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The most spooky experience for me was while researching my Mum's side of the family I had found my Mum's Grandad and knew that he had married again after his wife had died.
Last year my Mum had gone to the area where she remembered him living in the 40's and my Dad had printed out every Owen in the area with a phone. They saw one of the addresses was in the street they were parked in and as my Mum pointed at the house they saw a woman come out of the door. They decided to ask her if she had lived there long and if so did she know my Mum's Grandad.
When they asked her she looked very suspiciously at them. Why? It turned out she was one of his youngest daughters and lived with two sisters in the same house he had lived in. In one day my Mum found 3 of her aunties and one cousin's husband and daughter and another cousin!
Anyway back to my spooky bit - I had found that I was dreaming about this man who just stood there looking at me - never spoke at all. When I told my Mum she told me to speak to him and wait for an answer but none ever came so one night I decided to draw him. I showed her the picture and she said it looked like an older version of her brother. That was in November last year.
At Christmas my Mum's cousin's daughter came to visit for the first time and brought a photo of her mother and Grandmother at a family wedding. Her Grandmother was my Great Grandad's sister. I scanned the photo and saved it to crop and place parts in my Family Tree program later on. I never looked at the photo properly until about 3 days later when I was cropping etc. I nearly fell off my chair when I looked properly - There in the top right hand corner was the man I had drawn !!! I swear to you now. I called hubby in and showed him and he couldn't believe it either. My Mum couldn't understand how I had drawn a man I had never seen before and then a month later he appears in a photo I am given. Neither could I.
Even though we lived on Anglesey until I was 4 years old we never went to Holyhead as we lived in the centre of the island and all my Mum's immediate family were in the same area and my Dad's were in Bangor so we had no need to go to Holyhead. When I visited last year to try and find his gravestone I drove around the town and knew exactly where I was going. No need for a road atlas at all. When I saw places I had the feeling I had been there before.
I have never been so excited as I was then and am still trying to find out who this man is. I am sure he is my Great Grandad but I just have to wait until I have the definite proof.
Has anyone else ever had anything spooky like that happen to them?
Carol
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Well thats the best proof I have heard yet for a fine upstanding Welsh (Celtic) woman being blessed with the "vision". ;D
Its in all the old stories - how the the females of the Celtic tribes had visions and were venerated as "witches". :D
I wonder if they were druids too.
Sorry if its off topic but your story is fascinating. I love Celtic history. I have just discovered that I seem to be of Cornish origin myself. :D
Burrow Digger
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Hubby laughed (a lot) at the reference to witches. He said he often called me that but with a slight letter change hhhhmmmmmm >:( >:( >:(
Celtic history is fascinating - I just wish I had a lot more time to go right into it and learn a lot more.
I think they were druids. Might be worthwhile checking out properly though
Carol
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My man was born and brought up on the south coast of England but went to Tenby and knew his way around ???
Spooked him :D
Wendi
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:) i don`t know if this would come under spooky or fate.. all the infomation i have found out about my ancestors.. e.g worked.. lived went to school ..surnames etc, i have had connections with example..
i found out last week that my grandfather, was born & brought up on cambridge st swansea.. and i used to visit a lady 3 doors away in my job as a care assistant 5yrs ago..
when i left school i had a job at a bakers.. reeds in swansea, it turned out that it was once owned by my grt grt grandfather
as a child i always felt drawn to horses.. when doing research on my ancestors, i found that they keep horses..
i once lived 5 doors away from where my grt gran lived
and never knew any of this until i started my research.. lots more coincidences too
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Oh I would call that spooky Sha
My Dad always thought his Grandfather's family were from Caernarfon but once I started searching I found that they had come from Llanbedrgoch, a little village in Anglesey. He was amazed but spooked, when he realised that his first job when he left school was fitting electrics in ahouse in the same village - just next door to where his Great Grandfather had been born!
Another weird thing was finding that both my dad's side and my Mum's had also lived in another village at the same time and some are buried with 10 feet of each other.
Carol
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My man was born and brought up on the south coast of England but went to Tenby and knew his way around ???
Spooked him :D
Wendi
That's happened to me as well Wendi
Even though I was brought up in Anglesey we had no need to ever go to Holyhead. We always went to Bangor to see my Dad's family and my Mum's lived in the same village. We left Anglesey when I was 4. When I went back to Anglesey to do some researching last year, I drove through Holyhead to find a cemetery. I knew exactly where I was going and didn't need a map. The weirdest bit was finding myself at a cemetery (the wrong one) which was next to the street that my Great Grandfather had lived in, in 1891.
Carol
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Hi Carol,
I think it is the memory we carry around in our genes, so many things happen to so many people we must retain it somehow,
Jakky
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I think you could be right there Jakky
I have heard somewhere about these people who are "reincarnated" and even as children can go around a place without ever being there before. They also recognize people from their past lives as well
Carol
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Youv'e no idea how gratifying it is to see these mails!
Since getting stuck into this Family History lark I've had more wierd 'things' happen than I could poke a stick at,some told in an earlier thread.
The latest one is the smell of face powder,remember that stuff?Doesn't scare me,just the opposite,A smile comes on my face and I feel happy.
Have 'asked for an appearance',but nothing yet.
Only recently found my lot were from Cornwall,Wales.and Ireland was already known!
Our brain must have all these old memories tucked away in the cellar,(or attic for the posh folk's ;D)are we stirring them up?
I for one, sincerely hope so!!
Goggy. ;) ;D
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:D.. some more of spooky experiences, since stating my family tree...
my reed ancestors are all buried in a cemetery at the end of my street.
has a child in school, we had to write a poem, about a place in britain,
mine was about Gloucester, all my smith ancestors were from there..
in my job as a care assistant in the community, i had to go a elderly man
living way out of the area, i usually work in, it turned out that he was, my grandmother`s cousin, whom she had`nt seen since she was a little girl..
these are just a few.. is it coincidence or like someone else said, in the genes ;)
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A bit of both I think Sha
has anyone ever thought that this could be why we are here - to bring our past into the future! (bit deep there eh? )
Carol
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Last year my husband and me went to Audlem to look at the church and the cemetary, as his ggggranfather was christend there,we found a car park, then walked, for a time up a road, till we found the cemetary, we entered through a large archway,after spending some time looking for Timmis relatives, with not much success, and being hot and tired, we decided to leave, as we were walking off, my husband started walking to the right, I said "thats not the way out, its through the arch", any way I followed him, and went round a corner, and there he was , sitting on a bench under a tree,on the back of the bench it said, " Come sit and rest awhile with James and Dot Timmis", and just behind the bench was a little gate that lead straight into the car park,in fact our car was the one nearest the gate,we felt very peaceful and calm, and my husband said , he had felt drawn to go the way he did,it was a lovely experience.
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They may be gone but they still find ways to let us know they are here helping us
Carol
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My Mum often spoke of her sister Annie who ran away from home in the early 1900's and how she would like to find her. Mum died without ever knowing where she went.
My brother is a regular contibutor to the letters page of the Malvern Gazette. The Editor contacted him and asked him to do a bit of research for someone who had sent in a letter seeking their family history.
Guess what - the lady who sent in the letter was seeking our maternal Grandfather, Thomas Voyce, of Hanley Castle, she was the daughter of Annie the long lost sister.
How about that for spooky!
Mike
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That is brilliant Mike
A pity your Mum passed before you found them but I should think your Mum and her sister will be catching up with each other now
Carol
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Hi All,
I was interested to read this thread, as I too have found all sorts of strange coincidences since I started researching my family history...
Because my father was thirty years older than my mother, & died when we were young children, - I knew next to nothing about his side of the family. I got a real shock when I ordered his younger brother's Birth Cert...he had originally been registered as "Alice" Rencella Wilson, on the 8th August 1897. 3 months later, his Birth Cert was ammended as a "Clerical Error" in Column 3, - the "Girl" was crossed out...& "Boy" was added, - & the Alice was changed to Ernest!
When I showed this Birth Cert to my 15yr old daughter Alice, (also born on the 8th August) she said, - "Perhaps I'm his reincarnation, but I stayed an Alice this time!"
So many other strange coincidences have cropped up during my family history research...(too numerous to mention now, - I'll save them for another post:-) It does make you wonder though...
All Best Wishes, Romilly. :)
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On my 27th birthday I made a breakthrough with some family research and got the shock of my life when I found that the death of my relative happened when he was aged 27 on the same date exactly 40 years earlier.
I had been looking for him for years and it was a lucky link that found him - the family info I had been given was really wrong so I wouldnt have found him any other way.
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On my 27th birthday I made a breakthrough with some family research and got the shock of my life when I found that the death of my relative happened when he was aged 27 on the same date exactly 40 years earlier.
I had been looking for him for years and it was a lucky link that found him - the family info I had been given was really wrong so I wouldnt have found him any other way.
Hi,
So many instances like this seem to crop up, don't they?
I discovered, (after much searching) that my father's youngest brother had committed suicide in 1930. Via the National Newspaper Library, I found a Death Entry for him in The South Wales Post; which showed that he was buried in Cwmgelli Cemetery, Swansea. When I phoned the Cemetery to check if there was a grave for him, (there was) the Superintendent pointed out that the date was the 17th October; which was the very date that my late Uncle had been buried on...75yrs earlier!
Romilly.
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I went to Canford Cemetary last year with my dad, never been before and was meeting a second cousin for the first time to try and find my great grandads grave.
We got there early and then had a phone call to say that my cousin was gonna be a little late.
So my dad and I decided we would have a look around as we didn't know the plot or area of the grave we were after. thought we would go left first, walked to the end of the path to look at some war graves and turned round and WOAAAH there it was John Woods grave, couldn't believe it, there are 10s of thousands of graves there and we found it in less than five minutes.
Spooky!!!!
Kev. ;D
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Very spooky Kev
Going back to annandchester; I found my Great Grandad's grave and found that he had died exactly 20 years to the day before I got married ( G Grandad 5th Mar 1962 - our wedding 5th March 1982). Then when I loked at his wife's date of death I found she had died on the exact day my sister was 20!
When I found the house he had lived in when he got married I realised that I was stood at the same spot as he would have been exactly 100 years before. He got married 6th November 1905 and I stood there on the 6th November 2005.
My daughter was born on 9th May 1983 ( 09/05/83) and my Mum was born on 5th Sept 1938 ( 05/09/38)
Both my Dad's mum and Mum's mum were born on exactly the same day and their fathers were William Richard and Richard
Carol
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I've got quite a few tales of coincidences but this has been the spookiest & pleasing at the same time!
I come from a small town in West Yorkshire, when I started looking into the family tree I was lucky in the fact that my dad could recall lots of information which got me back to 1881- as far as he was concerned the family were all from the Halifax/ Bradford area and always had been. When I got further back I found that the family were actually from North Yorkshire- I found them on the 1861 census in a very small village & checked the neighbours on the original image to see if other family lived nearby. Well next door lived a chap called David Constantine- White occupation- potter not my family but you could have knocked me down with a feather- WHY? my next door neighbour at the time was called David Constantine-White occupation........ go on guess...... Potter. His family as far as he knows were from Bradford, we were great friends from the first time we met-had we met before or is it all in the genes- I don't know but one day I'm going to research his tree in an attempt to find out more!!
Also had a fascination for moles (as in the animals) when I was young (bordering on obsession says my mum)- direct rellie in 1851- molecatcher!!!
Add on - nearly forgot- another neighbour on the same street as me & David researched his tree- we both knew that his family were from the same small village near Bradford as my ancestors- we always laughed about how they must have known each other, anyway we both moved away from the area but contacted each other now & then- last August I found that his great grandmother married one of my ancestors in the 1890's, I tried & tried to phone him to let him know- after some months I tracked down one of his friends only to find out that he had died of cancer in July- I told him anyway- I hope he can hear me...
Woodydog
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i`ve just recently, this month started tracing my smith side of my family tree,( i thought i`d leave it untill last as the surname can be quite time consuming), anyway whilst searching i found that all of my smiths come from gloucseter, now the thing is i born & brought up in swansea , and bought a new car 2 yrs ago, and guess where it was made and registered, yes gloucester, hows that for spooky, i reckon my ancestors were saying , yoo hoo here we are, it was on my car all along... lol
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C'mon guys,
If you are looking for "spooky" experiences (aka normal coincidences?) you'll surely find them :P
And it's interesting how very few have been posted on this thread, eh ;D
Sceptically,
JAP
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C'mon Jap,
Have a little faith man, there is a lot out there we have not learned or forgotton how to tap into ;D
Jakky
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Well said Jakky
It is amazing what we find when we are looking hard enough and how close they are to what we have already. Many would just say " That's how it goes" but to others like ourselves it is "spooky".
It's a matter of belief and every person has their own opinion which I have to respect regardless of what I think (This is my own personal opinion by the way). When I started this thread I wasn't expecting everyone to kjump up and say "Hey this is what happened to me" and as I have read other posts I have noticed that there are a few other posts similar to it that people have added to already. I never expected them to post the same story twice.
So whoever has posted on here - Welcome to my post and Thank you for posting - I have enjoyed every reply
Carol
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Hi All
I have been reading these stories and found them really interesting.Mine is,i received a marriage certificate today for my husbands gr grandfather John Russell.marriage 1883.the persons present at the marriage was signed as Harry Gosling my husbands sister is married to a Harry Gosling.
Now i am wondering if that Harry Gosling in 1883 is related to my sister in laws husband.
regards
Kate.
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As for genetic memory...I think it is actually called cellular memory now:
Well...without trying to sound like I am a skite....I am a reasonable singer, and have always loved to sing, since I was a little girl. I have also shown some instrumental musical ability, as have my brothers and children, but my immediate family have always been nonplussed as to where this came from. "I don't know where they get it from" has been my mother's lament!
Well I found my father's half brothers last year, and they tell me that musical talent has been a trait in our family since my great grandmother at least, who played the piano beautifully, but also the accordian. Also my grandfather, and he played the harmonica as well. And Aunty so and so had a wonderful singing voice....My newly found cousins on that side have a band that plays in Glasgow and are about to release a CD.
And my mum thought I was a throwback? ;D
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I haven't really had any spooky experiences, only that my GGGrandmothers death certificate was sent out to me (date stamped on envelope) exactly 125 years after her death!
When I went up to Worcestershire for a weekend last year (where my family lived) I visited Powick churchyard to look for my GGGGGrandfathers grave. We didn't find it unfortunately, but when in the overgrown part there were some graves that I couldn't get to, and I felt an amazing pull towards them which I didn't have at any other point in the churchyard.
Actually, thinking about it, my mum used to live just up the road from Powick when she was 15, and she probably passed the church everyday on the bus when going to school, but never went in there!
My GGrandparents were married in the same village where my boyfriend grew up!
I think there are a few more but that will do for now .... actually there are more than I first thought!
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Amazing how many spring to mind once you start to think about them isn't it?
Carol
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I'm still waiting for my Dad to "contact" me with the relevant information I need to sort out my family tree!!!!
Dad got me interested in the family in the first place - but unfortunately didn't stay long enough to get the full measure of the family!!
But ..... he promised most faithfully (if) he could he would let me know the answers to some of the questions that had been bugging us for some time.
I'm still waiting .... dear old dad has been gone for some 16 years!!!!!!
Webby
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Twas only a few weeks ago that I started tracing the family tree again after I had given up previously. I sent a letter to my mothers counsin in America asking for any information she has on the family, as her father is the only surviving relative of the 'elder' generation in my family, on either sides.
We found a folder that my nan had been filling in at her nursing home before she passed away in 1999. The folder had questions about her family in, a section on memories etc. In it, my nan wrote that her nan, Eva Nash, owned a Pet Shop in Oldbury. My mom and I were stumped, as in the research we had done, we had found no mention of the surname Nash, and had found her nan to be Mary Jane Hardman. I remember moaning to a friend over msn, saying this would be the perfect time for nan to return in spirit form!
A few months after we sent our letter to America, the day after we found this folder (and felt like giving up), we recieved a reply from my second cousins in America. She wrote in it all that she knew about the English side of the family. Including that my nans parents were Mary Jane and George Nash... and Mary Janes mother was Elizabeth Hardman.
Not so spooky, but a big coincidence that we recieve both information in 2 days after finding nothing out previously!
