Has anything genuinely creepy or unnerving ever happened to you?

the purple tin

storker wrote: »

Sounds like material for a fantastic horror/supernatural short story.

Has that old victorian vibe to it-but modernised.

partyguinness

Sorry what film are we talking about again?

JustAThought

this happened about 10 years ago and any time I think about I feel the horrors and a huge feeling of evil overwhelms me.

Before the covid, about 2 years ago, I remembered it again and tried to look up the building to see if something hd happened there but it was over 100 years old and had changed hands many times & I’d want to make a proper project out of it to see if someone had been murdered there or if it had a past history of death or murder.

Heres the story.
I was travelling quite a bit for work at the time, low stress business development role, nice people great product & price - so no stress or angst in the background on my part.

I booked into a hotel - old 17th century redbrick building and i was what would have been the converted attic rooms floor - three or so floors up. everything was going well. I was working so hadn’t had a drink, had gone out for a meal earlier that night and walked around - lovely calm evening, nothing on in the backgound, nothing wrong.

As I was in the room by myself an overwhelming feeling of evil came over me and I felt engulfed in it. I heard a male voice repeatedly in a really aggressive way say over and over ‘jump jump jump’ It was like someone was there with me telling me to jump. I remember standing holding on to the marble mantlepiece in the room as if I could be dragged by the voice to the window and made jump. I remember trying to shrug ot off and going to look out the window and the overwhelming anger of the voice shouting at me to jump. I can still see the streetscape
below like it is chiselled into my mind.

I dragged myself away as the voice kept ahouting at me angrier and agrier and left the room and hotel. I was too afraid to even use the lift. I chased down the stairs and spent the rest of the night walking around the city and then sat sitting the foyer until time to breakfast and checkout. I have never felt such an overwhelming force of evil directed at me in my life. It was as if something evil was living in that room and trying to kill people.

I still feel myself going cold typing this.
(no history of anything or drugs). Chills me to the bone. Never happened before or since. Really harrowing terrifying ‘experience’. I truly believe on reflection that there must be an evil presence living in that room or in that hotel. I’d sleep in a gutter rather than cross the threshold again.

Day Lewin

JustAThought wrote: »

this happened about 10 years ago and any time I think about I feel the horrors and a huge feeling of evil overwhelms me.

Before the covid, about 2 years ago, I remembered it again and tried to look up the building to see if something hd happened there but it was over 100 years old and had changed hands many times & I’d want to make a proper project out of it to see if someone had been murdered there or if it had a past history of death or murder.

Heres the story.
I was travelling quite a bit for work at the time, low stress business development role, nice people great product & price - so no stress or angst in the background on my part.

I booked into a hotel - old 17th century redbrick building and i was what would have been the converted attic rooms floor - three or so floors up. everything was going well. I was working so hadn’t had a drink, had gone out for a meal earlier that night and walked around - lovely calm evening, nothing on in the backgound, nothing wrong.

As I was in the room by myself an overwhelming feeling of evil came over me and I felt engulfed in it. I heard a male voice repeatedly in a really aggressive way say over and over ‘jump jump jump’ It was like someone was there with me telling me to jump. I remember standing holding on to the marble mantlepiece in the room as if I could be dragged by the voice to the window and made jump. I remember trying to shrug ot off and going to look out the window and the overwhelming anger of the voice shouting at me to jump. I can still see the streetscape
below like it is chiselled into my mind.

I dragged myself away as the voice kept ahouting at me angrier and agrier and left the room and hotel. I was too afraid to even use the lift. I chased down the stairs and spent the rest of the night walking around the city and then sat sitting the foyer until time to breakfast and checkout. I have never felt such an overwhelming force of evil directed at me in my life. It was as if something evil was living in that room and trying to kill people.

I still feel myself going cold typing this.
(no history of anything or drugs). Chills me to the bone. Never happened before or since. Really harrowing terrifying ‘experience’. I truly believe on reflection that there must be an evil presence living in that room or in that hotel. I’d sleep in a gutter rather than cross the threshold again.

Wonderful story!

But please do tell us the town, or at least the country, that this happened in?
Just so we can try to avoid that hotel, you understand.

dinneenp

JustAThought wrote: »

this happened about 10 years ago and any time I think about I feel the horrors and a huge feeling of evil overwhelms me.

