Dusty was alright really, terrified the younger kids but just bored sixth formers. Used to have him for A level in that raked lecture theatre upstairs; he'd drone on and on andbore himself to sleep sometimes, tipping his chair back and dozing off. We'd all stay very quiet so as not to disturb him. Ben Marrow was alright but did slipper you (with the Yellow Peril!) for crap test results. Fanny was just a psychopath. In my first year I delivered some exercise books to the staff room for another teacher, turned round to go when Fanny exploded from the staff room 'YOU, BOY!!!' Thinks... 'Me??? No, can't be.' 'YOU BOY !!!!' Me - 'Oh s**t, it is me.' He proceded to berate me and smacked me round the head , apparently I hadn't said please or something when delivering the books. Tell that to the kids of today etc etc Frank Thomas was always trying to dragoon people into his orchestra. He once asked me, 'You boy, would you like to play the violin.' Me- (thinks 'not likely mate' ) 'er no thank you sir.' Did he know something I didn't? I now make what I laughingly call a living from playing the fiddle and repairing the things.
I have had one experience that I could never explain. My first job in a drawing office had me in charge of the dye-line printing. The office was in an old house in Oxhey that had at one time been an artists studio. One day while doing some printing, a lady dressed in old fashioned clothing came into the room where I was, separated from the main office. Being keen and eager to please, I turned to her and asked if she was looking for someone. I had no reply from her, but she walked past me and through a partion wall that had been erected to split one large room into two. It seems that all of the colour dropped from my face as when I went to say what had just happened, the other staff were getting me to sit down and fetching me cups of tea. I found out afterwards that I was not the first person there to have seen her.
I used to work at the Dept of Employment in Orphanage Road and when the decorators were in they used to work nights so as not to disrupt the office staff. They used to keep their paint, etc in the old church on the site and one evening whilst walking to their job from the church a German soldier, in uniform, walked straight through them. They left the site that night and wouldn't come back! Apparently, the old orphanage once held POW's and this officer had hung himself whilst captive.
Wow good spook stories gents! Keep em coming ! Mrs N is a bit of a spook magnet ,can hear them but not see them!
I think there is something going on in my house, as sometimes I put down my cup in the living room and the next thing it has moved to the kitchen, or is it my wife and her OCD
That prompted my memory - in my teens, one of the guys I used to hang around with worked there too. One night we, along with a few other mates, decided to have a session on a ouija board at one of the group's home - his parents were out for the night, otherwise this wouldn't have happened. We set the board up in the living room on a coffee table after moving a lamp off the table to a corner of the room, switched off the lights and started. After about a minute of 'is anyone there?' - the lamp, which wasn't plugged in suddenly turned on, lifted up off the floor and hovered in mid air just above head height. For about about thirty seconds there was a stunned silence, then we all stampeded out of the house. We were never game to speak to his parents about it.
Al, this happens in my house too...and my wine glass sometimes appears to have emptied itself of its own accord
BB suffered a similar thing in a school classroom where empty desks started floating about !! Lots of teeanagers crapping themselves! Ouija is nasty stuff and not to be fooled with!
Funny how Ouija boards were really popular for a short while but went out of fashion quickly - perhaps too much happened
A lot of strange things happen in the spirit world messing around with them and things happen 95% of them bad!