To add onto this (christ help me I'm writing an essay and i doubt anyone is even reading!), I sent in a wedding photo into The Black Country Bugle asking for the help of local people as to who the marriage belonged to. We've been reading the bugle for years and never sent a letter in, and we've never found anyone looking for information that we were. In the same issue that the wedding photo I sent in was printed, we found a letter from a local man asking about his great grandparents, George and Elizabeth (nee Hardman) Nash - from Oldbury! I couldn't believe it. Then my aunty, who we have not spoken to in quite a few years, phoned saying that she couldn't believe it when she saw my letter in the bugle and confirmed who was on the photo and said she has many photos and we're welcome to drop by opne day to see them!
My favourite part of tracing the family tree is when the pieces begin to fit together, all at once. :)
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Having found Smiths in the family tree I told my wife who reminded me her mother was a Smith, plus she came from the same area I am researching.
It was always said we looked alike when we were younger, same turned up nose, same face shape etc. Oh what a spooky feeling.
Sorry folks, my wife was adopted her name was Baker, and came from Bromsgrove far from where my Smiths were located.
Just as well I suppose.
Dont let this message devalue the other genuine co-incidences.
P.s. my wife's birth mother abandoned her at 6wks, we knew nothing of her or her family for 40yrs.We later found her brother, and that she worked alongside her birth mother and did not know, she went to the same school as her cousin, and my daughter was in the hospital where my wifes brother was a theatre porter, and he took her down for her op.
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Dear Meldrew,
What a sad story - and so good of you to post it.
Though I guess that if all the people involved were in the same general area then coincidences (aka spooky experiences) could have been expected.
Let's hope that all the family members have met up and have come to terms with their various pasts. And are joining together in genealogcial research.
Best regards,
JAP
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Oh Meldrew, how your wife must have felt when she found out!
All those 'close encounters'. Like JAP said I hope that all the family members have now met up and come to terms with the past.
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The tear jerker:-
We found the whole family for my wife and we are very close. However, soon after finding her brother my wife had a stroke. Her newly found brother was heard to say tearfully, "Just as I find a sister she may be taken away."
But fate stepped in and she made a 75% recovery and we are so glad to have her with us still.
Thank you all for your nice comments.
Anybody need a Smith?
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I've only been doing the family history for a few years now and STOKE DAMEREL would come up a lot - I had been following what I believed to be my lot (natives of the West Country). Some gentlemen were Marines or RMA gun-crew and had been stationed in the Naval Dockyard.
However, I found out much to my chagrin that these were not my lot and that we hailed from Surrey.
Changing tack, I had a brief look and found my 3xgt? grandfather (on Mum's side). He was born in St Mary's, STOKE DAMEREL.
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Meldrew,
I am so pleased to read that your wife survived the stroke, and that (I presume) she has now found her brother :)
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My Grandad's GGGGG, GGGG and GGG grandparents (all paternal) were living on the next street to my grandmother's (his wife's) GGGG and GGG grandparents (all paternal).
That spooked me a bit - I wonder if they knew eachother!
Andrew
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I found it quite spooky when I discovered that my great great great grandfather was an attendant at an asylum in Yorkshire at roughly the same time as my husband's great great grandfather was an attendant there.
The bizarre thing about it is that my relative was a Yorkshire man but my husband's was from Stoke Damerel and soon went back to Devon to become a bandsman in the Royal Marines.
I like to imagine that they knew each other for a while.
Wotty.
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Hi All,
I've just been reading this thread and found it fascinating!!
I don't know if this counts though!!
Back in June 1998 I made trip to the FRC in London for various research purposes. The previous year we had got a transcribed copy of the marriage of my gt grandparents (with errors!) and had been unable to find the original in the indexes.
Now on this FRC visit I had no intention of looking this marriage up! But having finished downstairs and on my way to go upstairs to the census area I suddenly found myself drawn to the aisle containing marriages for amongst others the year 1917, and before I knew it, I was standing in front of the volume for the September quarter 1917. And yes, your absolutely right I found the marriage!!
I am afraid, I was unable to keep quiet and let out a yell of delight and received a few looks from other researchers present!! I can still remember the feeling of elation even now!!
Regards,
David
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I found this thread fascinating too, unfortunately I have not had any spooky experiences myself but perhaps in time, you never know.
Patrish.
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Now on this FRC visit I had no intention of looking this marriage up! But having finished downstairs and on my way to go upstairs to the census area I suddenly found myself drawn to the aisle containing marriages for amongst others the year 1917, and before I knew it, I was standing in front of the volume for the September quarter 1917. And yes, your absolutely right I found the marriage!!
I am afraid, I was unable to keep quiet and let out a yell of delight and received a few looks from other researchers present!! I can still remember the feeling of elation even now!!
Regards,
David
Those little yells of delight always sound louder than they should be don't they? lol
There were probably a few pangs of jealousy that you had found something
Carol
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Hi all,
I'm new here and also found this thread fascinating.
I'm divided over whats spooky or coincidental but theres certainly occasionally some remarkable stories.
Fwiw, in a nutshell, i was born approx 600miles away and have lived both sides of the Atlantic, moving around with my dad's job etc.
Through marriage, i ended up in a small Scottish fishing village.
Now through family research i've discovered that my late dad's ancestors were born and worked for generations not 5 miles from here.
He didnt know. However i've found 2nd cousins of his etc which is lovely.
Perhaps not spooky but bizarre... definitely kinda comforting (and easier to research!)
Helen
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Through all the many years I have been researching my families I have often wondered if there was someone or something lookng over my shoulder just waiting for the moment to make me look at something, or pointed out a book to be looked at, these are 2 or 3 of the things that have happened.
I am an inveterate browser of books, stand me in front of a row of books I will work my way thro' them, just glancing to see what they are about. I was researching my family from Leicestershire in the Middle Library at the Society of Genealogists, again just browsing thro' the books on Leics when I saw a thin book, Wills proved at the Archdeaconry of Leics. Picked it up & turned to sit at the long table between the shelves. The book slipped out of my hands, landed on the table, opened flat. There, staring me in the face was the will of my 5 X great grandfather, Samuel Whinyates who died 27th Apr. 1782, not only that but there was an inventory of all his property, farmhouse, animals, land etc. Like someone else I let out such a yelp, usually frowned on in a library but the folk around me all gathered round to read this, having a good laugh at one of the items in one of the bedchambers, " 12 sheets, most of them old ones". Well, we all have some of those.
On another occasion, I was winding a census film on a reader in the FRO, it was badly out of focus so stopped it to adjust it. This was at the start of the film, what I wanted way way off to the end, but when I had focused the page, there was a family I had been looking for years, in a totally different place to where I thought they should be. A similar thing on a census, I had not been able to find a person in the1851census, I was checking an entry for a totally different family, which turned out to be correct, when I saw the last entry on the family living next door, it was my missing person entered as a visitor, nothing at all to do with the family I was researching.
It does make you wonder if there is a guiding hand.
Meliora
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It does make you wonder if there is a guiding hand.
Meliora
I've often thought this Meliora.
(I think that Jung would have called it synchronicity). (If that's how its spelt:-)
Romilly.
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Synchronicity, maybe, but I have always thought there was a great deal of serendipity around, we have all found things "just by chance".
That's what keeps us plugging away, that "maybe" that something will turn up, as Mr Micawber would have said.
Meliora
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I sadly have never had any spooky happenings, I have no skeletons, no black sheep my tree is whiter than white :'( so sad I only started it to see if there was any scandal ;)
but
My husband , born in Poole, emigrated to Rhodesia (as was) at the age of 2, returned to UK, met me (Cheshire born and bred) he was head hunted for a job that brought us to Wiltshire. One daughter was born in Kingston upon Thames the other in Wiltshire. He only started researching his tree about 18 months to 2 years ago his Grandfather and GGrandfather where born in Kingston, then the GG,GGG,GGGG,GGGGGGrandfathers where all born in Wiltshire.
The ironic thing is that his GG and GGGGrandparents on his Grandmothers side are also from wiltshire with them living less than a mile away :o
He believes very much in the after life and says we return in our family groups, which could explain the coincidences that occur :-\
Libby
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Yes indeed,
There is so much "synchronicity" that I'm sure there must be a guiding hand, or at least some of our ancestors trying to help us find them!
The nice man who runs my local LDS said to me one day, about ancestors, "They want to be found, you know!"
Well, probably some of them do, but I'm sure that some of mine definitely DON'T!! They have erected an impenetrable brick wall!! ???
MarieC
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He believes very much in the after life and says we return in our family groups, which could explain the coincidences that occur :-\
Libby
Hi Libby,
I'm pretty sure that I've read a book recently which agrees with your husband's views on reincarnation...
It's going to drive me mad now...until I can remember the title & author!
Best Wishes, Romilly. ;)
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Just lurve this subject,should be searching,no excuses, it really interests me.
The frequency of forenames too,Mother's and sometime's Father's, not connected to the relevant family give their children 'HISTORICAL' family forenames,down thru' the ages.
Fascinating to wonder if a Word is 'heard' in the sub concious.
Goggy. ;) ;D
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Well, probably some of them do, but I'm sure that some of mine definitely DON'T!! They have erected an impenetrable brick wall!! ???
MarieC
Marie, I know exactly how you feel! I've got one too with absolutely no records to go on :'( unfortunately it starts with my grandmother >:( and I can't go any further back until I find out who her parents were >:( :( :'(
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He believes very much in the after life and says we return in our family groups, which could explain the coincidences that occur :-\
Libby
That is supposed to be what happens with reincarnation, Libby, so the Buddhists think. You come back to the same group of people who may be related in different ways each time. So your husband could have been your mother or even your uncle in a past life
Strange feeling there lol
Carol
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Marie, I know exactly how you feel! I've got one too with absolutely no records to go on :'( unfortunately it starts with my grandmother >:( and I can't go any further back until I find out who her parents were >:( :( :'(
Chui,
I'm back a little further, with gggrandparents and ggggrandparents in several lines bringing me to a halt.
How can we get through to them to say - please stop hiding, whatever you had that you don't want known, it is quite OK, we just want to know about you and honour you!!!
MarieC
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How can we get through to them to say - please stop hiding, whatever you had that you don't want known, it is quite OK, we just want to know about you and honour you!!!
MarieC
Exactly! I couldn't have said it better!
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Ever since I was a little girl I could remember being in an ambulance lying down ,it was an old ambulance with darkened windows ,looking out I could see a big building I somehow knew it was a hospital after that nothing , when I started to do my tree I was trying to find my grandfathers death certificate ,I knew he died young in 1918 ,he died in a colliery accident ,what I did'nt know was the local hospital sent him to the Royal Infirmary in Cardiff ,he died on the way through the gates of the hospital ,that really did spook me when I found that out
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he died on the way through the gates of the hospital ,that really did spook me when I found that out
I think I would have been spooked with that as well rarebit - talk about a form of deja vu !!
BTW Where are your Thomas' from? Caernarfon?
Carol
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Well I've got a real spooky one and I wasn't actively researching at the time :-\
In the mid 1990s, I had a friend who was into all this astrological and alterntive stuff. She had a friend who did birth charts - she got mine done. Well some of it fitted but, sceptical me, I put it all down to chance, random distribution, etc.
She then took my photograph to another spiritualist friend who told the future by concentrating on the image in front of him. She returned one afternoon with a cassette tape for me. The bloke knew very little about me - female, married, artist/academic. Now here's the spooky bit:
He said I had 7 guardians who he was talking to. They didn't want him to tell me who they were but they were guiding me. He said that the words that came to mind when he looked at my picture were the words from the 23rd psalm - the still waters and the valley of the shadow of death bit and fearing no evil. He also said that I would get in touch with lots of people all over the world. They would help me and I would help them. Then he said that my guardians knew that I would find out who they were but it was for me to discover them.
I thought that it was a load of rubbish!!!! (sorry)
Five years later, I decided to go back to the family history that I'd started when I was very young. Through these five years I've been in touch with many people all over the world - helping and being helped. I've spent a lot of time looking for dead people.
I have 7 known great grandparents.
Spooky or what?
Gadget
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Wow! Rarebit and Gadget! Spooky indeed!!!
MarieC
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Even spookier though - she told me he'd said to listen to the tape quietly on my own. So after she'd left I put it one and listened and i think I replayed it.
Next week, she called around again and I decided to put it on for her to hear. The tape wouldn't play. I fiddled with it but it broke. So no one ever heard it but me.
The other problem is he told me roughly how long I'd got :-X
Gadget
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Oh dear, I posted on this thread and now it keeps coming up in my "new replies to your posts" :'(
Ah well, that being the case, I might as well post again and make a suggestion :P
Perhaps we could institute a RootsChat equivalent of the Bent Spoon Award ;)
See:
http://www.skeptics.com.au/spoon/aboutthespoon.htm
JAP
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I suppose that will happen to me J.A.P. now. However, I have lots of them but don't look at the ones that I don't want to. It's all personal choice.
Gadget
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We have a Psychic Club at the hotel every monday night and last night I eventually got a reading (usually I am rushing about or serving behind the bar so don't get the chance)
The medium was using Native American cards (like Tarot) and I had to shuffle and pick 3.
The first one was the StoryTeller which he said were the Historians of the tribe - quite apt with me doing the family history. He then went on to say that my Tree was going to grow in all directions and that instead of a tree he saw a Triffid !! If you saw my Family tree it does slightly resemble one of those already lol
The strange thing was he said that someone was going to help me and I would find 5 generations and as a last comment he added it would be on my Mother's side.
Well here is the spooky bit - I had been concentrating on Dad's side for the past few months as I didn't seem to be getting anywhere with Mum's but on Sunday night I decided to have another look and see if I had missed anything. I searched for my Great Grandad's birth and found another man with exactly the same name, born in the same town but 6 months earlier than the cert I had. I had already sent for his cert and found his mother's name to be Margaret (unmarried) and when I sent for his sister's cert it showed a different mother's name (also unmarried). I decided to send for this 2nd cert I had found just to see if the two names of the mothers might be the same and I had just picked the wrong one initially
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When did I post the letter and cheque? - yesterday morning.
Had I told anyone at the club before the reading? - No, not a whisper
So now I am patiently waiting for the cert to come back to see if what he told me is correct. The 5 generations would be right as well - me, mum, grandad, great grandad and last of all his mother!
Carol
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I know this isn't quite the place but I must tell you that on Sunday morning I popped into our local wholesalers and who should be at the Customer Services Desk but Derek Acorah - spooky experience enough for you all??
I commented to the assistant that I wondered if he knew everybody was staring at him and her reply - "with hair like that, are you surprised?" :o :o :o
Mary
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Hi Gadget,
What's really spooky is how your non-swimming fish (used to be balloon carrying goblins) speeds across the page without moving a fin or its tail - and then, just as it disappears left, it or its clone appears again right without a break ... Is it one fish; are there many fish (one fish, two fish, green fish, evergreen fish ...); if the latter how does the next fish know when to start ... Spooky, eh :D
JAP
See:
http://www.skeptics.com.au/spoon/aboutthespoon.htm
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I don't mind getting e-mails about these posts .... I like reading what other people put and sometimes putting in my two pennies worth ;D
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Hi
I'd been living away from home (Buxton) for a number of years what with uni and work etc. I'd started to research my family history and found that both my grandfathers (one from London one from Hay-on-Wye) had been stationed at an RAF base just outside the Buxton shortly before being demobed in 1945, both met local girls and never left.
About the same time rumours of upcoming redundancies were circulating at work and I decided to look for a new job. I apply for a number jobs with little luck then I was home one weekend and saw a job in the local paper, applied, interviewed and started work a few weeks later. It turns out that the site that I now work at is the exact site of the old WWII RAF base where my both my grandfathers were posted all those year ago...
I started work in February 2005, it'll be interesting to see exactly when my grandfathers' postings began...
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Hi
I had a spooky experience last summer whilst looking for graves in Lingfield Churchyard, Surrey.
It was a really hot day and I forgot to take a drink. I spent a good hour wandering around and couldn't find any of the graves that were supposed to be there, according to my mum and my aunt.
I got too hot so sat down on a bench, under a yew tree, nice and cool. My eyes were drawn to a little gravestone to the left of me and to quote someone on this thread earlier wooah, there was John and Jane Payne, my great great grandparents, hidden beside the bench.
