a future tragedy when the signalman's telegraph bell would ring by itself and a ghostly train would come through the nearby tunnel, until the signalman was hit by a train in the tunnel, whereupon the apparitions ended.
Reminds me of the following : mother in law , widow , decided to move to a smaller house , our family moved into her house . A few weeks later she told me that it might happen an old confused man would come to the door . Thought nothing of it , not much was said . But it happened : an old somewhat confused man rang the doorbell , wanted to phone a taxi to take him home . He was let in , after asking where he had to go , it became apparent he was no more than 200 yards from the "old peoples home" where he lived . I gave directions , no need for a taxi , that was it . When I later told mother in law the old confused man she'd spoken about had indeed come to the door , she remembered nothing , insisted she had never told me such thing . I'm half Scottish by the way ....
While staying in a hotel in Rome approx 5 yrs ago, it was a converted monastery, hundreds of years old, my wife and I witnessed Orbs floating in the room and the sound of a teaspoon tapping the tea cup that was on our bedside table..
Wow, what a great story. My life has been filled with things like this. My mother's, too. She drove the same road to and from work every day, and would pass a line of dying trees, sitting close to the road. She often had visions and fears of the trees falling. After years of these visions, she and all of her work mates were let out of work early for the coming holiday weekend. As she sat at a red light on that road, a tree fell on her car. Luckily it caught the phone lines on the way down and only smashed the back half. She was unharmed but very shaken, and her car totaled. She does not drive that road anymore.
@@ayahuascaayahuasca6404 She's had many others. Frank Sinatra's death. The earthquake in Oakland CA. A recent train wreck in our neighborhood. That tree could have fallen on anyone. But she had the vision of it, and it fell on her. It could have fallen any time of day. But it fell when she was let out of work early. If she had left work at usual time, it would have missed her. The road was bumper to bumper traffic, icy from the weather, and moving very slowly. Sitting at a red light in string of cars, it fell on her. Sure, it could have fallen on anyone. But, it didn't. By the way, I asked her about it again last night. She said I was mistaken. The trees were not dying.
Thankyou Neil i lived in Scotland with late husband Andrew many years ago we visited alot of places in Scotland beautiful places to go too alot of history in Scotland and Ghost stories too
N.S is the strongest first minister Scotland ever had, its so sad the way she was slandered. I'm from Ireland, born in UK and I reilly admired her, as a woman and as a leader.
I experienced a ‘strange’ vehicle in Cornwall. There were no turn offs or buildings or trees on a double lane country road. I saw a red car in my rear view mirror (as did my wife) it pulled out to overtake, which I saw in my wing mirror. When I looked across to see the car it was gone! Not in any mirrors or visible to the naked eye. I am a sceptic, but couldn’t explain this one away. This occurred in the afternoon on a clear, dry day.
I have also seen something similar, but my sighting was in the dark around 9.30pm. I was driving along an open stretch of road that had no turn offs, or lay by or anything . Then suddenly out of nowhere these headlights appeared in my mirror, I asked my passenger to turn around and have a look, they saw it but couldn't make out the car or see any people, because of the lights, then suddenly it just disappeared. At first I thought it was someone playing games by turning their lights off, but even if they had done that we would still have been able to see them because we were near street lights, and my passenger was watching, plus there was no turn offs.
That's happened to people at different parts of the country over the year's, cars and motorcycles, a woman driving near where I live had a single light of a motorbike come up to her but nothing passed and light disappeared.
I once shared a house with a woman and her 2 kids. Her boyfriend had been a biker who was killed in a bar fight. The night of the funeral the 2 children came downstairs and said daddy had waved goodbye to them. She asked them what he was wearing they said a white suit . The only time ever he wore a suit was that day.
Here, I stayed in a hotel in Portpatrick a small fishing town, we were there with a cancer charity as my brother was sick. Anyway, I went up to my room to watch tv and play with my gameboy and i had my remote fly off the bed above me as i was sitting on at the end of the bed on the floor. I went to bed that night and woke up and seen men walking in and out of my room with all the doors open my dad was sleeping in the single bed to the side of me but he was out cold, these people were dressed in 1800's clothing. We were told the hotel was indeed haunted, when we were leaving. cooolio story.
Definitely sharing this with my best friend. Traveling to Scotland together is our dream. We both have long ago Scottish Roots. We will try to behave ourselves but no guarantees! Seriously, both in our 60s so the shenanigans will be few.
My wife & I witnessed a very mysterious incident at Seven Heads Monument in the Scottish Highland where a road is bypassing between Inverness & Fort William as we shocked to see misty shadows inside tunnel further from us which we stood on bank of loch, forced us to keep away from this hideous tunnel to reach top of footpath, then got a very strange odour increasingly unpleasant around us & it made us to pray not harming us in mercy … few minutes after we felt calm not getting into fear because the spirit had been in peace with us gently … so it kept me wondering how this was happening to me in fate & then suddenly discovered this strange monument is a memorial of seven persons were beheaded that are my ancestors really a massive shock to me … plenty of haunted places are everywhere in Scotland is absolutely amazing & exciting 🙏
ikr... very hard to read. But anyway, so the 'mysterious incident' was seeing some mist, am I understanding that correctly? And smelling a decomposing rabbit probably? yawn
Me and my dad were on the rannoch moor in the early nineties and were walking to the loch to fish. We were sitting having a hot tea after walking and an older looking guy wearing old thick green trousers, a black wool buttoned up coat and a bunnet, appeared and asked if we had passed his friend. He looked really old. We said sorry, no and he only said, alright then, in a proper highland accent and walked away. He looked like a ghost from the past. We talked to each other and agreed that we never saw where he came from. About a minute later, we stood up and looked in the direction in which he walked away. He was gone. Disappeared. 😮 Anyone who has been on rannoch moor knows that its flat. No trees. Nowhere to hide. Very few walkable paths.We never saw where he came from and where he went. There was NOWHERE to hide. We got out of there fast as fuk.
Struth!! I lived on Skye for 9 years 89 99.l witnessed the car along with 2 passengers on the Broadford Elgol road late one night and wrote about it in my book Isle of Skye Shadowland. Watching Neil Oliver surprised me as l didn't know the back story, nor that the story was so well known. Listening to Neil swept me back instantly to my odd encounter.
I had many experiences like this...not visible but otherwise. My children always rolled their eyes. My husband was kind but skeptical. He died 2 years ago at home, bravely with copd and with some of us close. Since then my children have been reporting him at high school graduation, at Mass Christmas eve, and so on. He sat next to my daughter at our grandsons graduation, telling her clearly, "You didn't think I'd miss Spencer's graduation did you?" My daughter Theresa, who died at 9, came in dreams at first. She showed me how heavy and stressed it is here and people there need joyful atmospheres to feel welcome at all. And, yes, I'm Scottish Texan...Dornoch clearances and those arguing Johnstons and Scotch Irish.
Here in Savannah GA there are so many ghosts of slaves and Irish workmen and such it's just normal. We have a pirates house near the river with an underground tunnel to the small dock. The pirates would kidnap children from bars and streets and drug them, taking them through the tunnels to their ships for use as sex slaves or cabin boys. The cabin boy in Robert Louis Stevenson's "Kidnapped" is one. This tunnel is open to the public for a fee and is scary as hell. George Whitfield, the Methodist preacher was a friend of Ben Franklin and they wanted to build an orphanage. Franklin wanted it in Philadelphia but when Whitefield told him about the mortal danger of the kids in Savannah, Franklin agreed to let the funds be used here. The orphanage is still here, a private school now, called Bethesda. It's on CZcams.
This is very plausible in my mind. It is a painfully tragic event and shock waves ripple through time and it can very well be in all directions and dimensions of space/time.
I had a premonition of the Granville Train Accident in 1977. Granville is a suburb of Sydney. It was a warning to stay away from the area. Why? That hot January morning of the accident, my older brother dropped me off at Parramatta station to catch the train into Sydney, and a friend was going to catch the same train at Strathfield and join me on the way in. I caught the very train BEFORE the Mountain’s train that killed 86 passengers. I stood amongst some of those passengers who were later killed by the collapsed bridge. I survived because I caught the train before the Mountain’s train. I was only 16 at the time. My ‘dream’ showed me a man walking along a train track that ran under a bridge, he was carrying a box of small dolls. Suddenly the tracks parted and he fell down between the train tracks. It was followed by the most horrendous crash I ever heard. On the wall near the bridge tunnel was a graffitied date, but I couldn’t read it no matter how hard I tried. But I definitely had a feeling to ‘stay away!’. That dream occurred in September 1976. The Granville Accident was 18th of January 1977. It was also my friend’s birthday!
I had heart- pounding nightmares for years, out of the blue, no reason for them, of outright disaster hitting me. Losing everything, through no fault of my own. Jolted awake, heart beating fast, petrified, and I'd lay there in bed in the middle of the night, reassuring myself, it's just a dream. "You are fine", I'd remind myself, "There is no reason for this dream, it was just a nightmare, plenty of money in the bank, you have a lucrative skill set, you are fine!". Etc. And then a massive disaster * did * hit me, and I did end up in that state. Through absolutely no fault of my own. Prerogative dreams.
There's been some work done on alleged hauntings. Apparently a lot of them happen near water (rivers, lakes, underground/buried streams). Water has some kind of recording effect, leading to images being replayed at other times. I find the possibility of a physical cause for ghost sightings absolutely fascinating.
A place I once lived at, every Sunday morning car doors would slam, and when I looked, no car would be present. I would go outside and search. Many times, there weren't even any cars nearby. That was near the sea. I don't know if being near the sea played a part.
@thelittlethingsinlife239 Quartz has piezoelectric properties, it develops a static electric charge when stressed (bent or twisted or compressed). That's probably why there were strange rainbow effects in the sky when they had that monster 8-Richter-scale earthquake in China 10-15 yes ago.
