In a London pub a friend told me of a relative with a real ghost story to tell. I was sceptical, but I agreed to listen. It was the beginning of a strange journey.
We think of ghost stories as being entertainment; something to enjoy around the campfire or with the lights turned low. But here was someone who’d experienced something inexplicable and horrifying. Events that had a life changing effect and caused great anxiety and pain.
With some convincing, they agreed to let me put their account down on paper. This was a chance for them to tell their story as it happened, without any judgement or criticism.
The meeting left an indelible mark. Were there others with a tale to tell? Others with stories they were afraid to discuss? Having made some preliminary searches and posts online, accounts started to arrive. I was absolutely startled at what I discovered.
I have spent over seven years now travelling the country collecting ghost stories. It hasn’t been easy; I have been targeted several times by pranksters and many times by those with problems entirely unrelated to the supernatural.
Every story I have heard, I have investigated and examined as best I could. I have always requested evidence to back up what I have been told. I wanted to check the basic facts behind each story – dates, geography, timings, etc – to ensure they made sense and tied together.
The stories I have published are those that stand up to the most scrutiny. Whether they are fact or fiction isn’t for me to say. My mind remains open. I am both believer and sceptic. What’s real or what is not, is for you to decide.