I am sure they led me there!!!
Talking to Derek Acorah, has he ever summoned up anybody that anybody could trace from their tree? I've always been a bit sceptical about him but with proof could be persuaded. After all the spooky things related here and my own experience, well!!!!!
Kerry ;D
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I'm still waiting for my Dad to "contact" me with the relevant information I need to sort out my family tree!!!!
Dad got me interested in the family in the first place - but unfortunately didn't stay long enough to get the full measure of the family!!
But ..... he promised most faithfully (if) he could he would let me know the answers to some of the questions that had been bugging us for some time.
I'm still waiting .... dear old dad has been gone for some 16 years!!!!!!
Webby
Hi Webby - well I think that might be cheating, but who cares?? Have you actually been to see a psychic medium since your dad died? There was a programme on a while ago, called Antique Ghostshow - it was featured in one of the family history mags, I think. They had psychic mediums and genealogists/family historians like us - and the idea was to see whether our relatives on the other side were any more amenable to helping us out than some of them can be while they're over this side!
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I try to ignore the various strange happenings that I've had - shrug my shoulders and say 'chance' but I've had quite a few and, eventually, you do start wondering ??? ??? ???
Tarot - did it once - dead spooky - never again
Gadget
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Ever since I was a little girl I could remember being in an ambulance lying down ,it was an old ambulance with darkened windows ,looking out I could see a big building I somehow knew it was a hospital after that nothing , when I started to do my tree I was trying to find my grandfathers death certificate ,I knew he died young in 1918 ,he died in a colliery accident ,what I did'nt know was the local hospital sent him to the Royal Infirmary in Cardiff ,he died on the way through the gates of the hospital ,that really did spook me when I found that out
When I was very young - about 3 or 4 - I kept having the same dream. It always frightened me so much I used to be afraid to go to sleep, and the feeling of relief when I woke up was overwhelming. I would dream that I was dead, and that I was floating above two graves, each covered in flowers. I knew I was dead, I was absolutely horrified and appalled about it and desperately wanted "my life" back. I felt I had perhaps done something stupid that had caused my own death. There was also a strong feeling that another person was missing, who ought to have been there, and I kept silently asking over and over again "Where is she? Where is she?" I have no conscious memories of a previous life, although I am pretty certain we do have previous lives, but I have a strong "memory" of a previous death!! I can remember also having a very powerful response to that scene in "Flatliners" where Kiefer Sutherland has to cut his own face with a scalpel. I don't like sharp objects at the best of times but I felt shaky and weepy for the rest of the film (and that scene is fairly near the beginning!) It made me wonder if there was something I've buried from my past. Also one night, when I was justbdrifting off to sleep, the thought came into my head "I've been coming back for 3,000 years" - which woke me up with a jolt! Although I'd accepted the idea of past lives, I'd never thought in terms of thousands of years before!
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Even spookier though - she told me he'd said to listen to the tape quietly on my own. So after she'd left I put it one and listened and i think I replayed it.
Next week, she called around again and I decided to put it on for her to hear. The tape wouldn't play. I fiddled with it but it broke. So no one ever heard it but me.
The other problem is he told me roughly how long I'd got :-X
Gadget
Now Gadget, no way are they supposed to tell you how long you have or haven't got, not even roughly. I think that was naughty.
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Well he didn't say the exact age just 78-80ish which I don't think is too nice :(
My Dad lived until he was 80 and my Mum was 90.
I don't think I'm going to enjoy my late 70s :(
I'll try and find the photo and put it up to see if any of you get the same vibes or messages if you like. Not sure where it is though.
Incidentally JAP, my fish is in a little bowl - he's chasing his tail ;D The 'happy family' balloons one is now only brought out for special occasions
Gadget
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Well I dreamed a few years back that my spirit guides came and told me "we can get you two extra years, so you'll live to 68 instead of 66". I said "What use are two extra years to me? You can keep them, I'll take 66!"
They can still get one little thing wrong, Gadget, even if they get other things right. If you read John Edward's books, he tells you he has to interpret pictures, symbols etc and obviously he doesn't always get it right.
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It was still spooky though.
Like I always dream of the next house we will live in - before we even know we're going to move. When we have gone looking for houses, I even know which rooms are where.
Last time was the dream I had of this one - well the site before we built it anyway, and it is a very unusual site. I even saw the piles of rocks and heather that were cleared for the foundations to go in. When my husband (a serious sceptic) has applied for jobs he's asked whether I've had one of my strange dreams about houses.
Still - that's not about ancestors though, but spooky all the same.
Gadget
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I think in my case if I dreamed of a house it would be wishful thinking! I did have an odd experience though, at the FRC, a couple of years back. I'd gone to do a shedload of research, as you do, including searching for the death of my 4 x great grandmother, Ann Green. I looked in one ledger, June or September of 1881, it would have been, but didn't find her. I was just about to close it and check the next one, when I felt a really strong impression of someone standing just behind my left shoulder, telling me to turn the pages back and look for Ada. Now the Ada in question would have been not quite 18 years old in that year - part of my plans that day were to see if I could find a marriage for her. So I was initially non-plussed at this apparent "silent suggestion" that I should look for her death in the book that I was now holding in my hands. But still, I turned back the pages, found Culling - and there she was. Dead at not quite 18 years old. I sent off for the certificate and found she'd died by "Violent self-poisoning" by drinking carbolic acid. God bless the local studies library at Bethnal Green I think it was - they found me a newspaper report into her inquest and funeral and it made sensational reading. There was a local outcry against her grandmother apparently, because at the inquest, grandma (the aforementioned Ann Green) had tarnished Ada's reputation, in the opinion of the neighbours, by stating that she was obsessed with her appearance, spent too much money on clothes etc and "beautifying herself" and "aping the manners of those who were above her in station". According to the newspaper report, grandma was hissed and catcalled at the graveside, her carriage almost overturned on the way to/from the funeral, and dead cats and dogs thrown at her house during the night after the burial. (where did they get dead cats and dogs, I ask myself?!) and the police had to prevent neighbours from burning an effigy of Mrs Green. And I would never have found out about any of this, had I not had that "silent whisper" to turn back the pages and look for Ada's death. :o
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Ooh! your story sent shivers down my spine. :o :o ;D
Fantastic story!
Pipkim
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Hi Mrs.Lizzy lovely to see you again.
What an amazing story. Though story is the wrong term to use.. experience is better.
Somebody very much wanted their story told, and you were chosen to tell it.
How very sad for young Ada to feel driven to suicide in that terrible way. You may never really get to the truth of the matter, so don't blame Ann out of hand. Half truths and whispers lead to malicious gossip that can get out of hand leading to slander and untold misery for the recipient, in this case to beyond the grave. Give her the benefit of the doubt. I should think it would take more than a harridan's words to cause a young girl to commit suicide. That's my opinion anyway.
I am wondering whether it was Ada or Ann who stood at your shoulder. Perhaps Ann wants you to try to find out the real reason why Ada committed suicide...worth a thought.
Love
Su
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I am wondering whether it was Ada or Ann who stood at your shoulder. Perhaps Ann wants you to try to find out the real reason why Ada committed suicide...worth a thought.
Love
Su
You could well be right there Su. Worth a look to see what you could find Mrs Lizzy - You never know
They do say the dead come back to bring out the truth sometimes
Carol
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The other problem is he told me roughly how long I'd got :-X
Gadget
Gadget!!!!
I have shivers going up and down my spine. Do you mean what I think you mean? Would it help to share it, or not??
MarieC
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I did :( I think a few postings above.
Gadget - off to get a blood test :o
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They do say the dead come back to bring out the truth sometimes
Carol
Sometimes wish mine would! :o ;)
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Sometimes wish mine would! :o ;)
Lol at that- I agree totally there Chui as do many others on here
Carol
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Re-reading many of the posts left on here I noticed that we all seem to have been drawn to places we should be at that time whether it is to find information or whether it is to be in a ceratin place at a certain time for info later on.
I remember reading a book a few years ago which told about our lives being mapped out before we even get here. And here was a really strange thing that seemed to make sense to me. Have you ever that had that feeling of deja vu - that you have been in a place or said a certain thing before but not sure when? Well, according tot his book (which I cannot remember the name of) it is a "signpost" that we are on the right road for that particular time of our life.
When we moved to Blackpool I could never understand WHY we did it. We have never run a hotel or steak house before (Pete was a doorman and I worked night shift at Tescos - not a place to learn Hotel running skills!) but once we got here things started to fall into place and deja vu was happening quite a lot. None of my family come from this side of the country so there were no ties here (now of course we have 3 beautiful grandsons)
Have you ever wondered why you up and leave an area you have lived in most of your life or you suddenly go off on a tangent with work and do something completely different? Well it could just be your "pathway" getting you back on the right road for you
Spooky to think about eh?
Carol
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I've often thought about that Carol.
I grew up in County Durham. When I was about 7 my Dad had the chance of a job in Worcestershire. There was endless discussion about moving away from the family and in the end we didn't go. I left the north-east and 15 years later, via Manchester and Germany, I ended up working in Shropshire.
Here comes the spooky bit. I met my husband at work and he is from Worcestershire. It turns out that if we had moved when I was 7 I would have ended up in the same town that my husband grew up in.
Were we destined to be together?!!
This feeling is partly reinforced by the fact (as in my earlier post here) that one of my ancestors and one of his seem to have worked together in 1880, despite originating from opposite ends of the country.
Wotty.
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Hi all what a night i had :'( i was on the puter last night reading the posts and read this thread
well of i toddled to bed and had the most horrible dream ever i cant remember much but a few things stick out
it was at the top of my front garden which has a little wall around it i mean little as in about 1 foot tall. Well in the corner with their backs to this little wall were these 2 people they had their backs to me i couldnt see their faces but im getting the strong impression it was my grt grandfather and grt grandmother who i have never even seen a picture of.
and beside them facing me was the Devil covered in blood :o :'( all three of them in a little row i cant remember anything else about it. At the start of the dream i knew who the 2 people were but now its just a feeling and i just cant remember for sure who they were.
very distressed Colette
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Oh Colette, what an awful dream :o :-\ :'(
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Hi All,
Colette, I'm not surprised you're distressed, hope you have a better night tonight, think sweet thoughts.
I'ts all very intriguing. I Love listening everyones stories. I've tagged mine onto Miss Marples Amazing Coincidences post, a while ago. ;D
I have had lots of coincidences crop up with my mum's side and now my husbands. I've only just started with my dad's, but nothing yet.
There is a section road between Guildford and Woking that I always find very familiar whenever we pass it (which is only once a year if that). I was not born around here, so it's not from my childhood memories. Alas, I've not found family from Woking, but just maybe it's my coachbuilding ancestors who passed through from Odiham on their way to London (in a round about sort of way). ;D
Pipkim :)
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Well Colette you had just been reading all our posts, so it does sound to me as if it was probably purely a reaction to that. As for the Devil, covered in blood, well if there was any message from your great grandparents, you know what relatives can be like when they're over here - "Why do you want to know?" "It's none of your business" etc - I am sure some of our relatives on the other side are probably just as awkward about family history as those this side of the Great Divide! My personal feeling is that there was no message in this particular dream, it was just your mind going over what you had read. Perhaps in your subconscious, the devil and blood are simply symbols of physical death. I personally believe very strongly, in fact I take it as read, that death is not the end and we do go on. I think your great-grandparents are probably happily progressing with their spiritual development, if they have not already come back to earth to continue their growth.
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Well Said Mrs Lizzy!
I was just typing something along very similar lines, - but you beat me to it. ;D ;D
Best Wishes, Romilly.
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i hope your right Mrs Lizzy, i just keep thinking why had they got their backs to me why the blood why the devil awe well im not going to think about it any more.
Hey Pipkim maybe you are remembering that stretch of road from a past life?
:)
colette
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Hi Mrs.Lizzy lovely to see you again.
What an amazing story. Though story is the wrong term to use.. experience is better.
Somebody very much wanted their story told, and you were chosen to tell it.
How very sad for young Ada to feel driven to suicide in that terrible way. You may never really get to the truth of the matter, so don't blame Ann out of hand. Half truths and whispers lead to malicious gossip that can get out of hand leading to slander and untold misery for the recipient, in this case to beyond the grave. Give her the benefit of the doubt. I should think it would take more than a harridan's words to cause a young girl to commit suicide. That's my opinion anyway.
I am wondering whether it was Ada or Ann who stood at your shoulder. Perhaps Ann wants you to try to find out the real reason why Ada committed suicide...worth a thought.
Love
Su
Well my view is that Ada never meant to commit suicide at all - I think it was a dramatic gesture that went too far and somehow she thought they would make her sick, that she would recover, perhaps be a bit pale and wan for a while and make them all ashamed of the way they'd treated her. There is a tangled mystery in there - you see Ada had been brought up by Ann, ostensibly as her adopted grandchild, but in fact Ada was the illegitimate daughter of Ann's eldest son Josiah (can't prove that by the way!) I suspect Ada thought as the granddaughter of a woman of property, niece of a couple (Martha and William Giesen) who were "professional people" and had at least at some stage, owned a ship, maybe Ada viewed herself as like them and thought she would marry a professional man, have a couple of servants etc. There was apparently a visit from a female relative a day or two before, who had "remonstrated" with Ada. I suspect they told her that she wasn't in fact like them, that she was the illegitimate daughter of a maidservant - and if so that would have come as a dreadful shock to a young Victorian woman who was a staunch member of her parish church and up till then had expected a respectable future. Unfortunately all this is guesswork. Maybe I will scan and post a copy of the newspaper report on her inquest - it is really gripping stuff.
I also have had a strong impression for many years, that Ada's brother Charles Giesen, who was my great-great grandfather, was not a particularly comfortable sort of man to be around. I just have this feeling he was and still is very angry, although he could be a bit narked with me for posting the fact of his illegitimacy on the internet. I do wonder if he knew the facts surrounding his birth as he always told the family he was "of German extraction" and gave every appearance of believing that William Henry Giesen was his father - in fact William and Martha were his adoptive parents and as we know, there was no formal adoption process until 1927 and these events were taking place from about 1862 until 1881 when Ada died.
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i hope your right Mrs Lizzy, i just keep thinking why had they got their backs to me why the blood why the devil awe well im not going to think about it any more.
Hey Pipkim maybe you are remembering that stretch of road from a past life?
:)
colette
They had their backs to you - this could be a symbol for their having passed on ahead of you into the next world - as for the devil and the blood, again, I am certain these are merely symbols in your mind of physical death. Really Colette there is nothing to worry about, it was just a dream in this case. I would recommend you meditate or something, on something beautiful that reassures you, as I think you need to put this dream aside and try to forget about it. It is obviously not helping you in any way. Bit of deep breathing, beautiful music, maybe a prayer or some positive affirmation. I am sure you are being taken care of and so are your departed relatives - don't worry.
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Thank you Mrs Lizzy, you have a lovely way with you. (lovely Nature)
You have put me at ease and made me feel loads better.
Colette
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Collette, this is a site which delves into dream interpretation http://www.dreammoods.com/ although I think it needs some personal intuition to link all the varying factors together when you look up single items.
And the devil is nothing to worry about - he doesn't exist so it can only ever be symbolic. A bit like the Death card in Tarot - it symbolises the end of something but not necessarily an actual 'death'.
I googled 'dream + interpretation' and there were loads more if you have the time (and the interest!) to look further.
Steph.
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thanks for the link passionplay,
I'm reading other peoples dreams in the forum and people reply and try to interpret them, mine is tame in comparasion to some lol. makes interesting reading all the same.
Colette
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The loveliest dream I ever had was this: I was walking alongside a riverbank, overhung with willow trees etc, and there were lots of kingfishers and other birds swooping about. One of the kingfishers landed on my shoulder and rubbed its face affectionately against my cheek. Beautiful!
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The loveliest dream I ever had was this: I was walking alongside a riverbank, overhung with willow trees etc, and there were lots of kingfishers and other birds swooping about. One of the kingfishers landed on my shoulder and rubbed its face affectionately against my cheek. Beautiful!
I would definitely say he wasone of your animal guides then MrsLizzy
Check out Animal Guides or Animal Totems and you should find him somewhere among them. They usually carry a message as well
Brilliant
Carol
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Not sure about animals - but I definitely imagined those red fly agaric fungi when I did one of those trance things once.