Before the covid, about 2 years ago, I remembered it again and tried to look up the building to see if something hd happened there but it was over 100 years old and had changed hands many times & I’d want to make a proper project out of it to see if someone had been murdered there or if it had a past history of death or murder.

Heres the story.
I was travelling quite a bit for work at the time, low stress business development role, nice people great product & price - so no stress or angst in the background on my part.

I booked into a hotel - old 17th century redbrick building and i was what would have been the converted attic rooms floor - three or so floors up. everything was going well. I was working so hadn’t had a drink, had gone out for a meal earlier that night and walked around - lovely calm evening, nothing on in the backgound, nothing wrong.

As I was in the room by myself an overwhelming feeling of evil came over me and I felt engulfed in it. I heard a male voice repeatedly in a really aggressive way say over and over ‘jump jump jump’ It was like someone was there with me telling me to jump. I remember standing holding on to the marble mantlepiece in the room as if I could be dragged by the voice to the window and made jump. I remember trying to shrug ot off and going to look out the window and the overwhelming anger of the voice shouting at me to jump. I can still see the streetscape
below like it is chiselled into my mind.

I dragged myself away as the voice kept ahouting at me angrier and agrier and left the room and hotel. I was too afraid to even use the lift. I chased down the stairs and spent the rest of the night walking around the city and then sat sitting the foyer until time to breakfast and checkout. I have never felt such an overwhelming force of evil directed at me in my life. It was as if something evil was living in that room and trying to kill people.

I still feel myself going cold typing this.
(no history of anything or drugs). Chills me to the bone. Never happened before or since. Really harrowing terrifying ‘experience’. I truly believe on reflection that there must be an evil presence living in that room or in that hotel. I’d sleep in a gutter rather than cross the threshold again.

Wow! Why don't you contact the hotel & ask them if there's any stories of ghosts/spirits?

vriesmays

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The Mighty Quinn

L'appel du Vide? "the call of the void"?

Ave Sodalis

The Mighty Quinn wrote:

L'appel du Vide? "the call of the void"?

That's slightly different. The call of the void is where you're standing somewhere high up and get an urge to jump. It's a scary feeling (I get it all the time), but not as scary as the story.

JustAThought

Ave Sodalis wrote: »

That's slightly different. The call of the void is where you're standing somewhere high up and get an urge to jump. It's a scary feeling (I get it all the time), but not as scary as the story.

No - it wasn’t a dizzy ‘its high‘lets jump’ vibe - Pure evil it was. I feel sick even thinking about it again. Googled local history sites and found the history of the building & owners - whatever happened there or went on in that room is well hidden. I actually feel sick thinking back on it. Its as though it was yesterday. I can hear the voice & accelerating evil and hammering menace of it.

fryup

^^^^^^^^^^^

c'mon tell us...where is it????

or at least give us an idea please!

Steve012

JustAThought wrote: »

this happened about 10 years ago and any time I think about I feel the horrors and a huge feeling of evil overwhelms me.

Before the covid, about 2 years ago, I remembered it again and tried to look up the building to see if something hd happened there but it was over 100 years old and had changed hands many times & I’d want to make a proper project out of it to see if someone had been murdered there or if it had a past history of death or murder.

Heres the story.
I was travelling quite a bit for work at the time, low stress business development role, nice people great product & price - so no stress or angst in the background on my part.

I booked into a hotel - old 17th century redbrick building and i was what would have been the converted attic rooms floor - three or so floors up. everything was going well. I was working so hadn’t had a drink, had gone out for a meal earlier that night and walked around - lovely calm evening, nothing on in the backgound, nothing wrong.

As I was in the room by myself an overwhelming feeling of evil came over me and I felt engulfed in it. I heard a male voice repeatedly in a really aggressive way say over and over ‘jump jump jump’ It was like someone was there with me telling me to jump. I remember standing holding on to the marble mantlepiece in the room as if I could be dragged by the voice to the window and made jump. I remember trying to shrug ot off and going to look out the window and the overwhelming anger of the voice shouting at me to jump. I can still see the streetscape
below like it is chiselled into my mind.

I dragged myself away as the voice kept ahouting at me angrier and agrier and left the room and hotel. I was too afraid to even use the lift. I chased down the stairs and spent the rest of the night walking around the city and then sat sitting the foyer until time to breakfast and checkout. I have never felt such an overwhelming force of evil directed at me in my life. It was as if something evil was living in that room and trying to kill people.