My mum told us about a similar story with her cousin Rena, who was married for a long time to a man called Bill who every Sunday enjoyed going out fishing on his motorcycle with a friend. On this particular Sunday they were travelling to the turning point that led to the river when suddenly a black car appeared out of nowhere and drove very fast towards them, they managed to swerve to avoid it. But stopped after to say what a crazy driver that was. However oddly enough they couldn’t find the turning in the road after that and ended up coming home and told Rena about the experience. Bill then sold his bike and bought a car, but a year later, he decided to buy another motorcycle and take a trip to go fishing again. Sadly he lost his life in a car crash around the same spot they had seen the black car a year earlier. However this isn’t the end of the story, because after his funeral Rena was at home with her son and daughter in law in the sitting room when they heard a key in the latch and the front door opening and the familar sound of Bill’s hob nail boots walk down the hallway. The cat who had been asleep in the living room quickly got up and went to the door and began hissing, when they opened the living room door there was no one there, but the cat ran outside through the front door. The son and his wife went off to look for the cat, but Rena stayed there believing it was Bill who had come back to say a final goodbye.
I was on holiday in Wales with a group of friends and we were in a pub late one night talking ghost stories. A friend jokingly asked if anyone had ever had sex with a ghost. An old man at the bar said that he had. He came and sat with us and my friend said tell us about the ghost you had sex with. “Ghost” he said “I thought you said goat”
There was a dreadful train crash at Moorgate station in London back in the 1970s and it has been reported that some workmen there saw several apparitions of another workman disappearing through a wall in the weeks/days leading up to the crash. This was claimed by some people to be a premonition of the disaster.
I got er indoors to buy your new ghost book about British ghosts as I used to always get ghost books from the library as a boy, I'm now 61 , will be 62 on Burns day 25th january , I can't read for long periods because of my Alzheimer's, but I got your book for my Christmas, & I've finished it days ago, thanks for writing this wonderful book, blessings from Glasgow
My son saw my mum (McBurney - old Scottish highlander family) two weeks after she passed away. He also heard a banshee almost two weeks before she passed. He is on the autism spectrum and I do wonder if that had something to do with it.
My daughter used to see the dogs we had lost when she was very small. I saw the ghost of a small child when I was in my 20’s. I wasn’t scared, just very surprised .
I just found a newspaper report of the Kyleakin tragedy online. It happened on 13 April 1959. The car was not an Austin but a Sunbeam Rapier. The colour was not mentioned.
This story reminds me of a childhood holiday. My mother's family were crofters from the Isle of Harris. We would spend our summer holidays at the family croft which was situated by the shore. My maternal great grandmother used to live in a house about two hundred meters up the hill. It was a burnt out ruin when i was there, but one day i asked some innocent question and my gran's face turned white before she composed herself and regaled the following story. Her husband, my grandfather had been out in his boat, setting nets when he looked up to see said house on fire, he immediately returned to shore and ran up the hill to help out etc. When he got to the house the place was fine, no sign of fire gutting the place. This happened again, with the same results. He returned to shore, ran up the hill, but there was no sign of any fire. Not long after said house was completely gutted by fire, fortunately my great grand parents escaped but everything was destroyed. My grandmother was visably shaken when she told this tale and my grandfather refused to speak of it again.
Until Neil Oliver mentioned it I hadn't realised that he is Scottish 😲😳🤣🤣👍✌️💜 I've heard of the black car - there are other similar cases, it's a bit like the fictional "The Signalman" (Charles Dickens) in many ways. Then there's the numerous time slip stories such as the infamous one from near to the town of Montelimar, France. As an aside. When my dad was driving in Scotland (late 1970s/early 1980s) for work, up hill and down dale, with lots of dips in the road, he and his buddy (a colleague and trusted family friend) saw a lady in "1800s costume" walking across the road from farm to field (opposite). When they got to the spot the farm was derelict, and there was no one in the field. When they got to their digs, the next pub, later that evening they recounted their story to the landlord and he basically said "oh so you've seen her too - many travellers have". I don't think it was an intelligent haunting per se, but more akin to an action replay a memory, a tape, playing over and over. Certain types of stone in buildings (especially quartz/lime stone), also certain types of rock strata, capture repetitive acts, or great anguish, such as battles - Gettysburg springs to mind (although at Gettysburg there are intelligent hauntings too). Then there's the question of time itself and whether or not it's truly linear. The quantum of the possible, all things in the universe are thus possible. It has to be remembered that our eyes can only see very specific ranges of light and similarly our ears can only hear certain frequencies. Animals likewise but different frequencies. Perhaps like a radio from time to time we can "tune" into other worlds and times?
On three occasions I have seen and heard a TV and two radios burst into sound.....whilst unplugged. ...the tv ..emitting a deafening white noise and the radios similar. Humans only hear the noise but what would other creatures hear?.
@@bingbong7316 Also the great lost Nigel Kneale play 'The Road' from 1964. I wish someone would do a remake of that one - perhaps as a Christmas Ghost Story.
Inanimate objects are strange! I witnessed a coracle boat in the middle of the longest narrow boat tunnel in uk . It had a gas lamp for light and was unmanned in the middle of the tunnel? My friend saw it also and we passed it side by side with our own narrow boat . It was so real I never thought to think it may be a ghost ship . So real I felt I could have jumped in and manned it myself . It wasn’t until passing it and moving forward did I realise what I had just seen ? This took place in the middle of the blisworth canal tunnel 20 years ago
Interesting- my mother, who was Irish, spent a summer in Scotland in the 1950s - she stayed at a hotel with her sister. They would hear people talking, dancing, partying etc at night. When they went to the concierge to talk about the noise, they were told there were no other guests there. They ended up finding a priest who came and exorcised the place. Needless to say, they left the hotel lol. This reminded me of her story.
@mind5403 yep - I’m just making that up for the hell of it. And my mother was a liar - thanks bud. I can’t remember the exact details ( she’s passed on a while ago ) but I can assure you my mother wasn’t lying. So fuck off
@mind5403 First of all; you realize you are accusing my mother of being a liar; which she was not. Secondly; there are such things as small, family run hotels. And yes; I don’t have all the details; and my mother passed on a while ago so I can’t inquire with her. However - she told us the story a couple of times; and each time she looked unsettled by it/ she said she was there while the priest blessed the place and she felt very uncomfortable during the process. So regardless of what you think; something did happen- oh yes - she also said the priest was very matter of fact about the whole thing; as perhaps there had been some disturbances there prior to my Mother’s stay. I’m somewhat familiar with the Eighfold Path ( your image has a Buddha) and I would not knowingly break the one about Right Speech; cheers
Been to Scotland 2 times, stayed in Berwick and visited Glasgow, Sterling,Inverness, Ayr, Edinburgh Newcastle. Most friendly people I've met and a truly lovely place.
Berwick and Newcastle are in England. Although Berwick is on the border of Northern England and Scotland. In Berwick they do have a slight Scottish burr but Newcastle and Northumbria are definitely Geordie❤
There was a Nigel Kneale (Quatermass) television ghost story called The Road, where the inhabitants of a small 18th century village are plagued by ghostly apparitions, which turned out to be cars fleeing a future nuclear strike.
Fascinating.. my mother saw a small white boy aged about 4 yrs old sitting in a tree about 2am staring at her. The tree in a garden of an old children's home..also witnessed by the taxi driver who brought her home..when she got home she woke me up as she was absolutely petrified.
What if time isn't really linear, just our perception of it is? A bit like if you play a movie on dvd, the whole movie is on that disc, but we can only perceive it in a linear fashion.
Strange for sure, foretelling, a warning perhaps. I was about 14 and was standing at the bottom of our dusty track road at a place called Tullyfergus, near Alyth. I heard horses hooves and a horse driven carriage with two men on top, wearing top hats thundered past me. The driver was holding a whip. It disappeared as fast as it had appeared right before my very eyes. 👀 Can't remember if it had 2 or 4 horses, so long ago. Not my first encounter with spooky happenings. My husband heard a whole Roman Legion marching behind him when we lived at Forres. 👻👀
As an English man I’d love to meet Neil, he’s such an engaging character and love his stuff on mainstream TV… I spend a lot of time in Scotland and despite our auld rivalry I have to say the Scots are very genuine, friendly, generous and humourous people I’ve met.
@@michaelyates5976 🤔 It’s friendly rivalry nowadays, but In the past it was battle’s like Bannockburn 1314, Jacobite risings 1715 & 1745, Culloden, Prestonpans and Wembley 1967 when Scotland beat England 2-3. Little things like that. 😉
Stirling Castle is supposed to be very haunted, dose he talk about that, I've seen a photo a tourist took of their family member there and someone in armour was standing next to them, was supposed to be a ghost.
I’ve had a number of premonitions, once a friend was standing in front of me and I just new he was going to die on Halloween, and I thought to myself, what a ridiculous thing to think, of all the times, and I totally discounted it, even tho I’ve had things like that happen enough to take them seriously, but he seemed in perfect health, yet that year he did indeed die on that day.
I believe I had a premonition of 9/11 & 7/7 attacks. .. Around mid 1992 It was morning & I was just coming round with my eyes still closed. .. then I saw a flash; I could see the view out of a plane window.. the view was Skyscrapers.. .. I did think it may be New York but wasn't sure. .. About 3 months later, again just coming too, from sleeping all night. Another flash, This time a man standing behind a lecturn making a public announcement... .. This time I distinctively knew it was American. .. That's all I had.. I didn't realise until about 3 months after 9/11 what it meant .. .. Two weeks before 7/7 attacks. I had a dream about winning the lottery... I could see myself watching the national lottery show. I saw the number 7 with the animated ring around it..just the number 7. I got all excited thinking I was going to win something. But again as soon as I saw the announcement on TV of the 7/7 bombings I immediately remembered the lottery dream... Sadly not had any similar experiences. Maybe that's a good thing .....?