Gadget
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Maybe I will scan and post a copy of the newspaper report on her inquest - it is really gripping stuff.
I'd love to read about this inquest, Mrs Lizzy!
MarieC
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agrees with Marie id love to read it too
Colette
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Well I have just moved but as soon as I find it I'll scan and post it. Must look up my kingfisher guide too. It would be appropriate for my guides to be animals actually - I am completely animal crackers. Anything with four legs and a tail is a friend of mine. Any more than four legs though and you're out. Sorry. More than four legs is more than your fair share as far as I'm concerned. :o
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Hi,
My spooky experience happened when i was on holiday in Eastbourne at Easter.
I had combined a holiday and trip to Brighton History Centre for a spot of research.I especially wanted to find a newspaper report of my g g g grandfathers death.He fell from scaffolding ,age 38,whilst building St anns church in Burlington St in 1862 and broke his neck.
I found the report and set off to find the church.Unfortunately my a-z of Brighton was quite old and as i found out later the church had been demolished in the 80's.I was a bit disappointed but went back to eastbourne.
On that very night there was a report of a scaffolding collapse on the news.
The same night ,i was in bed and suddenly sat up and had the strangest experience.I couldnt see anything but there was a bright,bright light,very intense around the edge of my eyes and i heard ,very clearly,in the room...".Hello Duck" in a mans voice,very conversational.
It could have all been a dream i suppose and my hubby heard nothing but i'm quite sure it could have been Charles my ggg grandfather coming back to say hello!
Cathy
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My GG Uncle's wife came from literally just a couple of miles down the road from where I live. Considering we moved about 200 miles from where the rest of the family was, it does seem a bit spooky.
Andrew
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Like I said earlier - They would help us if they could and I'm sure some of them do with the coincidences we have come across
Carol
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Like I said earlier - They would help us if they could and I'm sure some of them do with the coincidences we have come across
Carol
Yes! I think you are right! But not all of them want to help. Some of mine seem to be hindering my searches for them!
MarieC
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Marie
I agree, I am sure sometimes I can hysterical laughing somewhere when I try to search for them!
Kerry :-\
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We're here to keep them amused I think - Like:
'Ha, Ha, there's dear old Kerry looking for us again' 'Oh I see our Marie's found the wrong one, sh, don't let on mind'.... etc., etc.
Just think though, if time didn't go forwards but backwards, they would be our descendants ??? ??? ???
Gadget
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Trouble is because we are so busy doing our FH, we are making it extremely easy for our descendants. They won't have the problems we're having if we leave all these records.
Who can we have a laugh at then??
Kerry :-\ :-\
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Ummm............... ??? ??? ???
From previous discussions we've had Kerry, we'll not have direct descendants :'( :'( :'(
Gadget
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LOL
I need a drink!!!!!!
It's all this talk of shorts and things!
Kerry ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D :-\ :-\
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Trouble is because we are so busy doing our FH, we are making it extremely easy for our descendants. They won't have the problems we're having if we leave all these records.
Who can we have a laugh at then??
Kerry :-\ :-\
What are our descendants going to do in their spare time, if we've done it all? ;D ;D ;D
My daughter is always asking why I'm interested in dead people and whenever I'm missing she says "Mummy is on the computer looking for dead people". I've told her when she's older she may well be interested too.
I'm still fascinated why I've ended up living only a few miles from where some of my ancestors lived for quite a while in the 1800's and probably before and my husbands family have cropped up 250miles way where I once lived and where my husband and I met by complete coincidence (which I've mentioned before somewhere ;D ;D ) All quite spooky to me. :o
It makes me feel quite close to some of my ancestors and I now I feel like I belong down south, even thought I still have a slight Lancashire accent.
Pipkim :)
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Trouble is because we are so busy doing our FH, we are making it extremely easy for our descendants. They won't have the problems we're having if we leave all these records.
Who can we have a laugh at then??
Kerry :-\ :-\
So we do the cruel thing like they did to us and hide it all !! lol
Carol
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Well, my great nephew and niece know that great aunty gadget is 'doing the ancestors'. In fact, the nephew wanted to know if was he xxxx the sixth or seventh. They will indeed get all my stuff and, I hope, treasure it but, given the lack of foresight on the part of some of my parents' brothers and sisters, I'm not sure if they will.
Perhaps the best thing to do is to get it all up on a website and/or leave it all to a Family/Local History Society or Library. I've already started by publishing the odd bit in one FH Soc magazine.
Gadget
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That sounds like a good idea Gadget, one I shall have to follow myself. Make sure all my hard work doesn't just get wasted.
My 11 year old nephew seems to be getting interested in FH, though as Friday night at my parents, he asked me for the web address of my website so he can study who is descended from. He's always liked history so I hope he will get interested.
Kerry ;D
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The only experience I've had you could describe as spooky came with my great-grandmother. Now, my great-grandfather had left her during the 1920s 'cause while he was away (he was in the navy) she was playing around with the lodger (she had children who I've never been able to trace by the lodger). Now something we didn't know until recently is that she had moved to number 122 Bower Street in Maidstone.
The spooky this there is...that was the house I grew up in. She had moved out of the house long before her death, but 50-years later without any knowledge that his grandmother had owned the place my father bought the house. That's just something that amazes me.
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Kerry and Gadget, lol!!! ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D
I was nearly doing some hysterical laughing myself when I read your posts, but what you say is too true to be funny!
I can practically hear my gggrandfather Edward Martin taunting me down the years, "Nyah nyah, ne nyah nyah! I've covered my tracks so well that you will never find what happened to me! (Hysterical laughter!) Trouble is, I think he's right! He will have the last laugh!
Now is that spooky, or what??
MarieC
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What did we ever do to them??
Kerry :-\ ;D ;D
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What did we ever do to them??
Kerry :-\ ;D ;D
Nothing compared to what we're going to do to them when we catch them, on this side and the next! On this side: publish all the gory details on the internet (serves them right if you ask me!) and on the other side, psychic thick ears for being so obstreperous!
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Well, I'd certainly like to know who that ANON grt grandad is. I'd give him quite an earful about deserting my grt granny and causing her all that hardship and so on - and the disgrace in those days. But I'm glad he existed or I wouldn't be, would I ???
Gadget
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I suppose when you think of the high number of ancestors we must all have had, there are bound to be a few bad apples in there.
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I haven't found any exactly bad apples, just a lot of ancestors with a warped sense of humour!!!
Kerry :) ;) ;)
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What did we ever do to them??
Kerry :-\ ;D ;D
Nothing compared to what we're going to do to them when we catch them, on this side and the next! On this side: publish all the gory details on the internet (serves them right if you ask me!) and on the other side, psychic thick ears for being so obstreperous!
LOL, Mrs Lizzy!!! ;D ;D You are spot on!
(Do you suppose threatening like this will help - or are they immune to threats, where they are?? ??? ::) )
MarieC
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We could all go to Carol's and have a group threat. That would learn 'um.
Gadget
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I think some of them get a bit disgruntled when you fail to be suitably scared of them! My mum has a ghost at her house and it used to tease her dog. I got very annoyed indeed with it and shouted at it. I was SO angry. Next day it pushed the (8 foot) Christmas tree over and I just picked it up and sorted it out, all along, loudly questioning the validity of the union between the ghost's parents at the time of his/her birth. There is still something/someone there, and a smell of mothballs tends to float round the place, but there's no feeling of hostility and it doesn't tease the dogs anymore. Not even when scary Mrs Lizzy isn't there!
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I think some of them get a bit disgruntled when you fail to be suitably scared of them! My mum has a ghost at her house and it used to tease her dog. I got very annoyed indeed with it and shouted at it. I was SO angry. Next day it pushed the (8 foot) Christmas tree over and I just picked it up and sorted it out, all along, loudly questioning the validity of the union between the ghost's parents at the time of his/her birth. There is still something/someone there, and a smell of mothballs tends to float round the place, but there's no feeling of hostility and it doesn't tease the dogs anymore. Not even when scary Mrs Lizzy isn't there!
Blimey !!! ROFLOL !! ;D
I was laughing like a mad woman reading about this and could see this poor ghost stood shaking in the corner while you called it everything from a pig to a dog. He was probably wondering to himself "Aren't we the ones that are supposed to scare them?? ??? "
We have a few ghosts here at the hotel and one of them is a little old man. He doesn't like messy, noisy kids but he just happens to be in one of the rooms that I made into a Family room so he has no choice. When we first started here he was terrible for scaring them by turning the lights in and off and it was always when the kids were messy or very noisy. After 6 months of white faced guests every morning I told him that the kids paid and he was there for free so he had to put up with them or move elsewhere. He's still here and now and again does the lights if we have noisy groups in but he leaves the kids alone. He now picks on noisy stag groups in that room.
Carol
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Hee hee - noisy stag groups - I spect he really wants to join in.
My sister used to have a ghost in her flat in central London. We called her the Blue Lady. She was apparently a Jewish woman who'd lived there in the 1930s and had a little dachshund. She would walk up and down the corridor and sit in the ancestral rocking chair and in the spare bedroom. I never saw her but always sensed when she was about. Mum and sister used to see her though. About 15 years ago when I was staying there I woke up struggling for breath as if I was being strangled and there was this white haze above me. I couldn't speak but somehow jumped up and ran to sister's room. She and my niece got up. Sister then found a bible she'd had at her confirmation - white leather bound if I recall correctly. She went into the spare bedroom with me and niece cowering behind and told the woman what for (and she can really tell you what for !) and then read something from the old testament - a psalm i think. We then all slpt in sister's room.
She's not been seen since.
Gadget
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Have you tried "Orb hunting" Gadget?
Use a digi camera to take photos and spot the orbs (energy of the ghosts in orb form) When we have parties here (especially on New Year) there are hundreds of them. They love parties and get togethers.
Our main problem is that the hotel next door and this one used to be one building so there are still doors in the walls though many have been boarded over but as long as there is a link to the buildings they can come through. Next door take a lot of OAP'2 and many of them die while staying there (Great advert I know) but then we get them floating through to ours for a look.
Great fun when you have guests in and all of a sudden you hear someone say something about seeing someone or something. I just sit grinning. The guests always come back though so it can't be too bad can it?
Carol
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My Mum and her sisters would love it Carol :o :o :o
At Christmas time when the family were all together, they would sit up all night swapping ghost stories. Sister and I used to sit in the Hall and listen to them until it got too cold or they found us. They'd have a bag of chestnuts and a bowl of salt and cups of tea (not much booze in those days).
I remember one of them saying about someone coming down the path and through the door and stuff - 'he's coming to get me' and about going to spiritualist meetings and stuff.
Oh they're probably all at your place now - Mum in that sack dress and her sisters in their funny glasses and stuff :) :) :)
Say Hello to them for me
Gadget
Just notice an awful lot of stuff in this!!!!
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I'm pretty sure we've got a ghost here. It used to annoy the cat when she was alive, so I liked it a lot (I disliked that cat). :P
A few occassions I've woken up at night and seen a figure standing by my bed watching me. Does nothing other than stand there watching over me. It didn't start showing up until my Grandma died, so my Mum and I are sure it's her. We we're really close, and we're sure she's there still looking after me.
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Just say hello next time and see what happens sgolding
Carol
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Well, I still talk to my Mum and Dad even if i can't see them and when I'm feeling ill, I always want my Mum. Daft, I know but she was so super when we were ill.
Gadget :'(
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Hey gang
How's this for spooky:
http://www.rootschat.com/forum/index.php/topic,158854.from1148848430/topicseen.html#msg742912
Gadget ;D
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Gadget
Very spooky!
Kerry
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Tis the spookiest thing yet - and I've had some spookies :o :o :o
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I've had some feelings in my time but your spooky experiences beats the lot of them!
Kerry
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Some spooky photos whist lifting my gg grandfathers headstone in Camberwell Old Cemetry........ there was no mist and check out the orbs???
Eeeek!
Cal
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:o never mind the Orbs is that someone standing in the middle of the bush??????
Colette
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I thought that!! But rationale tells me it is leaves :o
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Where in the bushes do you mean teap?
If you check the orb inb the 2nd photo you can see that you have caught it as it is moving away from you. There is a stream of light just behind it
Very nice photos Cal and very clear orbs
Carol
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Hi Carol
I sent mine to you
Did you find the same as me on the big version?
Gadget
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i saved the pic put a circle round where i can see someone and it wont let me post it, it says there is already a file with that name so im totally lost
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Just rename the picture as something else Colette then re-send
Gadget
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now its saying its too big >:(
what the hell am i doing wrong?
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I think it has to be quite small Colette - what software are you using? Just resize it until it's about 100kb or less.
Gadget
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Hi Carol
I sent mine to you
Did you find the same as me on the big version?
Gadget
Pete is on the email comp at the min so can't get on but will get a look tomorrow and let you know
Anyone else got spooky pics?
Carol
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oh boy
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Can't see it properly teap
Too small I think
Carol
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once more
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I think that it is the angel statue behind but yet again it seems lower than the angel in the larger picture posted first.
Carol
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:-[ i didnt know there was an angel statue lol silly me i bet thats what it is :-[
colette
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Yes but the statue is higher in the original Colette
Carol
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I'd just like to add that I was with Cal that day that we lifted the headstone, and there definitely was no mist, I have a photo of that same angel tombstone, and it's clear as a bell :o :o :o
Cal I think those Ingrams were onto us that day! ;D ;D ;D
Cuz P x
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Hi Prue & fellow watchers :)
I'm still to be convinced about all of this. Having done masses of photography in my time, It looks to me as if there is some kind of light leak in the camera or some damage to the image after it was take - especially since Prue's had nothing.
Using your approach why else would Cal's have shown this and Prue's not if it was orbs and dead relatives?
I'm open minded but really do need to be convinced.
Gadget
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The answer is the shutter speed Gadget
If one camera is faster than the other it will pick up more
Have you checked your photos yet? It is mainly with digi cameras that it works as they are faster than the normal ones
Carol
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I enjoy photography myself,one trick I use to create a mist effect is to breathe on the lense,you have to be quick in taking the photo but it can produce some ghostly pictures.
Derek.
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Derek
I'm not sure that's helpful comment, because you've convinced me that's how it's done. I think I am just too sceptical.
Kerry
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Would it be possible for Prue to put up her photograph(s) for comparison. Also we would need the ASA rating, shutter speed and depth of field (aperture) settings for both. Dirty lenses - especially dust and smears- quite commonly reflect the sun's rays.
I'm not doubting Cal's photos or suggesting that she tweeked them. I would just like to examine all the evidence before coming down on either side.
At the moment, i still feel it's an accidental effect.
GAdget
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Atmospheric conditions could be a factor as well. :-\
Derek.
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They say it was a bright clear day, Derek but there's also focusing ???
Gadget
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I agree,thats a good point to make on the focusing,but don't you think that even on a bright clear day the coldness of the lense surface could possibly mist up :-\
Derek.
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Gadget
What do you mean when you say focusing because the rest of both pictures are in focus?
Kerry
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It's depth of field Kerry. If you focus on a point, the image that is in focus depends on mainly aperture. This means, say, that objects 3 mtres away might be in focus but not those that are (say) closer than 2 metres. So you might say the DofF is from 2 to 6 m.
I've forgotten the formula but could look it up if you really want to know the detail.
Gadget
Edited to make it a bit more clear
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Gadget
No I'm with you now. I think! Pete has spent hours explaining to me about aperture and depth of field and stuff and I think I get it. :-\
Kerry
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Heehee This is getting very interesting now
I love to see a good debate with good points for both sides - very healthy
Carol
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I'm neutral Carol.
I just want some evidence to support the theory that these are photos of orbs. I don't think it's enough to just say they are.
Gadget
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I'm sceptical but willing to listen to arguments that could convince me!!!!
Kerry
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Like Gadget quite rightly pointed out on the aperature.it allows the light to meet after being reflected or refract at the point of concentration,if for example you wanted to take the same photo twice and just happen to step to one side from your original stance,the second photo would be slightly out of focus. :-\
Derek.
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hello!
when i was a little girl about 2-3 i used to have awful nightmares i used to dream that my 'real' parents had flown away in a hot air ballon and i can remember waving at them,much later (when i was 17) i found out i was adopted by my grandparents and who i thought was my sister was infact my mum.