I still feel myself going cold typing this.
(no history of anything or drugs). Chills me to the bone. Never happened before or since. Really harrowing terrifying ‘experience’. I truly believe on reflection that there must be an evil presence living in that room or in that hotel. I’d sleep in a gutter rather than cross the threshold again.

Sounds much more sinister than a ghost/spirit, but in saying that there's a fck load of evil people in the world. Must have scared the living be Jaysus out of man!!

Esel

It was either Tom Dunne, or the spirits in the mini-bar.

storker

Day Lewin wrote: »

Wonderful story!

But please do tell us the town, or at least the country, that this happened in?
Just so we can try to avoid that hotel, you understand.

I'd love the see the TripAdvisor review.

fryup

justathought hasn't (yet) revealed the location of his horror show...so is it a figment of his imagination???

Alqua

JustAThought wrote: »

No - it wasn’t a dizzy ‘its high‘lets jump’ vibe - Pure evil it was. I feel sick even thinking about it again. Googled local history sites and found the history of the building & owners - whatever happened there or went on in that room is well hidden. I actually feel sick thinking back on it. Its as though it was yesterday. I can hear the voice & accelerating evil and hammering menace of it.

Your story reminds me of this: https://comeheretome.com/2012/07/20/the-ghost-room-in-maynooth/

You hear slightly different versions of that one, but the gist is the same.

Ted_YNWA

fryup wrote: »

justathought hasn't (yet) revealed the location of his horror show...so is it a figment of his imagination???

Mod

And they are correct not to do so. It would be libellous if this has not been published in a reputable source. You will have to take it & every anecdotal post on Boards at face value.

JonasBlane

What do u think has changed about you since your french experience ?.(Good post )

the purple tin

storker wrote: »

I'd love the see the TripAdvisor review.

You can't post a tripadvisor review if you are brown bread :eek:
OP should google if there have been any suicides in that hotel over the years.

fryup

And they are correct not to do so. It would be libellous if this has not been published in a reputable source. You will have to take it & every anecdotal post on Boards at face value.

i'm not asking justathought to name the hotel just give a general ballpark idea of the location

* anyway in the worst takeaway thread you had people naming & shaming all sorts of establishments - what's the difference?

The Mighty Quinn

Esel wrote: »

It was either Tom Dunne, or the spirits in the mini-bar.

Took me a minute.

Kingp35

Ted_YNWA wrote: »

Mod

And they are correct not to do so. It would be libellous if this has not been published in a reputable source. You will have to take it & every anecdotal post on Boards at face value.

Libellous, seriously? For calling a place haunted? I'd love to see a case like that brought up in the Irish courts. It would be laughed out of the place for being ridiculous.

I know of the Stambovsky v Ackley in the US but that was a consumer law case.

Day Lewin

If you said it was the Cecil Hotel, Los Angeles, nobody would turn a hair.
Or even that one in Cork that was discussed here before.

Honestly, just naming the town or even the country wouldn't count as libelling anyone.

JustAThought

Day Lewin wrote: »

If you said it was the Cecil Hotel, Los Angeles, nobody would turn a hair.
Or even that one in Cork that was discussed here before.

Honestly, just naming the town or even the country wouldn't count as libelling anyone.

What was the one in Cork that was discussed here before?

Day Lewin

JustAThought wrote: »

What was the one in Cork that was discussed here before?

Aargh, can't remember the details now. Was it this thread?

Something about a room in some small hotel in Cork, I feel fairly sure. During discussion of creepy places, etc. and unsettled feelings etc

Sorry! But I'm sure it was on boards.ie

The Mighty Quinn

Think I've heard the Maldron Hotel in Cork mentioned a few times, probably on this thread. Wasn't it a former convent or hospital or something.

The_Dave

Kingp35 wrote: »

Libellous, seriously? For calling a place haunted? I'd love to see a case like that brought up in the Irish courts. It would be laughed out of the place for being ridiculous.

I dunno, blasphemy was a criminal offence here until last year:o

gozunda

JustAThought wrote: »

No - it wasn’t a dizzy ‘its high‘lets jump’ vibe - Pure evil it was. I feel sick even thinking about it again. Googled local history sites and found the history of the building & owners - whatever happened there or went on in that room is well hidden. I actually feel sick thinking back on it. Its as though it was yesterday. I can hear the voice & accelerating evil and hammering menace of it.