@@margretsims1322 I remember years ago, just before Micheal Jackson died, I would hear them talk about his upcoming world tour on the radio, and a colleague at work had bought tickets, and every time I heard about it, I just had such a strong feeling he wasn’t going to make it, was never even a fan! I wonder if maybe our subconscious picks up on things that bypasses out conscious mind, I do believe in a spiritual side and I think psychic phenomenon is possible, but I also think that sometimes our minds our more capable than we are aware of and it’s that subconscious side that is trying to alert us to information that would be hard to decipher consciously.
I’m American with Scottish heritage. My grandfather, my father, his sister, myself, and three of my daughters have so many stories of our experiences with Second Sight, from having our lives saved to just knowing things. I wonder what there is about Scottish heritage that contributes to it. My heritage is through the Taylors of the Highlands, a sept of the Cameron Clan.
My family originally came from Skye before we moved to the US and Canada. I love learning about the land of my forefathers although from what I hear Scotland is as bad and loonie left as Canada is under Trudeau. In both countries people are getting huge fines for telling a joke.
I think like the rest of the UK our leadership are complete headbangers obsessed by social media not reality. Most Jocks Irish Welsh and English are pretty based in their beliefs. We are being led like a prize bull by a ring through our nose tugged on a small amount of complete arseholes devoid of reality or common sense.
Canada is headed towards Communism faster than us but you guys get a lot better summers so every cloud has a silver lining etc lol . Google the SNPs Named Guardian Bill - basically a blatant Communist attempt to sever the parent / child relationship. Most Scots don't know anything about these slimey Commie tactics but the SNP were told to GTF (get tae fk) what the SNP seem to forget is that they can bribe X amount of tbe population with freebies but what they don't realise is that we are overall socially conservative. Look at Srurgeon , couldn't answer what a woman was and that was her out the door and on her arse . Absolute clowns 🤡
Yep , thats true , you have to be careful , although the woke and lefties can say whatever they like and if you say anything they call you all sorts of names and try to discredit you for having an opinion ,
bless you Neil I have family connection to scotland and i lived on Skye a beautiful place with many odd places to see.with beautiful views.i miss the place and i had heard of this black car.thankfully never seen it.thank you for this,
I have heard of people hearing but not seeing it . Also, people seeing wee car lights at night and the sound of a wee car but then the lights and the sound apparently just disappear .
Yes but some people are born with highly developed abilities. My handyman who is very practical and down to earth sees shadow people in his home, can see ghosts and is able to lock doors by telepathy. He is one of six children and has one sister who has the same gifts. His other siblings do not.
I truly believe that. I've had minor premonitions/portents for many years. I often find myself humming a song I haven't heard for a long time. Then I'll switch on a radio not long afterwards and the song is playing. I too believe we have untapped psychic powers.
Yes totally get this it speaks to the nature of time I honestly think emotion and love and intense feelings, especially around grief and regret can warp time back on itself. I’ve had visitation dreams that have given me warnings about events of the future that totally turned out to happen including exact locations
I lived in Scotland for almost 8 years, I was always dismissed when I was talking about 'energies' and the metaphysics...I also lost contact with my spiritual side over there. However, it was more than evident to me that there was a furtherness under the surface. I found Scots being more on the hands-on-prgmatic side of life rather than contemplative. Probably they didn't wat to talk about those stuff with me, a stranger, a foreigner...
Never been there but would love to visit. I served in a Canadian Scottish infantry regiment; loved marching to the pipes & drums, stirred one's blood and martial spirit.
I'm an Englishman who served in the Scots guards in my 20,s and loved marching behind the pipes and drums, they stir something in your soul for sure. Maybe I have Gaelic ancestry in my distant past I don't know but I love all things Scottish.
@@catherineorr7914 I loved serving with the jocks great lads just like Geordie. Never had a cross word with any of them, the only ones I did happened to be English. Cockneys or scousers.
That's fascinating. There are definitely more things in heaven and earth than are dreamed of in anyone's philosophy. Oddly, my father has had some peculiar experiences himself, and all in Scotland (He's an Edinburgh man) the strangest being when he stayed with his schoolfriend in North Berwick in the early 2000s. It was at a complex of sheltered accommodation and, when the doorbell rang, you could see who was on your doorstep via a screen. If there was nobody there there was just a view of a wall and the door opposite. One day there the doorbell rang and my dad looked at the screen to see who was there, but instead of a person and the usual view of the housing complex, there was instead an image of the high street with cars and people moving. My father stared at it, interested because the cars were ones he remembered from his childhood. He called his friend who also saw the image. After about a minute Dad switched everything off and on again and the image returned to normal. Later Dad stood outside and realised that the image is exactly what would have been visible before the houses had been built. He still swears it was North Berwick more like it was in his youth. I have no idea what he saw, it wasn't frightening, but it really did seem as the camera picked up the past rather the present, just for a few moments.
@@Liz-sn1mm I wonder if ghosts are images from the past recorded somehow. Oddly, I'm a fantasy writer and one the main concepts I use is that memories are never gone or forgotten, they seep into the fabric of the world and can be watched again. After using this in my books since the early 2000s, I then find out this is an actual theory - the Stone Tape theory (based on a 1972 horror/supernatural film) But it makes utter sense to me.
Had a friend who moved to Kyle and 10 of us made the journey to visit him up there all the way from bristol.the evening's entertainment was the hotel/ pub and the drinking was of olympic class until we somehow made it back to the digs .the locals where most entertaining and full of the most wonderful stories.......
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The peoples of the olde ways have always been aware of the energies of beings and life aware of the energies of nature you'll all feel a storm coming, it cannot be of nature and natural law this beast that will enslave us ,everything it/they do is held in secrecy by a club of paedophiles, none will come out and say against the club, best wishes to all
Scotland's Most Eerie Ghost Story Reported By Thousands | Neil Oliver Reveals 3.1.24 the wee black cah...cat.....calf? like the wee brown dog Glasgow tale?
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We had the awful task of telling an elderly lady that her husband had died in hospital. Her reply was that she knew because he had woken her up at 05.30 to say goodbye. We found out later that morning that he had died just before 05.30. Life is eternal and love immortal. 🙏
Our grandson was about 7, one day he was playing and out of the blue he told he’s mother that nanna Ada ( maternal great grandmother) was at the door, she went to the door and there wasn’t anyone there, as she closed the door the phone rang and she got the news that Ada had just passed away. She asked her son about seeing Ada, and he said she came to say goodbye. Ada lived 600 kilometres away.🇦🇺
I have been visited by recently departed loved ones as well
I also have had a similar thing happen. Neighbour had had heart-attacks, and then was in hospital for quite some time. One evening, footsteps, sound was clear as a whistle, unmistakable, I said a prayer to forgive him and then never heard it again. Next morning neighbour's family told me he passed away that evening, and it was like I got told by a spirit before they were told by the hospital.
My grandad spoke to one his sailor friends one night on deck of his Navy ship , only to find out off the lads that he died the night before, (he went overboard in a Storm.)
My great grandmother had 8 children. The eldest, John, when he was 20, one day went to work. About an hour later he came back, my great gran thought, to fetch something he'd forgotten. She saw him at the kitchen door, and asked him why he was back home. He just looked at her and disappeared from her sight. She thought," that's odd"! Then later she was told by police that he had been in an accident on his bike and had been killed. He came back to say goodbye to her! This was around 1910. I still have the Christening robe that was handmade for him, and all my 3 children and 5 grandchildren have been baptised in it!! Myself too and mom plus many cousins .
I farted so hard once that I swear it was either a ghost of the curry I just ate,or the copious amounts of beer I drank the night before...whacked my pants right out,almost caused a wet brown fear...parp!!
I'm not scared of ghosts, I'm scared of flesh & blood monsters of the establishment 😳
Agree. So many ppl are scared of ghosts, don’t understand why. It’s the living you should be scared of
People are much more frightening!...
My father always told me that I had nothing to fear from the dead. It was the living I needed to fear.
Nor me and do not have a real fear of them as they fear us much more
Personally, in my own experience and ‘investigations’, it’s demons not ghosts that people are experiencing. Demons and angels are around all of us, all of our lives….they know us better than anyone. So when a person dies and people think that they are seeing their deceased loved one, yes, and no. Yes, I believe that your loved one will still be here for a short time after the funeral….and no, demons are impersonating your loved one after that…..trying to entice you to get closer to it, or open portals by having seances, etc. They know everything about your loved one and are great impersonators. Be careful.
My Dad had just died and my sister and I, who had just been to the hospital in Dundee, Scotland, were sitting in Dads house. My sister was doing a lot of talking, mainly woe is me and how bad her life was at that time, I just listened to her talk not really focused, when all of a sudden I felt this warm energy come through the back of my neck and my voice speaking to her, but it wasn't me, 'Dad said not to worry and he is sending his love to you now' as I said that I felt the warm energy leave me through my left side and flow over to her, she had stopped talking , understandably, and as I looked at her saying the message she recoiled into her seat holding her stomach saying ' OMG I felt that'. I kid you not. Sounds daft talking about it here but it happened. There is much more to the world that we can't see.
What a beautiful visitation and confirmation
An addition to that story Neil: My mother had a very disturbing dream the night before she and three of us, her children were due to go to Skye from Inverness the following day. In this nightmare she had a feeling of "being overwhelmed by water". It was so disturbing that we did not go the following day as had been planned. The next day we heard of the tragedy at Kyleakin. A premonition?
If it walks and talks like a premonition.
It's a premonition.
Youse made a good a decision.
@@alanmcbride6658totally Jungian.
@@garyfrancis6193Watch the video!
Interesting. Could there be a link between past present and future? Some people have premonitions of future events. Makes one think of time itself.
Never ignore a premonition…..Never !
My dad had incurable cancer and came home to live out his last months. He had suffered a lot in life, had pains since childhood, but was a kind and thoroughly decent man, with a great sense of humour. When he passed away, I had an intense feeling of happiness come over me - not from me, but as though it was like in the air almost. I never said anything because it seemed so inappropriate to say I felt this, and I was of course deeply saddened to lose him. But when his McMillan Nurse arrived later, she spoke to my sister. A few days passed, when my sister told me, that the Nurse, a lovely level headed woman, mentioned to her, that as she was driving up the little road to our house, she just knew my Dad was gone, and she experienced what she described as an uplifting happy feeling.