But the worst ones were of people burning infact they were so bad that a nurse had to come to the house to give me injections and i can remember screaming and crying and trying to get away from her.
When i was much older my mum (nan) told me that she had been adopted and her mothers first child a little girl had died at the age of 5 she had been brushing her hair by a candle and it caught alight.
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Hate to spoil the thinking on this but that heavenly body"the orb' is definitely mist on the lense,in my experience,mist is always more compact in the middle of the lense :-\
Derek.
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when my son was very small about 3 he would talk about a little boy he described the boy who was older than him and seemed to be from another time the name 'GENUS' would come up i dont know what that means but the scarry thing was that he said the little boy had a rope around his neck.
Befor he was born my son said he was on a cloud with all the other babies waiting for parents,but befor that he said he was a lady in a long red dress but a nasty man stabbed her with a knife and then he was a baby again,he would talk about this constanly with no prompting from us and said he saw 'GENUS' everynight but never seemed worried about it,he never mentions it now and nor do we.
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Amazing redspookhunter - especially the dreams
Carol
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Nobody as ever believed this so I'll see what you think,I was just a boy when this happened,on a clear night I always looked up at the stars before I got into bed,one beautiful clear night the stars shone at their very best,out of the corner of my eye this object came into view,it looked like a star but was much bigger,it went round and round in the same area for ages,it must have been a good hour before it vanished,now I've seen loads of shooting stars up in the Yorshire dales and the Welsh hills on our camping trips but nothing like that experience as a child. :o :o :o
Derek
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Throughout my life I have had loads of those de javu moments when you think you've been somewhere before and you know what you are going to say next. But I also have had recurring dreams about places and years later I go somewhere and I think, hey I've drempt about this place.
I know I definitely have never been there before. One in particularly that I used to have as a child was about a railway platform and running up some stairs to go across to the other station.
Then years later I visited a steam railway on the North Devon and Somerset coast and as I was walking up the stairs, I realised it was the place of my dream. There was a poster that I remembered.
I don't know why I should have drempt about it.
Weird (Mind you my partner, Pete reckons I'm spooky because I have guessed right the sex of 35 + babies born to friends and family. I don't know how I do it, except to say that the couple expecting are a male or female couple and it can change between pregnancies. :o :o :o :o :o He thinks it might be to do with smelling hormones!!!!)
Kerry
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I do believe you Derek but would not like to say what I think it may have been. Many would agree and many would possibly shout from the roof tops how crazy I am lol
Kerry - I have always been told that deja vu experiences are sign posts showing that you are in the right place in your life. You are supposed to have chosen your life and how it goes and these experiences are to show you that you are still on the right road. That station must have meant more to you than you realised at the time
Carol
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Hello Carol.
So you think you know what it was,you can give me your thoughts if you like,
believe me,I'm completely shockproof and pretty good at facing any gremlins. ::) ::) ::)
Derek.
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Hi Gadget, you sceptic you!! ;D
I could post my pictures, but a) I think they're all on a CD somewhere in the midden of boxes that are yet to be unpacked from the "recent" (i.e. three months ago) house move :-[ :-[ ... and b) I would not be able to tell you any of the aperture, speed etc. details as it was done automatically with a digi camera. Same with Cal's I expect.
I have seen alot of "fake" ghost/mist/orb photos, but I've also seen alot that defy explanation, and had enough experiences of my own to remain open-minded to the idea of a spirit "world". Anyone who has been to Port Arthur in Tasmania, and seen the ghost photos that have been submitted by visitors to that place (they used to be up in the building next to the cafe that was the scene of that dreadful massacre - expect they are all gone now) would be in very little doubt!
Prue
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Well I had a quick look at the CDs I had here near the computer and found the photos! They weren't packed away after all.
My photo doesn't show anything weird at all.
As for why the "orbs" or "mist" would show to one relative and not the other, I have no idea. If that's what they are, and they are able to control when and where they appear, then maybe they can appear to whomever they choose...there was nothing that we saw with our eyes that can explain the things on Cal's photos...
Who knows?
P
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Prue, your photo is an excellent photo - you are obviously an excellent and careful photographer!
'Ghostly Orb' = a drop of water or somesuch accidentally dropped (by a human - most probably the photographer) on the lens.
'Spooky Mist' = someone (a human - most probably the photographer) accidentally breathed on the lens.
;D
JAP
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Hi Prue
Only just caught up with this again - been digging in KKD and Yorkshire ;D
Anyway, thanks for digging out your photo. I've put them all together . Your's is from a slightly different angle but I'm convinced now that Cal's lens was (ssh) dirty or smudgy; possibly even out of focus.
Gadget the neutral sceptic ;D
It would be interesting to see the photos that came before and after the ones you took Cal
Just had another look - there is definitely some dew or something on your branches - or is it sunlight.
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When I first started work, I worked in a solicitors office as a Jr. The local solicitors use to send their Jr to a empty house (which one of them owned in the town). We exchange mail which was to each other, to save postage. It was a beautiful house. When I started to trace my Grand Father family. I found out it was my 2 times great Grand Father house. He had lived there for 40 years and had died there. Not Spooky but funny, don't you think!
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Oh Gadget...... don't let my brother hear you say the lens was dirty he would kill me :o (I was on big trust with his precious camera)
I have looked the photow before and left on the numbers as they appeared on the camera. I have missed out a few as they are clear and are of folk and the headstone and the ones directly after the spooky ones were taken in doors and were clear as a bell!!
& Jap I did not breathe on the lens!!
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sorry don't know how to multi attachments so here are some more.... the spooky ones were after the second photo on here
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This made my hair stand on end. We had gone on an open day to Sefton Church, we did not know what to expect really, but were thrilled when we could look at all the transcribed registers. There was a queue of people waiting to be helped, so we had a look around the very old and beautiful building.
I saw a lady leaving the area so made my move and asked about the registers. I gave the oldest of the names I had and the gentleman turned very pale, I thought he was ill! He said that is very strange, the lady that was just in front of you, asked about the same person. Now this was just a minute in time even less really and I rushed outside to find her. He had shown her to a place of burial before taking her back inside to view the registers for the name I had asked about. She was nowhere to be seen and the road was long and clear to see. It was as if she had just gone up in a puff of smoke. :o
I can honestly say I went cold and everyone thought it was really weird, the gentleman was telling everybody as it had never happened before and no, she was not in a car either!!
Pam
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Wow Pam :o :o :o Definitely spooky! Perhaps it was one of your ancestors paying you a visit :D
Prue
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I'd have been heartbroken to have missed her. Probably would have been up and down the road etc plaintively calling out . . . . what??!
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Hi Prue
Yes it was very eery!! Especially being in the Church as well and nobody had ever seen her before. Each time we visit, I am looking for her and I can even remember what her coat was like. 666 came to mind at one point!! The goose bumps were like boils on my arms!!
Hi Mrs Lizzy
I was really sad to have not got the chance to talk to her, she may have had some info that I hadn't. Also she may have been a long lost relie and that is sad.
Pam
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Maybe she was longer lost than you thought! ;D
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Oh Gadget...... don't let my brother hear you say the lens was dirty he would kill me :o (I was on big trust with his precious camera)
I have looked the photow before and left on the numbers as they appeared on the camera. I have missed out a few as they are clear and are of folk and the headstone and the ones directly after the spooky ones were taken in doors and were clear as a bell!!
Just caught up with this Cal ::)
Was the camera digital or film? If it was digital and you looked after it, was there anything, anything at all - weather like a sudden sun beam, hair in front of lens, etc. that could explain it ???
Gadget
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Maybe she was longer lost than you thought! ;D
Doesn't bare thinking about, does it!
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HI Gadget
It was a dull damp dismal day .... a typical November day but not that cold..... I do suspect it was because it was drizzly that the camera caught up in all those images. I was careful to take care of the camera, but it was the fact that some where clear then others were not.
I confess to not being the greatest photographer ::) but I have not had photos like that appear since with the same camera doing grave hopping on a damp old day! Just one of those things I think.... oh yes it is a digital camera.
Pam
What a great spooky story. :o I wonder who she was? What did she look like?
Cal
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Pam
What a great spooky story. :o I wonder who she was? What did she look like?
Cal
Hi Cal
To me she just looked quite ordinary, in her 60's I'd say and her coat was just a green anorak type. That might have been a disguise though, eh!!! I'll not forget her and neither will the bloke that was helping her and I.
I loved those photos Cal. I will tell you this tale but it has no slight on yours honest. I had to laugh though, my husband's turn out like that all the time. He always seems to be smoking when he takes a picture and we get the mist!! Spoils most of them.
Pam
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Definitely no mist, no smoke and no weird trails of light to be seen when Cal and I took those pics! ;D
Cal, have you noticed in the one of me bending down and showing the world my fat bum, there is a streak of red across the top left corner? I thought it was a branch of the bramble bush that you can see on the left, but it looks different from that...
Wooooooooo..... ;D
Oh, and definitely no sunbeams gadget, it was a heavily overcast, damp day.
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Hi Pam
Definately a disguise ;) ...... she may have been spotted earlier if she had turned up in a frock like my Matilda here ;D ;D
Is that the Church by the Punch Bowl pub???
Prue
Now you are freaking me out.... had not spotted the red streak before.... that will be gg grandad Joseph Henry pointing at you
tee hee ;D
Cal
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.... that will be gg grandad Joseph Henry pointing at you
tee hee ;D
Cal
Yeah...probably saying "damn! She found us!!"
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Yep but he will be laughing too....... 'yes you have found me here ... but as for all of us in here you will not track our ancestry!!!!!!' ;)
I tell you they always have the last laugh ;D
Cuz
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oh you two ???
Here am I trying to undertake a serious debate andyou reduce it to bums and laughter ;D ;D ;D
I'm going to have another serious look, but I think it could be your hair CAl :-\
Gadget
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But I am blonde!!!
Ok say no more ;D ;D ;D
Cal ;)
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Hi All,
I have followed this trend with much interest--decided to put my piece or two in.
About 10 years ago, I was in Brooklyn doing some paperwork at the governmental building. Up the street, there was a courthouse. Something drew me to it. I went across the crossing street to it and looked up the board where they listed all the departments and rooms and their locations. There it says Naturalisation and other Room. I remembered thinking to myself--"umm, perhaps I can find my Mum's grandad's papers there."
So off I to the room. I realised a mistake after seeing many ledgers on many shelves...thinking "uh, no....gee, it will be a bit difficult to do it." But something inside me prompted me to continue what I am coming for. I walked up to the gentleman behind the counter and told him that I would like to find my g grandad's papers. He asked what year. A year just popped in my head and said, "1917." Then he proceeded to ask me what name he was under. I gave him my g grandad's name.
He actually took the ledger off the shelf and brought it to the counter. He opened it and looked it up--there was my g grandad's petition for naturalisation. He showed it to me to make sure I had a right person--as I was reading it--my eyes were popping out because it was my very g grandad and his family (it even listed my grandmum)! I just knew I had a right person.
The gentleman was surprised and asked me if I am positively sure about it. I told him yes and explained that I know the details on his family. He smiled and he went to other shelf to take out a ledger without asking me anything. He proceeded to make photocopies. When he was done with it, he gave the photocopies to me. I asked him how much the photocopies cost. He said they are free because it was the first time he ever had a person coming in and finding an ancestor in the records on a flimsy guess! :)
Some months later, my cousin who had the actual/real naturalisation certificate on my g grandad. It matched up nicely against my photocopy. I told him how I got it and all.
He was surprised as we both know one has to know when one was naturalised--I did not know at that the time!!
I guess I have someone guiding me,eh?
Regards,
Tees
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Hi again
Another story may or not spook you--
when I was about 5 years old, I was sent to fetch my Grandmum by my Mum. We were living with my grandparents at that time. Mum told me not to woke my grandmum if she was napping with a stern face. I replied, "Yes, I won't do that." Off I to get her--I found her napping in the couch. I remembered my Mum's stern message.
I went downstairs and told her that Grandmum was sleeping. Some time later on the same day, my Grandad got home and went upstairs. He was screaming for my Mum. She rushed off and everything was in blur...remembered my Grandmum being carried out to the ambulance. Even saw her being electrically shocked to no avail. They quickly close the door and they went off...apparently, she had died in her sleep.
Some nights later--I woke up and felt a bit scared. I walked to my parents' bedroom and asked if I could sleep with them. They grumpily let me in...I slept well, more or less. Something kept "nagging" me to wake up. I wake up and saw a beautiful Easter basket from the mirror on the closet door. It was under the bed--I decided to look in the under--it was empty! Then my head moved up and saw even more beautiful Easter basket in the mirror--I turned my head to the under and the floor under the bed showed no sign of it. I turned my head up and still saw the basket, even more beautiful and bigger. I decided to get out of the bed and got on the floor. I remember my hands trying to grab it during I was looking at the mirror--no sign of it being materialised or actual physically being there. After trying to "get" it, the image disappearred from the mirror.
Well, when I was doing my family history--I was looking at the date of my grandmum's death-- and remembered my experience. I decided to look up old calendar from that year--it clitched it--my grandmum died some days before Easter!!
Was that the message she attempt to send me?? I often had wondered about it. I did tell my Mum about it--she simply put it down as a dream that I thought I was awakened and all. I am pretty certain I was fully conscious and all.
Spooky coincidence with the timing?
-Tees
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Tees
The first post about the naturalisation was fantastic. They often guide us like that.
The second post about your Gran was well spooky - I still have goosebumps on my arms (an no draughts here either!) No wonder you waited a while to post them - made to spook us in one go!
Carol
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Hi Carol
Glad you enjoyed my postings! Yes, it still bothered me about my Granny's attempt to send me a message--I guess I would have to wait until I am Upstairs then I shall ask her about it!! ;D
Another freaky coincidence is I recently got my g granny's sister's birth cert. I was getting it for her descendant who remembered her from when he was a little lad living with her. Anyway, her birth date was nearly 100 years apart from mine--to be exact, 98 years!! We have same day and month for our birthdays!
I am a bit afraid to share this detail with my cousin because I do not want anyone to think I am daft and all!
Regards,
Tees
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Hi again
I feel compelled to share this with you--
I had dreamt about the elderly couple in the photograph--it was shown to me by somebody. I just put it down as a loony dream and all. For I could not make of it.
It was not until I got the set of photographs from my other cousin in the post--you guess it right, one of them is the same elderly couple I saw in my dream of the photograph!!
This elderly couple was my ggg grandparents!! They lived to ripe old age and was fortunate to be photographed when it was affordable to do.
I told my cousin about it--she politely replied that I may have seen the photograph somewhere before. Honest to God, I never saw the photograph or the couple before with an exception for my dream. How can it be true, I often wondered!
I am pretty sure someone Upstairs is trying to send me the message...I am sure it was a friendly one. ;D
Regards
Tees
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My first post to start this thread was about a man ho kept showing up in dreams, I then drew him and a month later I am given a photo of a wedding and there he is stood in the back row - exactly as I drew him right down to the rounded collar
Even when I look at the photo now he seems to be grinning at me as though to say "Have you worked it out yet?"
Hopefully I will very soon
Carol
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Hi Carol
Yes, I remembered that story.
My GGGgrandad had a scowl on his face in the photograph.
It looked like he was in his late 70s or early 80s around the early 20th century.
Your gentleman is preferred to mine! ;D
Hope you are able to crack the mystery of this unknown gentleman. I am currently waiting for few relatives to get back to me on three photos with unknown relatives as to whom they were and how they were related to us.
All the best
Tees
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Carol
I hope you work it out, wouldn't it be great to have a solution.
I just wish some of mine would give me a few clues sometimes!!! I'm waiting, I'll listen!!!
Kerry :) :o
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My first post to start this thread was about a man ho kept showing up in dreams, I then drew him and a month later I am given a photo of a wedding and there he is stood in the back row - exactly as I drew him right down to the rounded collar
Even when I look at the photo now he seems to be grinning at me as though to say "Have you worked it out yet?"
Hopefully I will very soon
Carol
Carol
Between you and me, we'll get there, cariad. I'm pondering your Price/Roberts dilemma as I write - any vibes coming through ???