In Dumbarton, Scotland, there's a 19th-century bridge called the Overtoun Bridge which has become known as the "dog suicide bridge for the number of dogs who have jumped to their deaths.

Some people believe that there are paranormal factors at work, driving the dogs to jump to their deaths.

https://science.howstuffworks.com/science-vs-myth/unexplained-phenomena/dog-suicide-bridge.htm

doughef

The Mighty Quinn wrote: »

Think I've heard the Maldron Hotel in Cork mentioned a few times, probably on this thread. Wasn't it a former convent or hospital or something.

Yip . Looks out over a graveyard too !

fryup

JustAThought wrote: »

What was the one in Cork that was discussed here before?

not tellin you

until you tell us the other place

JimmyChew

doughef wrote: »

Yip . Looks out over a graveyard too !

I stayed there. Previously the North Infirmary. We stayed there during the briefly lifted restrictions last July. Earlier in the day I got a call from the reception saying that the room we had booked was not in service. No problem says eye, so where will we be staying? At the top of the building in adjoining rooms. No problem! It was right up at the top of the hotel probably the 5th floor, the hotel didn't seem overly busy so it just seemed odd that we were put all the way up there. Not sure why this was related to this story, it may or may not be relevant. So we check in and mosey around Cork as you do and head back to the hotel that evening. We didn't have a drink as you had to be dining in so headed to the room early. 2 young kids with us so we we're just hanging around the room watching TV until bed time.
I kept catching things in the corner of my eye, I cant really explain it, I kept thinking it was the kids throwing something or other but every time I checked it wasn't. Things just felt eerie that night. A very restless night sleep followed by an early wake up I looked to my right and the phone was off the hook up on my pillow. Very odd, The kids didn't stir during the night and I'm not known to do things in my sleep.
Later that morning we had been booked into the pool (due to restrictions) and the pool was in this large weird shaped room long and rounded at both ends. Again I kept catching shadows or movements out of the corner of my eye.
I did some googling afterwards and learned of the previous history of the place. And the Illness, sorrow & sadness that must have been contained within those walls.
Not the most notable of tales compared to some here but definitely something else is at play in that hotel. For me to pick up on something like this and the whole stay just had a weird vibe to it. Like it's forced to be something it's not if you get me? it doesn't feel comfortable in itself as a hotel. I for one would not be in a hurry to stay there again.

thewolfisloose

One day a group of us were chilling in our building in college and my mate gets a phone call. He tells us it's his mam calling from South Africa. He goes off and takes the call and we continue on arsing around.

15 minutes later he comes back. He looked quite shook and we figured he'd just received some bad news.

"You ok man?"

It turns out he had spoken to both his mother and brother on the phone. He proceeds to tell us that his younger brother had just been rescued from out in the bush where he had been undergoing his final assignment for his park ranger qualification. This final assignment was a night in the bush with another student ranger. They were tasked with securing their own camp with limited supplies and performing all of the tasks/duties that would be expected in such circumstances. They have their guns and a radio but no vehicles. They were dropped off barely a few Km from the base but it's proper bush; teeming with big five game (leopards, rhinos, elephants, buffalo and lions), as well as everything else you'd encounter at night-time on the African plains.

So the lads made their camp earlier in the day after they're dropped off. They erect a shelter and construct a perimeter fence around their camp using dead thorn bush. This is done quite extensively with the thorns facing outwards as a means to deter access by any larger animals. Nothing else eventful occurs throughout the day, they go about their various ranger checks, agree watch-shifts and settle down for the night.

My mate's brother woke up for his shift and came out of his tent to find the other ranger was nowhere to be found. Thinking he was being f*cked with he quickly checked in and around the camp; finding the other ranger's gun (he wouldn't have left their encampment without his gun). Determining he was now faced with an emergency situation he grabbed his radio and gun and climbed a nearby tree. He made the call for help and was high alert up that tree until the cavalry arrived as the sun rose. They reckoned the other ranger must have ventured out of the camp to relieve himself and was set upon by a leopard or a rogue lion, as there was not enough noise made to have stirred my friend's brother, there were no obvious signs of a struggle/breach and no sign of the other ranger or an animal. After a brief search of the area by the rescue party it was sadly confirmed to have been a fatal lion attack.

dublinman1990

I was playing a game on my phone called Slingo Blast last night. It's one of those games where you have a slot reel at the bottom of the bingo card. You go up against someone anywhere in the world to try & beat their score. You have to match the number from the reels with the same number in the card. There's many different versions of the game available as a PC download.

