Ghost.

[TWR]

Have you ever felt a presence?

[paddywak]

No, and I'm not likely to either.

[TWR]

How do you know for sure Paddy?

[Old_Geezer]

I am a ghost. Can you feel my presence ?

[paddywak]

I've never had any reason to believe in ghosts. At one of the pits I worked at I was often deployed by myself to do maintenance in a old sub-station.After a few weeks I was asked if I minded going by myself and had I experienced any thing unusual. When I replied no I was told that when the sub-station was being built there'd been a fall of ground that had killed four men, and that it was "haunted". All I can say is that in all the times I worked there I never had any sort of out of the ordinary experience

[dickythecook]

O.K. HERE WE GO!!!
I know the ghost of christmas exists, because,....wait for IT..........................
I have felt his PRESENTS.
Sorry for that, but I will be out at work soon and will not post as much.

[murraymints]

yes ..defo

[sherrardk]

I have (and himself has too even though he only admits it reluctantly).

[cupid04]

Hopkirk's a ghost, you know!

[bravejordy]

Yes, in 1985, shortly after my Dad passed away, I felt a presence. He and my mother had been married for 52 years up until the time of his death (she died two years later). They were totally devoted to one another, had sixteen children (truthfully) and never had a cross word. My Dad died suddenly in March 1985 (had a heart attack while he was asleep, it was his first and only heart attack) he was 78 years old. Needless to say, my Mother was totally devastated. A few months later I was upstairs, sitting in my room, at the foot of my bed and reading a book. It must have been about two o'clock in the morning and the night was perfectly still. There was an old upright piano in my bedroom and on top of it was a framed picture of my Mum and Dad. At the time, only me and my mother lived in the house. She suffered from osteo-arthritis and was unable to climb the stairs so now slept in a bed in the living room. All of a sudden the picture on the piano started to shake for no reason whatsoever! The glass in the frame was loose and started to rattle like crazy. In all the years the picture had been there it had never done that before. I don't know why but I somehow felt like it was my Dad trying to contact me. Normally, anything to do with ghosts and stuff and you wouldn't see me for dust, but as strange as it was I actually felt comforted. I just looked toward the picture and said "Don't worry, Dad, I'll look after her." and the shaking immediately stopped almost as if they were the words he needed to hear. I felt reassured that my Dad was still around somewhere and that death doesn't necessarily mean they're gone forever

There was only one other strange occurrence after that and it was when my Mum was dying of cancer in 1987. We now had a hospital bed in the front room to make it easier for the MacMillan nurses to tend to her. She spent most of her last days comatose but two days before she died I was sitting by her bedside. She opened her eyes, stared hard at the half-open living room door as though she could see someone standing there and said "I'm coming now, Bert" (Bert was my Dad's name).

Other than those two occasions I can't say I've ever experienced any other ghostly presences.

[daffy654]

No, there is no such thing as ghosts.

[nailit]

bravejordy, thats a bit spooky. Have a look at my thread here http://www.theanswerb.../Question1115918.html
My uncle (a dyed in the wool sceptic) was walking to work one morning (very early) when he saw a man approaching from a distance. When the man got near my uncle said 'good morning' and the man vanished. When my uncle got to work they had to send him home as he was too shaken to do his shift.
To this day he cannot explain it though he remains a sceptic regards anything paranormal.

[bravejordy]

Cheers nailit, just read your thread... Absolutely fascinating! I am of the mind that there's a lot more to life (and death) than we realize.

[chaptazbru]

I think bravejordy's post is very moving. I know of an elderly lady whose dead husband was impatient for her to join him as she lay dying in hospital. She kept telling her children to tell their Dad to leave her alone as she wasn't ready to go yet, but when she died, she smiled and said 'I'm ready now Joe' and off she went to be with her Joe.