Gadget
PS have you still got the drawing and the photo - if so it would be worth putting them up
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I will have to scan the picture but will do as soon as possible then see what you all think
Carol
Just going onto Price / Roberts now
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Is that the Church by the Punch Bowl pub???
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Hi Cal
Yes it is and a real beautiful church with loads of history. I feel really at home when we visit.
Do you know it Cal?
Pam
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HI Pam
I pass it once a week when I go to visit my Mum (she lives in Southport). I have never stopped off there but I think I should. It is a spectacular church from the outside.... but what are they building next door???... just had a thought maybe your lady went for a swift one in the pub???
C
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Hi Cal
She may well have done, but didn't seem dressed for that, if you know what I mean!! I had a thought that she may have been uncomfortable in the Church, as she may have been a Catholic? The cousin I found was very uneasy when she went with us one Bank Holiday. As a child she had had it drummed into her that the Church (Cof E) had caused loads of problems etc. sad really.
I think they are building houses, but there is a part they cannot build on, as it is part of a very old building, just can't remember at this moment what it was, old age I suppose!!
Pam
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Hi Pam
If she was from Liverpool and surrounding areas the religious bit was drummed into them from an early age. I know from my mother about the relgious splits in the 1930s/40s. A schoolpal of mine met and eventualy married a Catholic boy and my oh my what a problem it caused with her parents. I agree how very sad!
So you think the green anorak brigade would not nip in for a tipple to the pub?? The food last time I was there was not that good though lol
Still convinced she was was an ancestor of yours nipping in the queque before you ;)
Cal
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If she was from Liverpool and surrounding areas the religious bit was drummed into them from an early age. I know from my mother about the relgious splits in the 1930s/40s. A schoolpal of mine met and eventualy married a Catholic boy and my oh my what a problem it caused with her parents. I agree how very sad!
I agree with that, the first time I attended a wedding in St Chad's Church (see my profile picture) I wondered whether a thunderbolt would hit me since I thought I shouldn't be in there, that was the teaching when we were young.
I'd love to see inside St Helens Church, every time I pass it's closed, having said that I've never aimed for a time when there would be a service on, which would make more sense wouldn't it? :P
See my main family name - I believe that it would be the aim of nearly everyone with the name to trace their ancestry back to the village which we were named after?? ;D ;D
Mary
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Hi Mary
So are all your Lunts were from Lunt? (did you see what someone did with the road sign a few months ago :-X )
If so you should have a hunt around the church.......... maybe you may see Pams rellie too ... or maybe someof your own ;D
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Hi Mary
So are all your Lunts were from Lunt?
I'm afraid not .... or at least not yet awhile anyway,but I live in hopes. West Derby and before that the Low Hill and Wavertree areas of Liverpool but that's not too far away for them to have migrated is it?
It's a little while since I wandered around there so I haven't seen the road sign but I bet it's nasty >:(
When I pass next I'll keep my eyes peeled for green anoraks ::) ;D
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I'd love to see inside St Helens Church, every time I pass it's closed, having said that I've never aimed for a time when there would be a service on, which would make more sense wouldn't it? :P
See my main family name - I believe that it would be the aim of nearly everyone with the name to trace their ancestry back to the village which we were named after?? ;D ;D
Mary
Hi Mary
I have some Lunt's in my tree. They married sisters of my Grt. Grt. Grt. Grandmother. One of them was at Huntsbrook farm which is very close to Lunt village.
Also the Church, St Helen, is open on every Bank Holiday Monday and it is worth the visit. You will find a good listing of the Lunt's in that area in the registers which are on display.
Hi Cal
Yep I am convinced to, but still keep trying to come up with something logical. ::) I like to think she has changed the anorak, but then I wouldn't possibly recognise her!!! :D
Pam
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Thanks Pam, I expect that's where my next Bank Holiday Day out will be then ;D ;D It sounds worth taking a note of those entries for future reference. It's unfortunate that I can't get my lot back to there yet ...... maybe one day.
Mary
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Hi Mary
I don't know if you have seen this site before, but it is a good resource.
http://www.marisancestry.co.uk/Trails/Lunt.htm
There is another one and it has a huge database and it may just be contained within the above link, but I am not 100% sure. You will have to let me know as I haven't been on there for a while, keep getting side tracked!! ::)
Pam
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Thanks for that link Pam, that's one I haven't seen, although it seems as if that family have their roots in Cheshire whereas mine are in Liverpool at least back to about 1750. Maybe Ann, the mother of Benjamin could have had links to Liverpool before that.
Looking at the recent photograph on there, I wouldn't discount a family likeness however, see this picture of my dad and his two brothers.
Ooops photo far too big, hope this is better! It would have been taken when dad (on the right) was over 80, the one in the middle about 7 years younger and the one on the left about 2 years older than dad. They all share that shiny head with the Lunt from the link!!!
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OK this is my third attempt to write this, I have given up twice and not pressed Post.
So I'll keep it very brief.
I smell perfume, it is very strong, as if they are standing next to you, and comes and goes very quickly.
I got the strong sent of my Grandma's perfume, just before getting a big breakthrough on her family, I had nothing on her family, then it just seemed to open up to me with information and connections coming from all directions. It happens very rarely maybe four or five times in the past ten years, I am never thinking about the person at the time it just comes out of the blue.
I am open minded about these things, and quite happy to find an explanation for them, but as yet I have not found one for this.
I am not frightened by it, I find it quite comforting.
I'm also having a few problems with my door bell at the moment, but thats another story.
Janet.
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Hi Janet :)
How lovely to get a whiff of your grandma's perfume. She obviously likes to be around you even now...I am a great one for smells and aromas and scents, they evoke amazing memories and thoughts for me where they don't for other people, so maybe some of us are more attuned to smell than other sensations like visions or sounds etc.
Another story about smells, although not to do with research...About 10 years ago, my husband's uncle-by-marriage was killed in a car accident. Hubby's mum went to stay with her sister a little later on, at the time of the inquest. My mother in law likes to get up very early in the morning before anyone else is awake, so one morning she had made herself tea and toast and went to sit in the sunroom to have her breakfast. Suddenly she could smell cigar smoke, and she recognised it as the smell of the ones uncle Bill had liked to smoke! She looked around and couldn't see any smoke or anyone about...it slowly faded away but she realised that she was sitting in Bill's favourite chair at the time. It freaked her out a bit, but she's never told anyone but me about it.
Prue
P.S. for the sceptics ;D: no, it wasn't residual cigar smoke in the armchair, because Bill wasn't allowed to smoke in the house, and the armchair is leather so had no buildup of odours.
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Hi Prue,
Yes the first time it happened to me I was very freaked out, I really did think I was imagining things, it is not something I usually bring up in conversation either as people tend to think I'm very strange (well they probably think that any way)
The first time it happened was while I was pregnant with my first child, I had gone for a lie down in the middle of the day, and I got the sent of a very close friend of the family who had died earlier in the year, She was a very heavy smoker, and I got a strong mix of her perfume and cigarettes, which was just her.
I am more used to it now, though as I said it happens rarely, yes smell does bring back lots of lovely memories.
Janet.
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Just been reading the post (back catologue)
and it reminded we of something that had happened
just last week (I think it may be put
in coincidence rather than spooky)
I have more success with some families than others
so last week I tried to get my Paternal Grandmothers back a couple more generations.... and found out quite a bit . previous marriages that I
did not know about (1st , 2nd, 3rd etc) and I came
across a possible (at this time) marriage of one of
my Grans Great Grandfathers he appears to have
been married three times ::) , but my WIFE is
the problem (the second is my direct line), and
then I spotted WHALES, so I rang my Father and
mentioned my Grandfathers humour about being
desended from Wales, (As in Name rather than
place). My father said that sounded like his fathers
dry wit and thinking. But that he was his Fathers
side that supposedly came from Wales not
his Mother side (according to his father) so what do
I find a couple of days later but my Paternal
Grandfather did indeed have WELSH ancestry......
This has all happened with in the last week or two
so at present have not familarised myself
with the new information.
By the way I will let you know if the WHALES lady
turns out to be the right one too, its just that
there are Three poosibles for my Betty in the timescale, which is a little strange because I can
not find that many people in the area with the
same surname + forename as her husband!!
Jinks
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I've smelt my grandmother's distinct "personal aroma" a few times since she died in 1994 - you know: the combination of different products a person uses all the time, and the way they all react on an individual's skin, to make up that one fragrance that no-one else has! Once it wafted past my nose just as we were all standing in my brother's sitting room, watching his two year old daughter playing. Charlotte is my grandmother's only great-grandchild and she loved children the way I love animals. I think she was with us. I've never seen her or anything, just smelt her "aroma" - and that not recently.
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Hi Mrslizzy and Pru,
I'm so glad others have had this experience, it always takes me by complete surprise when it happens, but I am very pleased that it happens.
I think you have described if perfectly "wafted past my nose" it always disappears far too quickly.
Janet.
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I have been trying to trace my dads side of the family for years now, an uphill battle as dad was in care from the age of 18 mths and never knew his Family.
Recently I was lucky enough to find his fathers ( my grand fathers ) death certificate.
I started reading it with interest but when I got to the informant part of the certificate the hairs stood up on the back of my neck for the signature of the informant not only had the same name as me ( a j Berryman ) but the signature was mine or at least exactly the same identical even down to the same capitalization and spacing, no kidding this guy could have signed my cheques without anybody batting an eyelid, the guy who signed it was his son by his second marriage ( my step uncle ) a total coincidence but still spooky I think.
alby
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Every working day I walked along Mill Lane, Reading, past number 5.
I didn't have to go that way, but for some reason I just did.
Since starting my research I found that was where Sam and Eliza had lived before moving to Percy Place around 1901.
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Hi All,
I get them all the time...:-)
But so what?
Cheers, Lightbeam. ;) ;) ;)
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Oh Lightbeam :o :o
What do you mean 'so what'??
Does it not make you wonder??
Cal :D
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Oh Lightbeam :o :o
What do you mean 'so what'??
Does it not make you wonder??
Cal :D
Not really... ;)
Lightbeam.
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Oh Ok then !! :-\
There is another dimension we do not fully realise though! & I am convinced that those who have gone are still there .............. :D
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Well if they are, I could desperately do with a bit of help from them to trace them!!!! ::) ::)
Kerry
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Well if they are, I could desperately do with a bit of help from them to trace them!!!! ::) ::)
Kerry
Kerry...
I will send you beams of light to help...
Lightbeam ;D ;D ;D
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Lightbeam
Thank you, hopefully they will break through my brickwall!
Kerry
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Lightbeam
Thank you, hopefully they will break through my brickwall!
Kerry
Here's hoping kerry!!!
lightbeam:-)))
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I think it is the coincidences that keep it even more interesting than it already is. How many of us have sat there and thought "Oh My God! " when we have realised just how close we run our lives to our ancestors. Not many sit there and go "Oh well" do they? Or do they?
I have a friend who is a medium and he is great when it comes to bits of info. The first bit was on a Tuesday and he told me that Tom was saying hello. On the Thursday we got a letter in the post from a new found 1st cousin. Her father was hubby's Dad's brother who we didn't know about till then. His name? - Tom !
Maybe coincidences but very very good ones as far as I am concerned.
Am going to try and get the picture scanned so I can put it next to the photo for you all to compare and let me know what you think. Should be able to do that within the next couple of days if we quieten down enough for me to have 2 mins free
Carol
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Hope you can Carol.
As you know I have had lots of strange experiences and I'm not sure whether they are coincidences or not. I'm still a bit of a sceptic though so I try for a rational explanation.
Gadget
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The pictures are on the following thread
http://www.rootschat.com/forum/index.php?topic=165576.new#new
see if you can find him - sorry about the quality of the drawn picture - not the best artist in the world
Let me know where you think he is
Carol
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I think it's always right to see if there is a so-called "rational" explanation first, and not to attribute everything to paranormal or supernatural phenomena, but at the same time, I think it would be a mistake to ignore considerable evidence that there is rather more "in heaven and earth" than we have any idea of. Unless you are actually a paid up member of the Flat Earth Society! ;D ;D ;D
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hi carol he's definatly the guy on the left next to the bridegroom ;D
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I have to say I can't see a close resemblance to either of the two older gentlemen. The older, older gentleman, with the white hair, who is sitting down, looks a bit like the drawing but his ears are much higher and protrude, while those in the drawing are long and appear to lie flatter against the subject's head. I suspect it's the standing gent on the end, although his face appears broader than the one in the drawing. Sorry to be so pernickety.
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You seem to be the only one at the moment who has said it is him.
Everyone else seems to think it is the man stood behind the oldest man (next to the groom)
Hopefully an answer will be given soon if I can get the three youngest of his to look at the photo and the picture. It may take a while but we hsould have an answer then
Carol
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Well the man in the drawing is - how can I put this? - somewhat follically challenged?? ;D ;D This led me to think he was an "older gentleman"!
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Hi,
It has taken me ages to read through all these co-incidences or whatever, but I remember when I was going through a bad patch with my first husband and at night something would wake me and there would be this man standing at the foot of the best. Once I was aware of him, he would make a motion of stepping forward and putting out his hands - and I would scream and he would disappear. This went on for ages and one day when telling this to my sister I told her how he was dressed and she said that was how our Dad used to dress. The funny thing is I was happy about that, but since then I have never had a visit from him.
Also, perhaps I should stop putting my brother's face to the relatives I am trying to find and they may let me know more about themselves, but I wish they would realise I don't know how they look in the 18th and 19th century!
Bev :D
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He was probably trying to offer you a bit of comfort and a shoulder to cry on during your "Rough patch" Bev
I don't know what you mean by putting your brothers face to the relatives you are trying to find.
Carol
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Well, that was weird in the mega sense!
Here we are, talking of dead rellies, and the printer just switched itself on, threw up a picture son and heir had taken of a railway station, scanned it, and switched itself off again.
:o
I wonder if I can sleep with the light on tonight?
Nah, probably not!
:o
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Hi Carol,
I didn't make myself very clear did I? What I meant to say was that when imagining how they looked and dressed etc in years gone by, to give them substance I somehow always put my dead brother's face to the men of the Moore family.
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Right now I know what you mean - I thought that was maybe what you did but wasn't sure so thought I would ask.
I did that once with a brother of my Grandad's who died in WW1. Then we saw a photo pf him and I nearly joined him! He was the spitting image of my Grandad but a much younger version.
By the way - Welcome to Rootschat
Carol
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Hello I do love Roots Chat it's so addictive too! Having read the previous posts I decided to let you read one of the many things I have found spooky.
My adoptive mother ( really my aunt) remarried and went to live in the North of Scotland. She got a job at a large car dealers, doing invoices letters etc. One day a young man in his late twenties came in to pay for some repairs on his sports car. He commented that my mother hadn't got a scottish accent so she explained that she originated from a tiny village in Yorkshire. He asked where in Yorkshire, She replied that it was so tiny he would not have heard of it. He asked again and she replied xxxxxxx. 'Oh' he said, ' I know xxxxxxx in fact I once knew a girl from there'. My mother was intrigued and asked him the name of the girl as she might know her. He gave her my name!!! She was astounded and said 'well that's my daughter'. He too seemed quite shocked at the coincidence. He gave my mother his address and said he would be pleased to hear from me. Several weeks later mother wrote to me with the address. I barely remembered the guy, someone I had met years previously whilst on holiday, he had obviously remembered me even though I had almost forgotten him. Anyway, I did drop a line to out of politeness really.
After several weeks I received a letter from his mother explaining that he had died the day I wrote the letter in the aforementioned sports car in a pile up just outside Glasgow. So how is that for spooky?
Pennine
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I would say that is spooky pennine
Mind you, you must have made a lasting impression on him for him to remember you after so long
Glad you love Rootschat (as we all do )
Carol
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My spooky experience happened about six months ago. I was sitting in the dining room searching through various records on the internet trying to find out more about my gt gt grandparents - Simeon Bassick and his wife Harriet (Creswell). After a good couple of hours searching I was talking out loud to myself saying where are you Simeon and Harriet, I just can't find you!
In the corner of the room is a cabinet with some ornaments in and one of the ornaments is a coin set in the middle of a piece of wood, well this coin fell out of the piece of wood onto the shelf spinning - nothing extraordinary there you might think but its very difficult to get the coin into the hole, as its wedged tight, so how did it just fall out?