When I finished playing the game on my phone; I got a score of 777,666. I was a bit spooked out in seeing it.

Also earlier tonight; I heard a snap which was felt underneath the couch. It's an old hand me down given from my neighbours house over 10 years ago. I think it's nearing it's last legs soon. Although; I thought it was going to stab the arse off me as soon as I sat down on it.

Dusty Fogg

In 2010, my wife and I did one of the ghost walks in Edinburgh that took in Greyfriars Church and Graveyard. As someone who has an interest, albeit a sceptical one, in the paranormal I found it very enjoyable and entertaining.

One part of the graveyard, MacKenzie's Mausoleum, is the alleged centre of a lot of poltergeist activity.

George Mackenzie was a lawyer and the Lord Advocate during the rule of Charles II and earned a reputation as one of the most vicious persecutors of the Covenanters, the people who rose up and signed the National Covenant in 1638. Mackenzie’s brutal treatment of the protesters earned him the moniker “Bluidy Mackenzie.” He imprisoned many Covenanters in a section of Greyfriars Kirkyard, where he delighted in their torture and eventually, their heads would decorate the spiked gate.

Our guide informed us that over the years many people had fallen victim to attacks by the McKenzie poltergeist and suffered unexplained scratches, welts, bruises, bites etc. Most people have no recollection of having received these injuries at the time. In the little shop on the grounds they had a book of photographs of injuries that people had sustained and had sent back. You can also see a lot of these online.

When the tour finished we had dinner, drinks etc. When we got back to our hotel, I was getting ready for bed and noticed three long parallel scratches on my left forearm. They ran from the crook of my arm to the top of my wrist. They were an angry red but were not sore and you certainly would have remembered getting them. I was bemused more than freaked out. I have absolutely no clue as to how I got them. Was it a supernatural entity of a case of pscyhosomatic hysteria? I have no idea but I would love to revisit Greyfriars again to investigate further.

the purple tin

Dusty Fogg wrote: »

In 2010, my wife and I did one of the ghost walks in Edinburgh that took in Greyfriars Church and Graveyard. As someone who has an interest, albeit a sceptical one, in the paranormal I found it very enjoyable and entertaining.

One part of the graveyard, MacKenzie's Mausoleum, is the alleged centre of a lot of poltergeist activity.

George Mackenzie was a lawyer and the Lord Advocate during the rule of Charles II and earned a reputation as one of the most vicious persecutors of the Covenanters, the people who rose up and signed the National Covenant in 1638. Mackenzie’s brutal treatment of the protesters earned him the moniker “Bluidy Mackenzie.” He imprisoned many Covenanters in a section of Greyfriars Kirkyard, where he delighted in their torture and eventually, their heads would decorate the spiked gate.

Our guide informed us that over the years many people had fallen victim to attacks by the McKenzie poltergeist and suffered unexplained scratches, welts, bruises, bites etc. Most people have no recollection of having received these injuries at the time. In the little shop on the grounds they had a book of photographs of injuries that people had sustained and had sent back. You can also see a lot of these online.

When the tour finished we had dinner, drinks etc. When we got back to our hotel, I was getting ready for bed and noticed three long parallel scratches on my left forearm. They ran from the crook of my arm to the top of my wrist. They were an angry red but were not sore and you certainly would have remembered getting them. I was bemused more than freaked out. I have absolutely no clue as to how I got them. Was it a supernatural entity of a case of pscyhosomatic hysteria? I have no idea but I would love to revisit Greyfriars again to investigate further.

That happens a lot on those paranormal investigator shows. They did one in Greyfriars and the cameraman got the scratches down his back. Oddly enough it is usually always three scratchmarks like you got rather than four.

Graces7

the purple tin wrote: »

That happens a lot on those paranormal investigator shows. They did one in Greyfriars and the cameraman got the scratches down his back. Oddly enough it is usually always three scratchmarks like you got rather than four.