This happened to me when I lost the love of my life. Its a feeling that's hard to describe. You are so overcome by grief that your rational mind can't understand where this euphoria is coming from but you can't rationalise it. It's like you have been gathered into a soft cloud of unconditional love.
It has seriously changed my life. I know there is something else to come after this.
It seems your dad had many enemies. I'm sorry for your loss
My father died when I was 16 years old and some years later when I was 30 I was diagnosed with M.S and it hit me pretty hard by 32 I was losing hope and a stay at home dad with legs that are failing , until one night in bed I felt what I tought was my daughter getting on the bed and when I sat up to ask what she was doing , I saw my dad just sitting on the end of the bed looking at me and all he said was YOUR NOT DONE YET SON . The next day I felt strong mighty if you will and now at 51 I'm still walking no sticks no meds no new scaring in 15 years and all thanks to my dad . I love you dad ❤
I felt this too when I was with my mother when she transcended. So did my sister, and again when we were trying to hold it together at her funeral. It calmed us immediately. Bliss and peace. So wonderful.
This happened to myself and my wife the afternoon my father in law died after a battle with cancer. We were driving along and both got overwhelmed and surrounded by this feeling of peace and happiness.
He’d died at that exact moment.
I believe I owe my wife's life to a supernatural intervention. Just before we were to be married we had a few relationship problems... It looked like we would split up. My wife took it very badly and was planning to take her own life. Whilst preparing to do so she became aware of a lady in white with long dark hair standing by the wall of her bedroom. She said she could not see her feet only the skirting board. After a few moments looking at each other the lady said "Everything will be alright." And faded away... Now after 43 years of marriage I tend to agree and give thanks...
I was wakened up at 3:00am & nobody was there. I heard a voice saying pray for your mother. I turned the lights on and looked around my apartment, it was empty. I heard the voice again. Well, I got to my knees & prayed for my mother. Four hours later my father phoned me to say my mother had passed away at 3:00am that morning. They lived 2000 miles away. I had never heard voices before or afterwards.
This reminds me of a more modern story. One evening a number of motorists on the A3 in Guildford called the emergency services to report they had witnessed a car accident, spotting its headlights leaving the road erratically at speed. Police went to investigate, and discovered the car in undergrowth, its deceased drivers remains at the wheel. But the strange thing is the driver and car had been reported missing exactly a year before. True story!
I can vouch for this, it happened just before the Burpham exit.
Yes, I remember reading about that.
Do you have registration stickers on your license plates , and were they checked on this car to see if they were expired , being that it was a year later ? This world confirm the one rear lapse . Or anything that was dated in the car - ads , newspaper , envelopes with date stamps , etc .
I just had a weird experience with UFO’s… and managed to capture them as they flew off. In Cardiff, Wales. There were lots of them. I’ve just uploaded the vid to my shorts, and a still image in a community post.
There were at least 30. They were dancing and chasing eachother around. Then they formed a collective curve and whizzed round in a hoop over and over again. I can’t believe what I saw.
The hogs back I do believe.. about 15 years ago?
My dad told a story about an uncle of his, Uncle Mick. He was a drinker and a gambler and would have started a fight with his shadow as my dad put it. After a night of playing cards drinking and fighting, Mick was walking home and walked through a field with a footpath which lead to the back of Micks house. Half way across Mick knew and felt he was being followed, not by a person but by a spiritual entity. Mick in fear started to run and he ran right up to the door never to look back, right at the last moment before opening the door he turned and threw the pack of cards he had into a small swirling tornado like fire and it burst into thin air. Uncle Mick stopped the lifestyle he lead and became a born again Christian.
I am a HUGE fan of Neil Oliver, his programmes are absolutely unmissable!
Spirit comes to those with need. I visited my gran in hospital before heading down to Newcastle with my girlfriend. It was a lovely visit where she imparted advice. On driving away, I couldn’t shake the feeling that I would be the last time I’d see her. She died that night. My mother got a call in the very early hours from my gran but dad didn’t wake and mum thought it was a dream until the hospital called to say she’d died. 2 of my sisters woke to a warm light at the bottom of their bed but their husbands didn’t wake. My other sister who didn’t like my gran at all, had no visit. I had no visit as I needed none, we had said goodbye. Life is wonderful, even the bad parts but I’m aware there’s far more going on than we see/feel.
@mind5403
That's the point
@mind5403 I’ve no intention of trying to prove anything to you or anyone else. Watching the vid and reading the comments reminded me of what happened and I thought I’d share that experience. What I will say is that each and every one of us will, at one point, experience something hard to explain. It’s up to you to determine what to do with that experience. Good luck.
@mind5403 He's describing an experience they had. I don't find it hard to believe at all that they had that experience. Whether or not there was light there that could be picked up by an instrument is a different question but that's not really the point anyway.
My mum is an identical twin. Christmas 2022, she had a serious accident and was in intensive care for about 10days. During this time, her identical twin unfortunately passed away. When mum recovered, I was the one to break the sad news to her. When she asked me what date did it happen, I told her “19th December Mum”. And her reply was “ it can’t have been, she was at my bedside the whole time I was in hospital “
That doesn't seem right. Wouldn't your mum have had other relatives (including you) visiting her in hospital? Wouldn't they have seen her twin sister? Your mum appears to have been awake in intensive care so wouldn't she have spoken to her sister or indicated to you or a nurse that she was there?
@@CB-xr1egPresumably if she didn’t know that her twin was dead, she would not have thought it strange that her twin stayed by her.
A few months before my mum died, we, my sister and brothers, cared for her at her apartment. She had a little bell she would use when she needed assistance for the bathroom and general things. After she died, one of our cousins and his wife rented the apartment for a few months whilst waiting for their new home to be built. My sister and I went to visit them and Adam told us that several times during their first weeks there, they heard the sound of a little bell...so we told them of the bell mum used. My sister freaked out but I thought it was wonderful.
@mind5403 You either have no clue about the paranormal world or you just like to argue. Tell me what right do you have to respond like that? Obviously you've never lost someone close to you.
@@tuesday409 Thank you kindly.
Reminds me of a similar experience I had, although there was no tragedy involved.
I was staying at a friend's house, a remote farmhouse, when I woke in the night and heard a vehicle drive down the track and pull up in the farmyard in front of the room I was in. Her father and brothers had gone to pick up a new bullock and I decided to look out of the window to see it. There was nothing there. About half an hour later I heard the same thing, but this time they were actually returning with the bullock.
I mentioned it to my friend who said quite casually 'oh yes, I forgot to tell you, that always happens when dad goes out - we always hear him come back about half an hour before he actually gets here'
The writer Colin Wilson discusses this phenomena in his book Afterlife. He claims the father must go into a light trance imagining his return home just before he sets off in real life.
As a kid growing up in Scotland, I loved the ghost stories, especially narrated by a master storyteller, and there was a lot of them who could spin a yarn, terrifying the living daylights out of us.
I was sexually abused by a ghost over many many years. I eventually gave birth in a phantom pregnancy.
We have a kid's camp in Michigan that has a tradition of a ghost. The camp chief tells the story on the last night. I first heard it at age 10. I recall every detail decades later. These things have such an importance in childhood.
We were same in Ireland my grandparents house was a haven for ghost stories wonderful memories RIP
I do believe that in Scotland it’s pronounced “Scared da levving day lats oot of oos.”
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Same here, growing up in Northern Ireland. We asked our grannie to retell the most scariest over and over again around a lovely coal fire.
Scotland is a paradise; I love the place, especially the west coast, Argyll. I have been to Skye - sadly not over the sea but over the bridge.!! The haunted places in Scotland are amazing and absolutely fascinating. And yes, I'm an Englishman. First visit in 1990, drove up from Derby to Oban on the Saturday, and the next day and all the following week, the weather was glorious. Wonderful place. And the many tales of hauntings make it so much more than simply scenery.
The weather was glorious because there were no chemtrails back then
You'll get no arguments from me on that score.@@hereiam2942
Back in the 60s, before the bridge, there was only the ferry. You did not want to miss the last ferry back on a Saturday. If you did, then you were trapped until Monday. And there was nothing to do on Sunday.
you certainly have the grammar of an English person. Very poor.
Scotland is but a pale imitation of Wales 😾😊
My Scottish ghost story is mostly about my late dog, Hamish, we were on holidays in Dumfries and Galloway and walked around Loch Trool, as we approached Bruce’s stone which marked the spot where Bruce’s 300 strong army defeated 1500 English Hamish refused to walk, nothing could get him to walk, he was looking up the hill terrified, there’s conifers there now but the poor boy was on his belly crawling along, whites of his eyes showing, I picked him up, ex partner was laughing but he didn’t get it, after a few hundred yards he was ago and walked merrily enough.
The mind boggles with what he could see or sense
Watch the whole interview! It's amazing. Premonitions eh? A schoolfriend of mine said they used to have some friends of her parents, a married couple over for tea most Sundays. One Sunday night as they were about to leave her mother was helping the male friend on with his coat and as she did so she had a sudden urge to give him an almighty hug, (Which came as a big shock to everyone , especially the guy in question) then as they closed the front door she burst into tears and said "I'm never going to see him again!" Later that week the man in question dropped dead of a heart attack.😧
yikes
My husband was working on a construction site and whilst eating his lunch, he saw the shadow of a man fall down a ladder. On checking, there wasn't anyone there IRL but he was very disturbed by the sighting. The next day a man fell down the ladder and was paralysed....
I was a kid when I started seeing and knowing things others didn’t. I thought everyone else was like me. Didn’t take long to realize I was different. My grandma explained that it’s second sight. Apparently it passed to me from both grandmothers. Scared the crap outta me when I knew someone was about to die. I also got omens before disasters. The premonitions bothered me most. I also had visionary dreams that would happen within 3 days.