About half an hour later I went into the kitchen to wash up the dishes from lunch when the lid on one of the saucepans moved and I saw it move.
A good friend of mine who is a psychic said it was Simeon in the dining room and Harriet in the kitchen making themselves known. Well I wish they would make themselves known as bit more as I'm still searching for more information on them!
Elaine
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I have to admit that I am terrible for talking to myself especially while researching. Hubby often turns and asks me what I am saying only to be told I am talking to myself which helps me concentrate.
He has told me that one day I will get an answer if I carry on - either that or be taken away by men in white coats :o
You speak and they do listen though - just a pity they can't type the answers onto the screen
Carol
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When my wife was cremated it was in the middle of winter. Her father, who is getting on a bit and rather frail, wanted to be present when her ashes were interred with her mother's in her grandparents' grave, so we had to wait until the warmer weather.
On the morning that her ashes were being buried, I received an e-mail containing the contact details of a living relative in America whose family she had been trying to track down for several years.
It was as if she was saying "now you're finally laying me to rest you can have the information". Needless to say I made arrangements to visit the US and meet the family!
Regards, Bill
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Oh Bill that sent a shiver down my spine reading that. So you were completing her work for her - wonderful
Carol
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hi there
this isnt whilst reasearching but its about the people im reasearching now..
my father and i had an extremlly spooky experince once.
ok i was 4 (now 29) and my father took me to his mothers grave
let me explain more before i go on.. my nan had died in 1969 i was born 1977 so this was around 1981
my father didnt go to his mums funeral
anyway back to the story ...
we entered st patricks cem in east london and my father said i have to find someone as i only have a plot number
i then turned to my dad and said 'ill show you' so i lead him by the hand to were my nan was buried there was only a wooden cross which had mud covering the numbers
my dad then found the man in charge and the man found my nans plot and low and behold it was the one id found
occuding to my mum, dad brought me home and dad was a white as sheet
also when i was 4 my other nan was dying of cancer and i told my mum that nan would go to the angels on the last day of that year nan died 31 dec
mad eh???
take care caz
ps last night my mum and i was talking about a man possibly conected to my dad harry freeman and as we were talking mum brand new printer was making noises now the printer was turned off and i swear it sounding like it was about to print made mum jump so i said is that you harry if it is show me a sign mate im stuck then suddenly a tape deck in my dads shed feel on the floor ,now i checked in there no cats/dogs shelve was secccur and nothing else fell
strange eh
what do you gouys make off that?
take care caz
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1. You're very "psychic" or linked in
2. Harry gave you the sign you asked for - were him and your dad always messing in the shed?
Carol
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Great post Caz,
Was there a tape in the tape deck? ;)
pipkim
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I'm not sure if this is spooky enough for this thread after reading some of the really great things that have happened to people on here!!
I only started researching my tree in March, and have found some good spooky things.
One of them was while looking for my maternal grandfather, I found my paternal grandfather! This may not sound unusual, but, my paternal grandfather left my grandmother when she was pregnant with my dad. No one would speak of him, only to say his name was George, and he came from Scotland. Well, I saw this name in the original register, and it wasn't George, it was William. He wasn't from Scotland, he was from Liverpool. But, I just knew it was him. I had only been doing my tree for 2 weeks then. I remember getting chills down my spine at the time.
The other time was back in 1985. I moved to live with my cousin, who had lost her husband. I lived with her there for about 6 months. When researching my tree, I found one of my rellies had moved to Liverpool (a pretty big place!) between 1851 and 1861. Guess where he lived? In the house opposite!!
I do believe we are guided by the rellies who want us to find them.
Cheers,
Red :D
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A few years ago, we had the chance of a small break, leaving the children at home with my parents. This was to be the first time in 25 yrs with no children in tow.
Stuck a pin in the map and ended up at Chipping Camden.
On one beautiful, sunny day, we walked through a village, I think Ratley, then up a hill across the top, to see the view over some quite flat fields etc. Just a flicker of breeze, quiet, loverly.
We sat down to take in the scenary, ;D , as you do, when the sight of small puffs of smoke in the distance, people running through the shrubs. Both at the same time, came out of a kind of daydream, jumped up, did you see anything? It was as if we had both been there before, as children or similar and we were watching some sort of fighting going on.
That's when I started to trace our ancestors. To see if it was recorded that we had been there, 300/400 yrs previously.
Well, typical. No confirmed records, exactly. But, all the signposts for both our families are in that direction.
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hello again just had to reply again to the 'spooky bit' ;D
Over thirty years ago my husband and I ( sound like the Queen don't I?) bought a house in the middle of nowhere. The house needed much refurbishing, being over two hundred years old. We had to replace the floor in the baby's bedroom so my husband removed the door handle from the bedroom door so the other children would not injure themselves. At night in the early hours I could hear a baby crying from within this room but baby was in with us. Once I was actually holding baby when I heard this. My husband said I was dreaming. Then whilst at a village event an elderly lady approached me and said that she used to live at our house as a girl. She asked me if I had encountered the baby yet. Of course I said no and she smiled and said 'You will soon'.
So I did some research on the house and it's former owners and occupants. It seems that in 1883 according to local newspaper reports that a young couple had lived there when the house was three cottages. They lived in the middle cottage which contained the baby's bedroom. They went out to a local beer house and left the baby alone for several hours and it was dead when they returned. The mother was sentenced to penal servitude for neglect the father got off. (Typical). My husband was very sceptical until one night I was out and he was forced to open the bedroom door to see where the baby crying was coming from. Of course it stopped when he put the light on. I have to say that once reburbishment of the room had taken place the crying stopped altogather. I checked the local archives and sure enough a 3 month old baby boy had died in May of 1883 by the name of Elijah Walton. SPOOKY my husband's mother's maiden name was Walton!
Pennine
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hello again just had to reply again to the 'spooky bit' ;D
Over thirty years ago my husband and I ( sound like the Queen don't I?) bought a house in the middle of nowhere. The house needed much refurbishing, being over two hundred years old. We had to replace the floor in the baby's bedroom so my husband removed the door handle from the bedroom door so the other children would not injure themselves. At night in the early hours I could hear a baby crying from within this room but baby was in with us. Once I was actually holding baby when I heard this. My husband said I was dreaming. Then whilst at a village event an elderly lady approached me and said that she used to live at our house as a girl. She asked me if I had encountered the baby yet. Of course I said no and she smiled and said 'You will soon'.
So I did some research on the house and it's former owners and occupants. It seems that in 1883 according to local newspaper reports that a young couple had lived there when the house was three cottages. They lived in the middle cottage which contained the baby's bedroom. They went out to a local beer house and left the baby alone for several hours and it was dead when they returned. The mother was sentenced to penal servitude for neglect the father got off. (Typical). My husband was very sceptical until one night I was out and he was forced to open the bedroom door to see where the baby crying was coming from. Of course it stopped when he put the light on. I have to say that once reburbishment of the room had taken place the crying stopped altogether. I checked the local archives and sure enough a 3 month old baby boy had died in May of 1883 by the name of Elijah Walton. SPOOKY my husband's mother's maiden name was Walton!
Pennine
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sorry you got that lot twice
Pennine
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A sorty of ghostly version as well. It's ok pennine, it should be at home on this thread. :D
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1. You're very "psychic" or linked in
2. Harry gave you the sign you asked for - were him and your dad always messing in the shed?
Carol
hi carol,
yes my dad loves his shed he has 3 of them dads agreat fan of radio caroline/cb's etc
i dont know anything about harry!!
hi pipkin not sure if there was a tape in the machine that feel i have to ask me dad
take care caz
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Not really as spooky as some of the stuff on here, but just been looking for my maternal gggrandad and he married on 17.09.1865 thats tomorrow !!! ;D
(There are also three birthdays of close living rellies tomorrow too!!!) ;D
subee x
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Not really as spooky as some of the stuff on here, but just been looking for my maternal gggrandad and he married on 17.09.1865 thats tomorrow !!! ;D
(There are also three birthdays of close living rellies tomorrow too!!!) ;D
subee x
Watch out! You never know subee tomorrow could be the day you find him
Carol
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I had a spooky experience, [a heart jumper really].
I was looking for my great grandparents tombstone, which a cuz2 had told me was in a certain graveyard.
There I was trundling around a country churchyard on a gloomy, humid, thunder rumbling in the distance sort of day.
After about half an hour I saw this large tombstone and approached it.
Sure enough there was the family tombstone of my great grandparents and seven of their children.
So I knelt down to take some details[ thunder rumbles] Here lies the body.... As I got up there was a flash of lightning and a a sudden gust of wind which lifted a sheet of tarpaulin to wrap itself around me. Trouser changing time!
I zipped out of that churchyard DQ, that day.
Tom G
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Sorry for laughing Tom (am actually giggling hysterically while trying to write lol)
That would definitely have been a moment of rethinking my plan of action and would probably get someone else to go in there from now on
Don't blame you for moving very fast but hope you got the info you needed
Carol
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And they say these things never happen in real life!
Glad it didn't happen to me, that's all I can say.
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A few years ago, we had the chance of a small break, leaving the children at home with my parents. This was to be the first time in 25 yrs with no children in tow.
Stuck a pin in the map and ended up at Chipping Camden.
On one beautiful, sunny day, we walked through a village, I think Ratley, then up a hill across the top, to see the view over some quite flat fields etc. Just a flicker of breeze, quiet, loverly.
We sat down to take in the scenary, ;D , as you do, when the sight of small puffs of smoke in the distance, people running through the shrubs. Both at the same time, came out of a kind of daydream, jumped up, did you see anything? It was as if we had both been there before, as children or similar and we were watching some sort of fighting going on.
That's when I started to trace our ancestors. To see if it was recorded that we had been there, 300/400 yrs previously.
Well, typical. No confirmed records, exactly. But, all the signposts for both our families are in that direction.
Maybe a Civil War battle, Lesanne?
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I've encountered two spooky experiences whilst delving inot the past.
The first was while I was searching through the 1901 census about 2 years ago for my maternal grandmothers side of the family. Anyway, I discovered that my g-grandfather (who was 12 at the time) and his family lived opposite my g-g-grandmother on my fathers side of the family.
At the time, my g-g-grandmother owned a general store and my g-grandfather is listed on the census as a delivery boy. I have no way pf proving it but it brought a smile to my face to think that he actually worked for my g-g-grandmother.
The second is a little more bizzare. Several years ago, I dated a girl who had the same surname as me but was from a different country. I always knew my paternal line emigrated to the UK but was not sure what country from. Anyway, since I have been doing my family history over the past two and a half years I discovered that my g-grandfather and the certain lady in question g-grandfather where brothers. Now that is spooky. I think that nmakes us second cousins or something?
Ian
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Small world isn't it?
In the late 50's my husband's cousin David started seeing a girl with the same name in his town. He didn't think anything of it as there are Scottish Burns' and Irish Burns'. She took him home one day to meet her parents and it turned out her father was home early from work. He took one look at David and said how much like his Grandad he looked. It turned out that her Grandad and his Grandad were brothers so they were 2nd cousins.
Never been able to find that family again
Carol
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Got a transcription of a relatives death on the 19th September through my email.
Date of death on the cert 19th September 1907!!! 99 years to the day!!!
Kev. ;D
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That's happened to me a few times - not just deaths but births, Kev.
Weird ::) ::) ::)
Gadget
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My Great Grandad Edward John Owen(who I looked for forever or so it seemed) was born on the same day as my youngest Grandson Daniel John Owen ( Daniel's middle name is actually after his Great Uncle)
He died on 5th March - our wedding anniversary
His 2nd wife died on 22 Oct - my sisters birthday
he married on 6th November 1905 and on 6th November 2005 I found the house he was married from (without realising the date)
Family Birthdays are very popular for deaths as well in our family
My dad's cousin died on my younger brothers birthday
My Gran died on my sister in laws birthday
Another Great Grandad died on my youngest son's birthday
Carol
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My grandfather was born exactly 5-years to the day that his grandfather died. Very odd really...
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Well, here's another weird thing. I've just come through a bit of a rough patch, such is life, and a couple of nights back, I'm sure I heard my father's quiet voice, saying, 'It's all right, I'm here, my little gel,' just like he did if I was frighten when I was small.
Wishful thinking....or what?
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Paula
not wishful thinking he is looking out for you :)
Cal 8)
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Hope so, Cal, sometimes you wish you could just reach out and touch them, don't you.
Funny thing, my old Mother was the one who 'knew things' and 'saw things' and was so fantastic with animals. Animals would be somehow drawn to her, and yet I have only felt her near just once a few days back. She didn't speak, but her dear sad eyes and her saggy smile (she had no teeth towards the end) just came into my mind for no reason at all it seemed.
I've heard father before, always, 'my little gel' I loved the warmth he used to put into those words.
If you would like to see pictures of Mother and father, I have two that I have put onthe Our Ancestors thread just a couple of days back. They are christening photos, a generation apart and taken withthe same camera, an old Brownie.
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Paula I know what you mean my father died when I was 5 but i know he has looked out for me in all the years that have gone by since, my memories of him are few but they are there ... particularly when rough times hit!
I will take a look at the board you posted the photos you are obviously proud of them as they are of you
You take care now
Cal 8)
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You just look at their expressions with the first baby, not telling who that is. The second they look so excited, well, dear old Mum looks gob smacked without her teeth. That baby is my son, their grandson.
Paula
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Paula, your darling Mum and Dad are always by your side. Whenever I chat to my lovely Dad, and say something like, just look at that flower Dad, isn't it beautiful...I always get back ...Aye love....
He rarely said yes, mostly Aye...
love
Su xxx
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Strange, so many people I have spoken to seem to have these short messages from our dearest. It's very comforting, isn't it.
Paula
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Great photos Paula
Treasured memories
Cal 8)
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Aren't they just, Cal. I've got a very special snap of Dad and me when I was little. I might put that up. It just about sums my childhood up. My Dad and me, and Mum taking the picture of us, only we were at Wookey Hole, and she had a chunk of rock at her back and couldn't get far enough back to get Dad's feet it.
Oh, but the happy memories.
Paula
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Well, here's another weird thing. I've just come through a bit of a rough patch, such is life, and a couple of nights back, I'm sure I heard my father's quiet voice, saying, 'It's all right, I'm here, my little gel,' just like he did if I was frighten when I was small.
Wishful thinking....or what?
I've been reading over these posts for some time now without posting, but Paula, your post made me want to jump in. I agree, he is watching. My dad died a little over 2 years ago and on the first anniversary of his death I had a dream about him. Nothing profound, just the two of us talking and I woke up feeling so good on a day that I thought would be unbearable.
A couple weeks after he died, I was so sad because so many people said you always feel them with you and I didn't. I had been crying on and off for a big part of the day. The kids and I went shopping and on the drive home, I got pulled over for speeding (the first time in my entire life). When the cop took my license to his car, I looked up and said, "Dad, you're not even here to help me with this one." (My dad was a lawyer.) The cop came back and told me to just slow it down next time. So I think he was there...
Kath
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Dads can be wonderful people, can't they Kath.
Thank you for answering. Have you seen the picture of my christening that I put on the Our Ancestors page? I followed it with the same two people, same christening robe, and same camera. Only the baby is different, it's their grandson.
They look so proud.
Paula
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Here'smy twopence worth!
I have been having trouble trying to find out about my gr-gr-gr-grandfather James Moore of Cranbrook and also his children - and their whereabouts - and one of things that made me decide not to go any further for a while was that I got a feeling of dread and seem to see a hand that was put up to stop me going forward. The feeling is going now and I feel I will be able to get on with it soon.
I don't know if this has anything to do with something I did years ago with my friends and we all tried automatic writing. I kept getting the same thing over and over again and it said - you can't have him, he's mine and somehow I knew the meaning of it straight away - my paternal gr-grandmother had more or less raised my Dad since he was about 10 and gossip had it that she was very protective of him.
Bev
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I don't know if this qualifies as a spooky experience - but - last night I spent over two hours going along a different path trying to find Gr Grandad and finally gave up (with a few swear words thrown in for good measure!!) During the night, my bedside lamp was going on and off like a yo-yo and then I woke up at 4am to the ceiling fan going :o Nobody shares my bedroom so nobody could have switched it on and I sure as h*ll didn't . .. . .. Strange ???