That makes sense; if you try to scratch, only the three fingers make any impact, not the little finger, as t is a superficial wounding. I just tried scratching my arm and three fingers it was.

fitzparker

The Mighty Quinn wrote: »

Think I've heard the Maldron Hotel in Cork mentioned a few times, probably on this thread. Wasn't it a former convent or hospital or something.

We stayed here in the family room last August bank holiday for 4 nights, I heard from this thread it was haunted but didn't tell my wife until we were on the way home or she would have cut the trip short.

Didn't notice anything scary until this week when I checked to rebook it for the same dates and noticed the price went from €320 last year to a "discounted rate" of €780 this year, that was the biggest fright, I think they want us to pay for the ghosts aswell!

The Mighty Quinn

Hotel prices are absolutely frightening at the moment alright. Tried booking some places that had been reasonably priced enough, now looking for 1500 for a week what would have been 900 last year. Booked nothing in the end.

I know they're trying to make up for lost ground and capitalising on the fact that people can't go abroad, but it's sick!

Graces7

The Mighty Quinn wrote: »

L'appel du Vide? "the call of the void"?

I had not heard that expression before.

There are certain places I cannot even think of for that. The worst s Downpatrick Head which I have loved and visited often. The main photos show the cliffs and the small breakaway section. And it is pulling me in my mind

When I was actually last there, a few years ago I was fine. Stood at the edge etc with no effect. But it is floating through my mind as I write this. Very real and very strong.

fryup

The Mighty Quinn wrote: »

Hotel prices are absolutely frightening at the moment alright. Tried booking some places that had been reasonably priced enough, now looking for 1500 for a week what would have been 900 last year. Booked nothing in the end.
!

and the fact that half them are haunted too, you'd think they'd give a discount:cool:

New Home

fryup wrote: »

and the fact that half them are haunted too, you'd think they'd give a discount:cool:

Exactly, a group discount or one for multiple occupancy! :pac:

saabsaab

A room with spirits provided is going to cost extra!

New Home

Not if you don't go near the mini-bar.

saabsaab

New Home wrote: »

Not if you don't go near the mini-bar.

Beware the evil spirits!

New Home

Like WicKeD?

Graces7

Been mulling this over since it happened and little nearer understanding. One to just accept a wise friend who was not surprised tells me.

A couple or three weeks ago, early afternoon, I was gardening. Suddenly the church bell rang several times.

It has a very distinctive tone.

The church is very firmly locked; covid rules.

My mobility most days is insufficient to go see. And I was frankly freaked as i knew it was locked.
But of course rationally thought it was someone messing about

I called a neighbour, Who opined it was coming not from here but in a couple of other places - far too far away to be possible NB he was off island. ( only about half a mile away or less) It was our church bell. Period.

I emailed another neighbour who refused point blank to check. He of course knew the church is securely locked. Also he averred that if is were supernatural ( which had not then even occurred to me in my search for rationality and in concern for the safety of the church) then he was not going to interfere.

Slept badly and at first light ( I have a key to the side door) managed to trek there. It is certainly well locked and the side door double -locked from the inside so no entry.

So I remain at a loss. I am not given to hearing things. Waiting and watching. I did make contact with a couple of folk re the church without mentioning it eg when is it going to be open for private prayer which was my usual reason for being there before illness increased too much.

My faith is my life and very practical too. So all I can do is wait and watch. There is a reason.

It was decidedly unnerving. And it was very real.

fryup

strong wind through the belfry?

Graces7

fryup wrote: »

strong wind through the belfry?

lol... it was flat calm, and if that were the case it would have been ringing all last week with the gales...

There is no rational explanation and I am just waiting and watching now. Fascinated.

fryup

Graces7 wrote: »

lol... it was flat calm,

ok it was only a suggestion:( no need to scoff at me (;))

Graces7

fryup wrote: »

ok it was only a suggestion:( no need to scoff at me (;))

Hey I was not scoffing! I was wry at the suggestion as so many similar ideas occurred to me at the time and later!

Sorry if it came across that way . Laughing at myself actually for trying to rationalise it; which was why I made the phone calls.. really thought there must be a rational explanation.

Yours never occurred to me though so well done!

fryup

Graces7 wrote: »

Hey I was not scoffing! I was wry at the suggestion as so many similar ideas occurred to me at the time and later!

Sorry if it came across that way .

no need to apologise, did you not notice the "wink"

anyway where abouts in the country is this church? is there a history behind it? built on a battlefield or similar?