Say what you will, ghosts are real. Too many encounters to list here. I’m American and have traced family to Perthshire and other Scottish places as well as Ulster Scots. I would love to see Scotland someday though I doubt I ever could. I try to keep an open mind about stories and other peoples experiences. Perhaps the scientists will prove someday that dimensions of time coexist and occasionally overlap. Until then, I wish you blessings in this new year and love and laughter in your life, ❤ Brenda P
The Fae ;)
You should try & visit someday, you will be rewarded by the spirits of your ancestors , im English & love Scotland especially out in the wilds !
Mark, if I ever get the opportunity, I’ll make the trip. I feel a visceral connection with Scotland. I believe in reincarnation, so maybe I lived there before. Maybe it’s ancestral memory. I need to win the lottery and come visit for a long while. 😁❤️Brenda
@@NanaBren Good luck Brenda , fingers crossed for you 🤞 ❤️
Have you ever encountered an entity that may not have been human?
I am of Scottish descent, and my grandmother was said to have something of the 'second sight'. I never heard any specific stories from her. But - if the second sight skips a generation (as I have heard said) - my eldest sister has had some incidences of what might be called second sight.
Most definitely was on one day, when she was at university in Cape Town. This was in the mid-1970s when her boyfriend (and future husband) was an officer in the Rhodesian African Rifles. The Rhodesian Bush War was underway. My sister, while about 2000 km from Rhodesia, was talking to a friend when she suddenly had a crystal clear vision of one of her boyfriend's best friends - another officer in the RAR, whom she had met and liked - lying on his back, shot in several places, and dead.
It turns out the friend, Norman, was killed in a terrorist ambush at about that moment. My sister could even say where he had been shot, as was confirmed later.
I don't understand such things. But, from my sister's experience... there are more things in heaven and earth than are dreamt in our philosophy.
My great-grandmother was half Scottish, people called her a witch because she had so many premonitions.
Man and woman became one, they have shared experience even from long distance. During the war, many women in my country knew exactly, when their husband died, long before they received official information.
From one Rhodie to another, "Salute"!
I could listen to this guy talk about nice stories from scotland for ages...relaxing to the brain.
Yeh just a pity about all the other wacko nonsense he comes out with
@@typhoontim125 Now you made me interested for longer interview with Neil Oliver
@@tazika2988 You do that...and ask him what medication he takes and you can take it too ...lots of it!
My Mother passed away in 2010. Mom was in the house at rest, my father was at our house over night before the day of funeral. Flowers were delivered early in the morning but the florist couldn’t get an answer from knocking on the door so she knocked on neighbours door. The neighbour said that my father was up because she could hear him in the kitchen! Unknowingly that my dad was at our house. A true story.
I knew that minister who survived the ferry accident. My late mother was good friends with his sister.
in the early 2000s i was riding my brand knew Vespa in the afternoon. i was a good two minutes away from a set of traffic lights and at the end of the road lays a road junction joining onto another road. being a good two minuets before i rode upto the set of lights something externally came into my mind saying very clearly don't pass the green light. when i reached the set of lights i was first one up to the light with cars queuing right behind me waiting for the light to turn green.
when the green light turned on i moved gingerly forward moving only 3 yards and stopped well before i crossed over into the other section of road. i waited momentarily even though i had clear right of way to move forward. i took note of the warning i received earlier and waited a few seconds when to my left was an early 1980s bmw being driven by a driver concentrating on his phone more that where he was going.
on his side of the road he drove though a red light to my left. now if i had not listened to that warning intended for that moment in time i would have ended up under thee wheels of an early 1980s bmw considering at the junction vehicles movements on the left side of the junction are concealed from view by the way the road is designed. meaning you can only see cars movements on the right and not the left. so something that day really saved me without any doubt.
That something is GOD ALMIGHTY YAHWEH ELOHIM
and the other funny thing that happened at that moment was as the bmw passed through the red light in front of me. the driver behand me had seen me stop for no apparent reason on a green light. then saw the bmw with no prior warning cross before us on a red a red light. his face in my bike mirror said how the heck did he, meaning myself know that was going to happen. i bet that driver told that story to others over the years who ever that driver behind me was.
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Fascinating. Thanks for sharing that.
In 2009 I was driving south on a 4-lane freeway (I-5) in Tacoma. It was raining. I was catching up with a semi truck that was in the lane on my right. I suddenly heard a voice in my head say "DON'T PASS THAT TRUCK." So I let off the accelerator pedal and stayed behind the truck. Less than 10 seconds later that truck began to jack-knife after he slammed on his brakes to avoid rear-ending a car that had suddenly slowed in front of him. The trailer he was pulling swung into my lane -- where I would have been had I not slowed down. Then the trailer swung to the right, pushing a car off the freeway and into a sloping grassy embankment where it experienced a hard landing but came to rest relatively unharmed. Had I not slowed down when warned, I would have been pushed to the left into the Jersey barrier at 60 mph, or possibly over the barrier into oncoming traffic. In any case, it's likely I would have been severely injured or killed.
A few years later I was reading a book called "Hello From Heaven!" by Bill Guggenheim. There is an account in that book that is almost identical to my experience. I was amazed.
These kinds of incidents occur more frequently than we assume. Like NDE's, a lot of experiencers have learned to keep quiet because of the ridicule they are subjected to by mean-spirited skeptics.
Please do a video on The Ghost Of Montrose. It is perhaps one of Scotland's most famous hauntings.
Interestingly incoming RAF personnel were given a lecture on what to expect, so common were the sightings. A couple of RAF Regiment personnel fled their post one night in WW2 on the apparition's appearance. Their Commanding Officer refused to have them charged. Deserting your post is a pretty serious offence, the more so in war time.
Events which turn out to be traumatic move like waves before it. I had dreams of accidents 6 yrs before they happened. Or, looking at a building and knowing that it was going to come down as when I saw the Twin Towers. That morning I dreamed that I was flying in a circle around the towers. I woke to a phone call from a friend saying that a plane had flown into the building. Later on, I saw footage of the plane circling the tower before it struck. When something is very big, many people feel it, see it, and dream about it. I am not surprised. This story confirms what I have known for many years.
Great story thank you. We bought an old property two years ago to restore, the property dates back to 1640. The property hadn't been lived in previous to us for at least 8 years. The second night we were there we heard someone or something whistling a tune quite clearly, it just abruptly stopped. Since that night over these past two years during the day and in the middle of the night we have heard footsteps, whispering, humming/singing. We have also heard the sound of two females chatting but always faint and difficult to make out what is actually being said ! We had a friend call round one bright summers day , while they enjoyed a cuppa they suddenly jumped and turned round sharply, when asked what was wrong they said they heard two people walking up behind them chatting away, the strange thing is three other people were all there and none of us heard it ! The property is isolated but nevertheless has the most wonderful warm feeling. Before experiencing this first hand, had someone told me they were experiencing this phenomena, I would have thought yea sure vivid imagination !
This is a place I would love to visit!!! I love a place with history.
Very interesting story. I've experienced something very similar, again in a house which has a very welcoming feeling and not at all spooky. Thanks for sharing
My brother and sister-in-law bought an old house in Nova Scotia. I came to visit for a week one summer and because they were rather young and newly married, they didn't have much furniture. I slept in the guest bedroom which consisted of a futon on the floor and nothing else.
I went to bed one night and started drifting off to sleep when I heard/sensed that something was being placed on the pillow beside me. The house was quite rural and there was no outside light coming in. The room was pitch black and I could see nothing. I quickly sat up thinking it was a rat that was running around the room, but then I felt "pressure" on my cheek as I sat there on the futon. It wasn't warm nor cold, just pressure. Well, I almost jumped out of my skin and I rushed the light switch and fumbled to find it. Eventually I switched it on. As you would suspect, nothing was there. I did sleep with the light on the rest of the night.
Well, a year passed and I started to rationalize it away, the pressure was probably a weird muscle spasm, it was also incredibly dark and I was drifting off to sleep so it could have been my mind playing tricks on such a quiet and sensory deprived situation.
However, that following summer my mother and her friend were babysitting in my brother's house. My mother was in the master bedroom and her friend was in the guest room with the futon.
One night my mother awoke hearing her friend screaming. The same thing happened to my mother's friend, although this time she felt someone slip under the blanket with her. According to how it felt against her body, she believed it was the size of a child.
I'm now a believer that there is something we really don't understand about the nature of reality. Is it lost souls, travelling to other dimensions, echoes of other people's memories, who knows, but something is going on.
Also, I'm wondering whether the Scots, living and the dead, are genetically predisposed to "participate" in the supernatural.
@@johnsmithers8913 Also rural Ireland has lots of its own stories. Maybe the Celts were more attuned to these experiences
I've read alot of ghost stories/hauntings...in quite a few cases the ghosts are previous inhabitants or Tennants of the house..
Might be an idea if your so inclined.
To research the history of the house.
Sometimes a tragic accident or death causes weird things to happen afterwards..
Could be child death/drowning, candle fire, or people fleeing religious persecution..
Are a number of examples..
couple lads in our fishing syndicate were night fishing an old estate lake and one decided to nip into town to get some grub . He was quite a while coming back and said to his mate he had met the farmers wife on the estate and had been chatting to her. When the farmer came by in the morning to ask how the fishing was the lad mentioned how he had been speaking to his wife the previous night. The farmer then told him his wife had been dead for some years....
It's like "The Signal-Man" ghost story by Charles Dickens: a warning of a future tragedy when the signalman's telegraph bell would ring by itself and a ghostly train would come through the nearby tunnel, until the signalman was hit by a train in the tunnel, whereupon the apparitions ended.
Remember that used to be on telly at Christmas time.
Just came here to listen to Neil say “wee black car” repeatedly. I wasn’t disappointed.
Reminds me of the following : mother in law , widow , decided to move to a smaller house , our family moved into her house . A few weeks later she told me that it might happen an old confused man would come to the door . Thought nothing of it , not much was said . But it happened : an old somewhat confused man rang the doorbell , wanted to phone a taxi to take him home . He was let in , after asking where he had to go , it became apparent he was no more than 200 yards from the "old peoples home" where he lived . I gave directions , no need for a taxi , that was it . When I later told mother in law the old confused man she'd spoken about had indeed come to the door , she remembered nothing , insisted she had never told me such thing .
I'm half Scottish by the way ....
That is unusual.
As for the other half dont fret no one is perfect
While staying in a hotel in Rome approx 5 yrs ago, it was a converted monastery, hundreds of years old, my wife and I witnessed Orbs floating in the room and the sound of a teaspoon tapping the tea cup that was on our bedside table..
Wow, what a great story. My life has been filled with things like this. My mother's, too. She drove the same road to and from work every day, and would pass a line of dying trees, sitting close to the road. She often had visions and fears of the trees falling. After years of these visions, she and all of her work mates were let out of work early for the coming holiday weekend. As she sat at a red light on that road, a tree fell on her car. Luckily it caught the phone lines on the way down and only smashed the back half. She was unharmed but very shaken, and her car totaled. She does not drive that road anymore.
@mind5403 Lol... what I get from it is that you're a miserable jerk. Feel better?
Indeed , that s not a premonition
@@ayahuascaayahuasca6404 She's had many others. Frank Sinatra's death. The earthquake in Oakland CA. A recent train wreck in our neighborhood. That tree could have fallen on anyone. But she had the vision of it, and it fell on her. It could have fallen any time of day. But it fell when she was let out of work early. If she had left work at usual time, it would have missed her. The road was bumper to bumper traffic, icy from the weather, and moving very slowly. Sitting at a red light in string of cars, it fell on her. Sure, it could have fallen on anyone. But, it didn't. By the way, I asked her about it again last night. She said I was mistaken. The trees were not dying.
Thankyou Neil i lived in Scotland with late husband Andrew many years ago we visited alot of places in Scotland beautiful places to go too alot of history in Scotland and Ghost stories too
i bought neil's ghost stories book last year. brilliant read. not only is he a great speaker but his writing is pretty awesome too.
There is a similar car driving around Edinburgh, many people believe Nichola Sturgeon was driving it.
I just laughed out loud at the wit😂😂🎉
Are you sure it wasn't a stolen camper ?
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N.S is the strongest first minister Scotland ever had, its so sad the way she was slandered. I'm from Ireland, born in UK and I reilly admired her, as a woman and as a leader.
@elizabethmalone6379
How you doing Nicola?
Thank you Neil :) Happy New Year here from NZ! Love and Light to all x
I experienced a ‘strange’ vehicle in Cornwall. There were no turn offs or buildings or trees on a double lane country road. I saw a red car in my rear view mirror (as did my wife) it pulled out to overtake, which I saw in my wing mirror. When I looked across to see the car it was gone! Not in any mirrors or visible to the naked eye. I am a sceptic, but couldn’t explain this one away. This occurred in the afternoon on a clear, dry day.
I have also seen something similar, but my sighting was in the dark around 9.30pm. I was driving along an open stretch of road that had no turn offs, or lay by or anything . Then suddenly out of nowhere these headlights appeared in my mirror, I asked my passenger to turn around and have a look, they saw it but couldn't make out the car or see any people, because of the lights, then suddenly it just disappeared. At first I thought it was someone playing games by turning their lights off, but even if they had done that we would still have been able to see them because we were near street lights, and my passenger was watching, plus there was no turn offs.
Yeah, it was me. I was pissed and swerved off the road
That's happened to people at different parts of the country over the year's, cars and motorcycles, a woman driving near where I live had a single light of a motorbike come up to her but nothing passed and light disappeared.
I once shared a house with a woman and her 2 kids. Her boyfriend had been a biker who was killed in a bar fight. The night of the funeral the 2 children came downstairs and said daddy had waved goodbye to them. She asked them what he was wearing they said a white suit . The only time ever he wore a suit was that day.
Here, I stayed in a hotel in Portpatrick a small fishing town, we were there with a cancer charity as my brother was sick. Anyway, I went up to my room to watch tv and play with my gameboy and i had my remote fly off the bed above me as i was sitting on at the end of the bed on the floor. I went to bed that night and woke up and seen men walking in and out of my room with all the doors open my dad was sleeping in the single bed to the side of me but he was out cold, these people were dressed in 1800's clothing.
We were told the hotel was indeed haunted, when we were leaving. cooolio story.
Definitely sharing this with my best friend.
Traveling to Scotland together is our dream.
We both have long ago Scottish Roots.
We will try to behave ourselves but no guarantees!
Seriously, both in our 60s so the shenanigans will be few.
My wife & I witnessed a very mysterious incident at Seven Heads Monument in the Scottish Highland where a road is bypassing between Inverness & Fort William as we shocked to see misty shadows inside tunnel further from us which we stood on bank of loch, forced us to keep away from this hideous tunnel to reach top of footpath, then got a very strange odour increasingly unpleasant around us & it made us to pray not harming us in mercy … few minutes after we felt calm not getting into fear because the spirit had been in peace with us gently … so it kept me wondering how this was happening to me in fate & then suddenly discovered this strange monument is a memorial of seven persons were beheaded that are my ancestors really a massive shock to me … plenty of haunted places are everywhere in Scotland is absolutely amazing & exciting 🙏
The only haunting thing is your lack of punctuations within your sentences.
@@AY-qy4jn Just a bit unnnessary, but true.
ikr... very hard to read. But anyway, so the 'mysterious incident' was seeing some mist, am I understanding that correctly? And smelling a decomposing rabbit probably? yawn
@@as680783 whats truly unnecessary is believing in ghosts
Me and my dad were on the rannoch moor in the early nineties and were walking to the loch to fish. We were sitting having a hot tea after walking and an older looking guy wearing old thick green trousers, a black wool buttoned up coat and a bunnet, appeared and asked if we had passed his friend. He looked really old. We said sorry, no and he only said, alright then, in a proper highland accent and walked away. He looked like a ghost from the past. We talked to each other and agreed that we never saw where he came from. About a minute later, we stood up and looked in the direction in which he walked away. He was gone. Disappeared. 😮 Anyone who has been on rannoch moor knows that its flat. No trees. Nowhere to hide. Very few walkable paths.We never saw where he came from and where he went. There was NOWHERE to hide. We got out of there fast as fuk.
Struth!! I lived on Skye for 9 years 89 99.l witnessed the car along with 2 passengers on the Broadford Elgol road late one night and wrote about it in my book Isle of Skye Shadowland. Watching Neil Oliver surprised me as l didn't know the back story, nor that the story was so well known. Listening to Neil swept me back instantly to my odd encounter.
I had many experiences like this...not visible but otherwise. My children always rolled their eyes. My husband was kind but skeptical. He died 2 years ago at home, bravely with copd and with some of us close. Since then my children have been reporting him at high school graduation, at Mass Christmas eve, and so on. He sat next to my daughter at our grandsons graduation, telling her clearly, "You didn't think I'd miss Spencer's graduation did you?"
My daughter Theresa, who died at 9, came in dreams at first. She showed me how heavy and stressed it is here and people there need joyful atmospheres to feel welcome at all. And, yes, I'm Scottish Texan...Dornoch clearances and those arguing Johnstons and Scotch Irish.
Here in Savannah GA there are so many ghosts of slaves and Irish workmen and such it's just normal. We have a pirates house near the river with an underground tunnel to the small dock. The pirates would kidnap children from bars and streets and drug them, taking them through the tunnels to their ships for use as sex slaves or cabin boys. The cabin boy in Robert Louis Stevenson's "Kidnapped" is one. This tunnel is open to the public for a fee and is scary as hell.
George Whitfield, the Methodist preacher was a friend of Ben Franklin and they wanted to build an orphanage. Franklin wanted it in Philadelphia but when Whitefield told him about the mortal danger of the kids in Savannah, Franklin agreed to let the funds be used here. The orphanage is still here, a private school now, called Bethesda. It's on CZcams.
My family was from Dornoch clearances! Want to get in touch!
My niece bought me Neil’s book of ghosts as a Christmas gift. It’s very good. Highly recommended.
This is very plausible in my mind. It is a painfully tragic event and shock waves ripple through time and it can very well be in all directions and dimensions of space/time.
The fact that well educated, well spoken Neil....hesitates....is clearly to a degree....rattled..........is far more spooky. Adds gravitas😮
I remember as a child I had a book called Scottish Hauntings. I used to enjoy reading it just before bedtime for some reason.
Oh I loved that book too. I must look to see if I still have it. Thank you for the reminder.
Neil could have a podcast and tell ghost and mystery stories. He seems to have the voice and style.
I had a premonition of the Granville Train Accident in 1977. Granville is a suburb of Sydney. It was a warning to stay away from the area. Why? That hot January morning of the accident, my older brother dropped me off at Parramatta station to catch the train into Sydney, and a friend was going to catch the same train at Strathfield and join me on the way in. I caught the very train BEFORE the Mountain’s train that killed 86 passengers. I stood amongst some of those passengers who were later killed by the collapsed bridge. I survived because I caught the train before the Mountain’s train. I was only 16 at the time. My ‘dream’ showed me a man walking along a train track that ran under a bridge, he was carrying a box of small dolls. Suddenly the tracks parted and he fell down between the train tracks. It was followed by the most horrendous crash I ever heard. On the wall near the bridge tunnel was a graffitied date, but I couldn’t read it no matter how hard I tried. But I definitely had a feeling to ‘stay away!’. That dream occurred in September 1976. The Granville Accident was 18th of January 1977. It was also my friend’s birthday!
I had heart- pounding nightmares for years, out of the blue, no reason for them, of outright disaster hitting me. Losing everything, through no fault of my own. Jolted awake, heart beating fast, petrified, and I'd lay there in bed in the middle of the night, reassuring myself, it's just a dream. "You are fine", I'd remind myself, "There is no reason for this dream, it was just a nightmare, plenty of money in the bank, you have a lucrative skill set, you are fine!". Etc.
And then a massive disaster * did * hit me, and I did end up in that state. Through absolutely no fault of my own.
Prerogative dreams.
There's been some work done on alleged hauntings. Apparently a lot of them happen near water (rivers, lakes, underground/buried streams). Water has some kind of recording effect, leading to images being replayed at other times.
I find the possibility of a physical cause for ghost sightings absolutely fascinating.
A place I once lived at, every Sunday morning car doors would slam, and when I looked, no car would be present. I would go outside and search. Many times, there weren't even any cars nearby. That was near the sea. I don't know if being near the sea played a part.
Water has memory
This is true. Also sights with lots of stone containing quartz. Quartz being a natural recording agent
@thelittlethingsinlife239 Quartz has piezoelectric properties, it develops a static electric charge when stressed (bent or twisted or compressed). That's probably why there were strange rainbow effects in the sky when they had that monster 8-Richter-scale earthquake in China 10-15 yes ago.
The waters of memory
My mum told us about a similar story with her cousin Rena, who was married for a long time to a man called Bill who every Sunday enjoyed going out fishing on his motorcycle with a friend. On this particular Sunday they were travelling to the turning point that led to the river when suddenly a black car appeared out of nowhere and drove very fast towards them, they managed to swerve to avoid it. But stopped after to say what a crazy driver that was. However oddly enough they couldn’t find the turning in the road after that and ended up coming home and told Rena about the experience. Bill then sold his bike and bought a car, but a year later, he decided to buy another motorcycle and take a trip to go fishing again. Sadly he lost his life in a car crash around the same spot they had seen the black car a year earlier. However this isn’t the end of the story, because after his funeral Rena was at home with her son and daughter in law in the sitting room when they heard a key in the latch and the front door opening and the familar sound of Bill’s hob nail boots walk down the hallway. The cat who had been asleep in the living room quickly got up and went to the door and began hissing, when they opened the living room door there was no one there, but the cat ran outside through the front door. The son and his wife went off to look for the cat, but Rena stayed there believing it was Bill who had come back to say a final goodbye.
Must be so difficult fishing from a motorcycle!🤣🤣
I was on holiday in Wales with a group of friends and we were in a pub late one night talking ghost stories. A friend jokingly asked if anyone had ever had sex with a ghost. An old man at the bar said that he had. He came and sat with us and my friend said tell us about the ghost you had sex with. “Ghost” he said “I thought you said goat”
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The old one's are the best 😏
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Thought-provoking. Thank you for posting.
There was a dreadful train crash at Moorgate station in London back in the 1970s and it has been reported that some workmen there saw several apparitions of another workman disappearing through a wall in the weeks/days leading up to the crash. This was claimed by some people to be a premonition of the disaster.
I got er indoors to buy your new ghost book about British ghosts as I used to always get ghost books from the library as a boy, I'm now 61 , will be 62 on Burns day 25th january , I can't read for long periods because of my Alzheimer's, but I got your book for my Christmas, & I've finished it days ago, thanks for writing this wonderful book, blessings from Glasgow
My son saw my mum (McBurney - old Scottish highlander family) two weeks after she passed away. He also heard a banshee almost two weeks before she passed. He is on the autism spectrum and I do wonder if that had something to do with it.
Love this….never heard the story before 👍🏻
I used to love listening to John Laurie telly stories, he was great
You're are spot on - this stuff is very real and the muggles of the world are in denial of this and far more strange phenomenon
Neil Oliver could read me the telephone directory and I would find it enthralling 💞⭐
Anything from the paranormal is exciting, gives one hope for immortality!
My daughter used to see the dogs we had lost when she was very small. I saw the ghost of a small child when I was in my 20’s. I wasn’t scared, just very surprised .
I just found a newspaper report of the Kyleakin tragedy online. It happened on 13 April 1959. The car was not an Austin but a Sunbeam Rapier. The colour was not mentioned.
This story reminds me of a childhood holiday. My mother's family were crofters from the Isle of Harris. We would spend our summer holidays at the family croft which was situated by the shore. My maternal great grandmother used to live in a house about two hundred meters up the hill. It was a burnt out ruin when i was there, but one day i asked some innocent question and my gran's face turned white before she composed herself and regaled the following story. Her husband, my grandfather had been out in his boat, setting nets when he looked up to see said house on fire, he immediately returned to shore and ran up the hill to help out etc. When he got to the house the place was fine, no sign of fire gutting the place. This happened again, with the same results. He returned to shore, ran up the hill, but there was no sign of any fire. Not long after said house was completely gutted by fire, fortunately my great grand parents escaped but everything was destroyed. My grandmother was visably shaken when she told this tale and my grandfather refused to speak of it again.
What's a "said house"?
@@CB-xr1egIt is a widely used expression which refers you to the object - in this case the house - which was previously referred to.
@@ncmcdonnell5486 Oh right, I thought it was just the OP being pretentious. Silly me!
Until Neil Oliver mentioned it I hadn't realised that he is Scottish 😲😳🤣🤣👍✌️💜
I've heard of the black car - there are other similar cases, it's a bit like the fictional "The Signalman" (Charles Dickens) in many ways. Then there's the numerous time slip stories such as the infamous one from near to the town of Montelimar, France.
As an aside. When my dad was driving in Scotland (late 1970s/early 1980s) for work, up hill and down dale, with lots of dips in the road, he and his buddy (a colleague and trusted family friend) saw a lady in "1800s costume" walking across the road from farm to field (opposite). When they got to the spot the farm was derelict, and there was no one in the field.
When they got to their digs, the next pub, later that evening they recounted their story to the landlord and he basically said "oh so you've seen her too - many travellers have".
I don't think it was an intelligent haunting per se, but more akin to an action replay a memory, a tape, playing over and over. Certain types of stone in buildings (especially quartz/lime stone), also certain types of rock strata, capture repetitive acts, or great anguish, such as battles - Gettysburg springs to mind (although at Gettysburg there are intelligent hauntings too).
Then there's the question of time itself and whether or not it's truly linear.
The quantum of the possible, all things in the universe are thus possible.
It has to be remembered that our eyes can only see very specific ranges of light and similarly our ears can only hear certain frequencies. Animals likewise but different frequencies. Perhaps like a radio from time to time we can "tune" into other worlds and times?
Do you remember a 1972 TV drama called "The Stone Tape"?
Fascinating stuff, thanks for this! Food for thought eh?
Haven’t heard of ‘The Stone Taoe’ - will have a gander!
On three occasions I have seen and heard a TV and two radios burst into sound.....whilst unplugged. ...the tv ..emitting a deafening white noise and the radios similar. Humans only hear the noise but what would other creatures hear?.
@@bingbong7316 Also the great lost Nigel Kneale play 'The Road' from 1964. I wish someone would do a remake of that one - perhaps as a Christmas Ghost Story.
@@bingbong7316 Sadly not. But that's what the replay theory is now called isn't it🤔
Inanimate objects are strange! I witnessed a coracle boat in the middle of the longest narrow boat tunnel in uk . It had a gas lamp for light and was unmanned in the middle of the tunnel? My friend saw it also and we passed it side by side with our own narrow boat .
It was so real I never thought to think it may be a ghost ship . So real I felt I could have jumped in and manned it myself . It wasn’t until passing it and moving forward did I realise what I had just seen ?
This took place in the middle of the blisworth canal tunnel 20 years ago
Our world is full of the unseen....like a "wee" bug looking up...but never seeing the sky that is there , but has always been there..
Interesting- my mother, who was Irish, spent a summer in Scotland in the 1950s - she stayed at a hotel with her sister. They would hear people talking, dancing, partying etc at night. When they went to the concierge to talk about the noise, they were told there were no other guests there. They ended up finding a priest who came and exorcised the place. Needless to say, they left the hotel lol. This reminded me of her story.
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@@CB-xr1eg ha ha thanks /
@mind5403 yep - I’m just making that up for the hell of it. And my mother was a liar - thanks bud. I can’t remember the exact details ( she’s passed on a while ago ) but I can assure you my mother wasn’t lying. So fuck off
@mind5403 First of all; you realize you are accusing my mother of being a liar; which she was not. Secondly; there are such things as small, family run hotels. And yes; I don’t have all the details; and my mother passed on a while ago so I can’t inquire with her. However - she told us the story a couple of times; and each time she looked unsettled by it/ she said she was there while the priest blessed the place and she felt very uncomfortable during the process. So regardless of what you think; something did happen- oh yes - she also said the priest was very matter of fact about the whole thing; as perhaps there had been some disturbances there prior to my Mother’s stay.
I’m somewhat familiar with the Eighfold Path ( your image has a Buddha) and I would not knowingly break the one about Right Speech; cheers
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Been to Scotland 2 times, stayed in Berwick and visited Glasgow, Sterling,Inverness, Ayr, Edinburgh Newcastle. Most friendly people I've met and a truly lovely place.
Berwick and Newcastle are in England. Although Berwick is on the border of Northern England and Scotland. In Berwick they do have a slight Scottish burr but Newcastle and Northumbria are definitely Geordie❤
@@gillc9773 lol it depends on who you talk to about border cities if they are Scottish or English.
@@gillc9773 Newcastle is where we landed one time but did check it out a bit.
Scottish highlands are my favourite. Majestic. The people are great too!
@@gillc9773 I would recommend visiting Scotland.
Bought you’re book just before Christmas can’t wait to read it when I finally get some time off work
There was a Nigel Kneale (Quatermass) television ghost story called The Road, where the inhabitants of a small 18th century village are plagued by ghostly apparitions, which turned out to be cars fleeing a future nuclear strike.
Fascinating.. my mother saw a small white boy aged about 4 yrs old sitting in a tree about 2am staring at her. The tree in a garden of an old children's home..also witnessed by the taxi driver who brought her home..when she got home she woke me up as she was absolutely petrified.
What if time isn't really linear, just our perception of it is? A bit like if you play a movie on dvd, the whole movie is on that disc, but we can only perceive it in a linear fashion.
Strange for sure, foretelling, a warning perhaps. I was about 14 and was standing at the bottom of our dusty track road at a place called Tullyfergus, near Alyth. I heard horses hooves and a horse driven carriage with two men on top, wearing top hats thundered past me. The driver was holding a whip. It disappeared as fast as it had appeared right before my very eyes. 👀 Can't remember if it had 2 or 4 horses, so long ago. Not my first encounter with spooky happenings. My husband heard a whole Roman Legion marching behind him when we lived at Forres. 👻👀
As an English man I’d love to meet Neil, he’s such an engaging character and love his stuff on mainstream TV…
I spend a lot of time in Scotland and despite our auld rivalry I have to say the Scots are very genuine, friendly, generous and humourous people I’ve met.
He lives in a great town called Stirling. Leave him a message.
What's all this constant talk of 'rivalry'? I'm English and have never encountered it in my 70 years.
@@michaelyates5976 🤔 It’s friendly rivalry nowadays, but In the past it was battle’s like Bannockburn 1314, Jacobite risings 1715 & 1745, Culloden, Prestonpans and Wembley 1967 when Scotland beat England 2-3. Little things like that. 😉
@@willbee6785Friendly rivalry I understand. Thanks.
Stirling Castle is supposed to be very haunted, dose he talk about that, I've seen a photo a tourist took of their family member there and someone in armour was standing next to them, was supposed to be a ghost.
I’ve had a number of premonitions, once a friend was standing in front of me and I just new he was going to die on Halloween, and I thought to myself, what a ridiculous thing to think, of all the times, and I totally discounted it, even tho I’ve had things like that happen enough to take them seriously, but he seemed in perfect health, yet that year he did indeed die on that day.
I believe I had a premonition of 9/11 & 7/7 attacks.
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Around mid 1992 It was morning & I was just coming round with my eyes still closed.
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then I saw a flash;
I could see the view out of a plane window..
the view was Skyscrapers..
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I did think it may be New York but wasn't sure.
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About 3 months later, again just coming too, from sleeping all night.
Another flash,
This time a man standing behind a lecturn making a public announcement...
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This time I distinctively knew it was American.
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That's all I had..
I didn't realise until about 3 months after 9/11 what it meant ..
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Two weeks before 7/7 attacks.
I had a dream about winning the lottery...
I could see myself watching the national lottery show.
I saw the number 7 with the animated ring around it..just the number 7.
I got all excited thinking I was going to win something.
But again as soon as I saw the announcement on TV of the 7/7 bombings I immediately remembered the lottery dream...
Sadly not had any similar experiences.
Maybe that's a good thing .....?
I have had premonitions of people dying; even Lady Diana, all the celebrities deaths etc......
@@margretsims1322 I remember years ago, just before Micheal Jackson died, I would hear them talk about his upcoming world tour on the radio, and a colleague at work had bought tickets, and every time I heard about it, I just had such a strong feeling he wasn’t going to make it, was never even a fan! I wonder if maybe our subconscious picks up on things that bypasses out conscious mind, I do believe in a spiritual side and I think psychic phenomenon is possible, but I also think that sometimes our minds our more capable than we are aware of and it’s that subconscious side that is trying to alert us to information that would be hard to decipher consciously.
I read about that sorry 50 years ago...wow..
True, I was fascinated then and I am now....
Incredible....
I’m American with Scottish heritage. My grandfather, my father, his sister, myself, and three of my daughters have so many stories of our experiences with Second Sight, from having our lives saved to just knowing things. I wonder what there is about Scottish heritage that contributes to it. My heritage is through the Taylors of the Highlands, a sept of the Cameron Clan.
Are you RH Negative
@@SoundSista222Mine is (Rh negative) ... and my heritage is @ 50% Scot 50% Irish.
So, what's the significance of my blood group? 🤔 🦘
You Yanks all think you are Scottish or Irish. Honestly nobody here cares and I mean that with respect
My family originally came from Skye before we moved to the US and Canada. I love learning about the land of my forefathers although from what I hear Scotland is as bad and loonie left as Canada is under Trudeau. In both countries people are getting huge fines for telling a joke.
I think like the rest of the UK our leadership are complete headbangers obsessed by social media not reality.
Most Jocks Irish Welsh and English are pretty based in their beliefs.
We are being led like a prize bull by a ring through our nose tugged on a small amount of complete arseholes devoid of reality or common sense.
Yea, now you'll get arrested for open evangelism so as not to offend the Muslims and gays. It's wicked how low Scotland has fallen.
Canada is headed towards Communism faster than us but you guys get a lot better summers so every cloud has a silver lining etc lol .
Google the SNPs Named Guardian Bill - basically a blatant Communist attempt to sever the parent / child relationship. Most Scots don't know anything about these slimey Commie tactics but the SNP were told to GTF (get tae fk) what the SNP seem to forget is that they can bribe X amount of tbe population with freebies but what they don't realise is that we are overall socially conservative. Look at Srurgeon , couldn't answer what a woman was and that was her out the door and on her arse . Absolute clowns 🤡
Yep , thats true , you have to be careful , although the woke and lefties can say whatever they like and if you say anything they call you all sorts of names and try to discredit you for having an opinion ,
A boy after a telling off from his dad said I wish my father was dead , on going out the front door the milkman was laying on the ground
"Wee black car". Rolls off his tongue like poetry.
bless you Neil I have family connection to scotland and i lived on Skye a beautiful place with many odd places to see.with beautiful views.i miss the place and i had heard of this black car.thankfully never seen it.thank you for this,
I have heard of people hearing but not seeing it . Also, people seeing wee car lights at night and the sound of a wee car but then the lights and the sound apparently just disappear .
Sounds like the sightings were a portent of things to come. We have many supernatural abilities dormant within ourselves.
Yes but some people are born with highly developed abilities. My handyman who is very practical and down to earth sees shadow people in his home, can see ghosts and is able to lock doors by telepathy. He is one of six children and has one sister who has the same gifts. His other siblings do not.
I truly believe that. I've had minor premonitions/portents for many years. I often find myself humming a song I haven't heard for a long time. Then I'll switch on a radio not long afterwards and the song is playing. I too believe we have untapped psychic powers.
My friend Clancy Fellows is buried on Skye she died young and she loved Skye so was laid to rest there, so this is poignant to me.
Give our best to Clancy....
Incidents of the Second Sight were fairly well known amongst Highlanders and Islanders.
Yes totally get this it speaks to the nature of time I honestly think emotion and love and intense feelings, especially around grief and regret can warp time back on itself. I’ve had visitation dreams that have given me warnings about events of the future that totally turned out to happen including exact locations
Oh, absolutely. I've gone back in time twice to accompany a loved one in a crisis alone and give them support. It's just love....just God.
It's not the dead you should worry about, but the living.
I lived in Scotland for almost 8 years, I was always dismissed when I was talking about 'energies' and the metaphysics...I also lost contact with my spiritual side over there. However, it was more than evident to me that there was a furtherness under the surface. I found Scots being more on the hands-on-prgmatic side of life rather than contemplative. Probably they didn't wat to talk about those stuff with me, a stranger, a foreigner...
Never been there but would love to visit. I served in a Canadian Scottish infantry regiment; loved marching to the pipes & drums, stirred one's blood and martial spirit.
The Skirl of the pipes.....nothing like it
I'm an Englishman who served in the Scots guards in my 20,s and loved marching behind the pipes and drums, they stir something in your soul for sure. Maybe I have Gaelic ancestry in my distant past I don't know but I love all things Scottish.
@@kevinadamson5768that's so nice to hear. Usually English people, obviously not all, think of us as dreary grab alls from articles that I've read.
@@catherineorr7914 I loved serving with the jocks great lads just like Geordie. Never had a cross word with any of them, the only ones I did happened to be English. Cockneys or scousers.
"Love the bagpipes!!....warms my ❤️, every time I hear that magical sound"🏴💋🏴💋🏴💋
My mother always said the dead cannot hurt you , only the living.
That's fascinating. There are definitely more things in heaven and earth than are dreamed of in anyone's philosophy.
Oddly, my father has had some peculiar experiences himself, and all in Scotland (He's an Edinburgh man) the strangest being when he stayed with his schoolfriend in North Berwick in the early 2000s. It was at a complex of sheltered accommodation and, when the doorbell rang, you could see who was on your doorstep via a screen. If there was nobody there there was just a view of a wall and the door opposite.
One day there the doorbell rang and my dad looked at the screen to see who was there, but instead of a person and the usual view of the housing complex, there was instead an image of the high street with cars and people moving. My father stared at it, interested because the cars were ones he remembered from his childhood. He called his friend who also saw the image. After about a minute Dad switched everything off and on again and the image returned to normal.
Later Dad stood outside and realised that the image is exactly what would have been visible before the houses had been built. He still swears it was North Berwick more like it was in his youth.
I have no idea what he saw, it wasn't frightening, but it really did seem as the camera picked up the past rather the present, just for a few moments.
I wonder if something like that often happens, and no one catches it, just thinks it's normal. Same with ghosts.
@@Liz-sn1mm I wonder if ghosts are images from the past recorded somehow. Oddly, I'm a fantasy writer and one the main concepts I use is that memories are never gone or forgotten, they seep into the fabric of the world and can be watched again.
After using this in my books since the early 2000s, I then find out this is an actual theory - the Stone Tape theory (based on a 1972 horror/supernatural film)
But it makes utter sense to me.
Yes, be our ghost story teller please! More of the same, keep the old trad stories alive.
Here on Cape Breton Island, largely settled by Scots, we call that a forerunner. Loads of stories like that here. So interesting.
Sightings of the ‘ghost car’ were on the old Mol road at the part where it skirts Loch Ainort.
Had a friend who moved to Kyle and 10 of us made the journey to visit him up there all the way from bristol.the evening's entertainment was the hotel/ pub and the drinking was of olympic class until we somehow made it back to the digs .the locals where most entertaining and full of the most wonderful stories.......