Barbara 8)
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There are spooky experiences, and spooky experiences. Some you know are imagination or just plain made up.
The messages on this thread have a real feeling. Do you think it is because we are genuinly trying to find our ancestors because we love them and want to know about them. Perhaps this opens the path for those nearest and dearest to us to make contact.
Paula
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I don't know if this qualifies as a spooky experience - but - last night I spent over two hours going along a different path trying to find Gr Grandad and finally gave up (with a few swear words thrown in for good measure!!) During the night, my bedside lamp was going on and off like a yo-yo and then I woke up at 4am to the ceiling fan going :o Nobody shares my bedroom so nobody could have switched it on and I sure as h*ll didn't . .. . .. Strange ???
Barbara 8)
Barbara,
I've warned you before about the demon drink - especially taken just before bedtime!! 8) ::) When you start hallucinating like that, it really is time to think about taking the pledge!! ;D ;D ;D ;D
MarieC
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I'm waiting to prove one of my spooky coincidences....
Last autumn when I started to research my family tree, my cousin and I came across a relative that we didn't know about. She lives in London, and is related to my Grandfather's sister on my Mother's side, the family coming from Warwickshire.
Her husband is Irish and his family come from the southwest of Ireland.
I moved to the USA in 1994 and got married to an American. Her mother's family are from Maine, but before that from County Galway. Wouldn't it be a coincidence if my wife's family are connected to the husband of someone on my Mother's side.....
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Although i don't remember this my mum told me when i was about 3 years old i sat by my Nan's legs a said Nana thats the leg you hurt when you fell. the adults looked at each other as my Nan said yes honey it was then turned to my mum and asked how does she know. apparently my Nan fell down stairs about a year before i was born breaking her leg. because it happened years ago no one talked about it. to this day there is no explanation how i knew. since reading there is mention about cornwall wales and ireland. i have just found out my great ancestors are from cornwall they moved to wales and married welsh girls and my Nana was a direct descendant to this line also my grandads line is from ireland. my mum is also from Scotland.
Bitz
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Not really spooky just a big surprise for us.
My ancestors were all Midlanders Oxford Warwick and Worcester my husbands were a mixture of Wales Devon Cornwall Somerset His mum was from County Durham so after nearly twenty years research I wasn't surprised to find lots of my dad's line in Ombersley Worcestershire but three weeks ago we found mother in law had ancestors in Ombersley just a few census entries from mine what a surprise Did the ancestors influence our meeting-oo er!
Trees
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I don't know if this qualifies as a spooky experience - but - last night I spent over two hours going along a different path trying to find Gr Grandad and finally gave up (with a few swear words thrown in for good measure!!) During the night, my bedside lamp was going on and off like a yo-yo and then I woke up at 4am to the ceiling fan going :o Nobody shares my bedroom so nobody could have switched it on and I sure as h*ll didn't . .. . .. Strange ???
Barbara 8)
Barbara,
I've warned you before about the demon drink - especially taken just before bedtime!! 8) ::) When you start hallucinating like that, it really is time to think about taking the pledge!! ;D ;D ;D ;D
MarieC
Marie, I was stone cold hadn't had a drop sober . . . .. :o I've had some weird experiences, but that one takes the cake!! I still don't know how it came about :-\
Barbara 8)
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Does anyone else feel that when Remembrance Day comes round, the veil between their world and ours is very, very thin?
The first time I 'heard' my father's voice was on a Remembrance Sunday. At home we always all watched it together. The first one after his death I was watching it with the dearly beloved and son and heir. It seemed just as though he was standing right behind me.
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PaulaToo wrote:Does anyone else feel that when Remembrance Day comes round, the veil between their world and ours is very, very thin?
There is a spot on the farm here where a Hurricane crashed in 1941, killing the Czech pilot. Dad was ferreting nearby and saw it happen so it passed into legend as it were.
A few years ago on Remembrance Day, I stopped for a few minutes at the spot and there was the most strange smell for a few seconds. It was the same acrid metallic smell that comes from a fired cartridge, only it was stronger. This was in the middle of a field a long way from houses and I often wonder where it came from.
Fred
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Does anyone else feel that when Remembrance Day comes round, the veil between their world and ours is very, very thin?
I feel that too, Paula :)
Same on ANZAC day here in Oz (25th April). I always attend a dawn service on that day, and get chills every time (and not just because of the chilly air). I feel my grandfather (ww1 vet) and uncle (ww2) very close then.
Stockman Fred, that is spooky isn't it :o
Prue
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dont know weather you can call these spooky or not ? here goes
my grandfather Malcolm John Wileman divorced my grandmother in 1970 i only knew him as grandad malcolm and i only ever saw him 4 times untill he died in 2002 i have not seen my dad in about 8 years but we write to each other sometimes but he doesnt really talk about the family history much as he talks about catching up.
my grandfather lived in Nuneaton Warwickshire and i live 20 miles from Lincoln so i thought i will look in the phone book and see what Wileman's live in Nuneaton there must be 1 that is related to my grandfather ??? although it is a pretty big place i had never been near it before.
i got looking and found about 17 Wileman's in Nuneaton and the first one i rang i told them hello my name is jason i was just wondering if you know any info on my grandfather they were my exact words the woman hung
up.
2 days later i thought something drew me to that number i rang it again the same woman answerd i said i rang 2 days ago i am looking for my grandfather please can you see if you can help me she was about to say no sorry she thought it was a con man then i said his name was Malcolm John Wileman she gaspetd and said yes i know him that is my SON :o :o :o with 1 chance phone call i found my gt grandma who is 87 and my gt grandad who is 92 i could not believe it they had not spoken to my dad in 37 years and my dad never told me they were alive i now speak to them once a week
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That is a fantastic story, and I bet you are making two people very happy, wonderful.
Lep
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Wileman I think you need to drop everything and make a trip to Nuneaton!
What a find - how lucky you are - take this opportunity and get to know them while you can.
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I too, hope you get to Nuneaton soon, before they go as well. How lovely for them to have found a caring member of the family.
Great grand reunion ahead.. ;D Just think of all the piccy's. Family stories etc.
You'll have to share them all with us now you know. :D :D Lesanne.
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Yes, strange things have happened with us too.
My husband and I met in Shropshire and later came to Wales. His family came from Birmingham and so did mine. On researching the 1861 census we found our ancestors living around the corner from one another in Deritend ???
Even spookier. :o
My great grandfather die in 1919 was was buried in Yardley Cemetery.
My husbands great-grandfather died in the 1940's - he is also buried in Yardley Cemetery
small world is'nt it !
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that is my plan to get over to nuneaton as soon as possible it is only about 119 miles away and not too far to see someone like that the thing that amazed me is that i had never spoke to them before and they had not been incontact with my dad for 37 years but they said to me how is simon / my brother and they even knew my sisters name who my grandad had never met the last time i saw him was 1995 she was born 1993 so it is comforting to think he must have talketd to them about us as he lived with them from 1970 he never re married and the only child was my father i cant wait to meet them :)
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119 is a big deal in England, but over here in the USA we will drive twice that far in a day there and back - it's all relative.
Years ago we considered it a long way to go from North London to Rugby, about 100 miles, to see my Mum for a weekend, even for a long weekend. How I now wish we had done the trip more often. For me now, used to longer distances, it's not too much to drive a couple of hours in each direction the same day, or even to pay for a hotel for a night, just to visit someone.
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Wileman
You've just provided a remarkable example of how family history research can provide reunions for alienated family members. I am really touched by your story. Good on you for starting your family history research so young - like others, I wish I had done that! - and for persevering in finding your great-grandparents. I really look forward to hearing how the meeting goes!!! :D :D :D
Wonderful stuff!
MarieC
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What an amazing story. And how lucky for all involved. We will all love to hear all about your meeting with them. I hope it is soon.
Kath
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thank you everyone and also another chance phone call got me intouch with the son of my gt grandmas cousin slightly more distant i know but my grandfathers surname was emmingham and he came from gringley on the hill.
my gt gt grandfather david emmingham was one of about 7 children and one of his brothers was jonothan emmingham
well one day i was talking to my grandma about the emmingham's as my grandfather passed away in 1996 so i got the good old phone book and my gran said there was some mmingham's in worksop she rememberd visiting in 1945 when her and my grandad were courting so i rang up the first emmingham from worksop i came to and it was the grandson of Johnathan Emmingham :o i got really lucky again so we now keep in touch and share family sotries
regards jason
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Jason,
Oh my. You are inspiring. All of these connections!! :o I love finding my "dead relatives" but it is even more exciting to find new living ones. It sounds like you have a lot more out there to find.
Kath
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oh yes i do have a lot more to find i was on Genes Reunited and with a woman that only had 1 name on her tree that matched mine i contacted her and she was my grandfathers cousin :)
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Okay, you need to take a look at my surnames. Are we related? :o ::)
Kath
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not sure i dont recognise any surnames from the bottom of your message do you think we could be ? :-\
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Hiya Wileman,
Looks like your grandad is pulling all the family together, and you're his "helper".
Thank you for keeping us up todate with all your success.. :D
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this is weird a cousein about 4 times removed ON my grandads side of the family has just emailed me after about 7 months of no contact they live in america here is the email
Hi Jason
I have not heard from you for forever………how are you and how are things in England?
Hope all is well. Have a nice Thanksgiving.
Julie
coincidence i am talking about spooky experiences why pick today to email me after 7 months :o
Jason
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There are spooky experiences, and spooky experiences. Some you know are imagination or just plain made up.
The messages on this thread have a real feeling. Do you think it is because we are genuinly trying to find our ancestors because we love them and want to know about them. Perhaps this opens the path for those nearest and dearest to us to make contact.
Paula
They do say that just saying their names keeps them "alive" so to speak. Maybe they are trying to help so we do just that
Carol
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Yes, and I've just had a bit more encouragement to keep going, Carol.
It's done it again. The printer switched itself on, scanned itself, printed a blank page, spat it out and turned itself off.
??? ??? ???
It was a Eureka! moment.
IGI has John Foster and Hannah Olliffe getting married 20/7/1715 in North Crawley.
I had just put John Foster and Hannah Olliff, married 20/7/1715 in North Marston into my family tree, because I had found it in the North Marston Register.
Was she telling me 'Yipppeee,' or perhaps, 'It took you long enough.'
:) :) :)
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It's happened again.. :o..they've been getting at me.
Sitting here this morning having a quiet little saunter through the archives looking for Henry Norris and I suddenly realise I should be cooking dinner...nothing unusual in that, but I had a sudden desire to make a cake.
Now I make a pretty tasty Anglesey Cake. Family love it, all rich with black treacle, spices and sultanas, lovely dark brown.
Met the mother in law's friend one day, she wanted to know what it was, because it seems, MIL had been keeping an eye on the clock, and made hurried departure, saying she wanted a slice when it was still warm from the oven.
Did me a lot of good knowing that. MIL was a fantastic cook.
Now I've just realised the date, 21st March...would have been Mother In Law's birthday.
Didn't realise it was a birthday cake I was making.
Would have been my lovely Gran Sarah's birthday too, only she didn't have a chance to taste Anglesey Cake.
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Goosey pimples Paula....Henry Norris...me too....late 1780/90's Berks or Oxon :o
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:( Oh hurumph and pshaw!
Different one, Lesanne, mine is getting married in Portsea, Hampshire in 1838.
He's a twig on an offshoot of the family tree. But legend says two of the family were drowned, and he is the only connection I can find so far with the sea. His wife is down on the 1841 census as seaman's wife, 1851 widow.
So, if I come across one in Ox'n'Berks I'll let you know, and if you find one who was drowned...
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Great thread!!! Thought Id share my spookiness....although I have loads coincidences too, but this one seems too spooky:
:) My daughter was having a bad dream and, half asleep I went into her and fell asleep in her bed. Sometime in the night I shot up and saw this really bright light and a lady standing there, with a shawl over her head, and she was making her way towards the bed. I picked up my daughter, whose fast asleep, and the "woman" walked straight past us and "out the window". I had only in the days prior to this found my GG Grandmother who I had been searching for for ten years, and found she died in childbirth along with the baby. Now when I saw this "woman" my first and only thought was that she was trying to steal my daughter :o.....bizzare I know, and most probably a dream, but it seemed soooo real...was it my GG Grandmother?
Lisa :)
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Also, on the subject of orbs, we got married in June and on the photos of our first dance, the dance floor is chocka-block with orbs...the biggest one REALLY spooky when u zoom in (looks like a face lol). I told my husband that its all my family tree people come to see me get married and mingle at the party....he just rolled his eyes lol ::)
Lisa
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Great to see this thread come back up again, and just at the right time of year.
Let's have some more, um ... interesting happenings.
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Back to graveyard 'coincidences'...
About a year ago OH and I took his elderly uncle to find OH's g-grandfather's grave (from 1927). The cemetery was so big it was on either side of a busy road. After searching for quite a while, we realised the grave could be anywhere so decided to give up until we could consult the council. Something made me wander off on my own one last time to look at a grave under a low-hanging tree, with a huge bush growing up from it, all overgrown, I pulled back the leaves and yes, it was the one we'd been looking for.
Today we've been back to that town for the first time since then, I had to see someone so OH decided to go looking on his own for other family graves in that graveyard. He didn't have any luck until he had a chat with another man who said 'It's probably right in front of you'. OH agreed, turned round, and there it was - the grave of his gg grandfather, 1901 (father of the one we found before). OH collected me and was so excited he had to take me back to show me.
As I'm typing this, I'm even wondering about the identity of the 'random man' he spoke to....... ;)
Pat
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More graveyard 'coincidences'
Back in 2010, I took a trip to Logie Cemetery in Clackmannanshire, Scotland, to visit my gt aunt and gt uncles grave. My mum originally came from Menstrie in Clackmannanshire, and had mentioned that her maternal grandparents, McLaren, were buried there. I wandered around looking for their grave without success. Wandered past a Lindsay tombstone, and ignored it, even though my gt grandmothers maiden name was Lindsay. Eventually discovered that said Lindsay tombstone is the resting place of my gt gt grandparents ::)
While wandering up between tombstones, on a path naturally, I suddenly felt icy cold, as if someone had placed their freezing hands on my shoulders, looked to my right at the tombstones and nothing rang a bell ......... looked to my left and nearly joined the occupants, as it was the tombstone of Samuel and Lucy Higham, my mothers grandparents on her fathers side ...... I hadn't even been looking for them :o :o
Caz xx
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Lisa. do you think your daughter see's this lady? That is why she has these bad dreams?
My son when much younger had a not so friendly visitor come to his room every night, he would not sleep and cry all night, saying Pat would wake him by tapping him on the head. (Pat was the name given to this spirit)
My husband not one for ghosts and super natural thought he was just being naughty, until one night hubby also saw what my son had been seeing all this time. Going up to the figure thinking it was our boy, putting his hand on it's shoulder only to go right through, hubby was in total shock by the time he came back to bed. I have never seen him in such a state before, he was shaking and none of us could not go back to sleep.
If you get the house blessed (like us) you will find things will settle down. Make sure it is done by someone who know's what they are doing, as we tried to do it ours selves and all that did was cause our son to have a very angry ghost saying he did not like us interfering.
We also have caught orbs on film, all at the same time we had this spirit in our house, always hovering around our boy.
Suzy W
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I was asked to do a tree for a family friend. As one does I asked for all her memories. She particularly remembered an Uncle G. but knew nothing of his family.
I posted a tree on ANC and immediately got a reply from a member in Australia, it was the daughter of Uncle G.
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My grandmother, paternal, was the family witch, she was particularly tuned into my dad and would often take his tea cup (those days before tea bags) and read the grounds. Us kids used to laugh it off as "gran doing her witch thing again" until many years later she told me that my current boyfriend would not be in my life for very long as she sees me marrying a man with a beard. To say that I was upset was an understatement until my "current boyfriend" returned from an army camp where they weren't allowed to shave, she stopped dead in her tracks, turned and apologised and told me that he was the man that I am going to marry. We have been married now for 33 years.
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Lisa. do you think your daughter see's this lady? That is why she has these bad dreams?
My son when much younger had a not so friendly visitor come to his room every night, he would not sleep and cry all night, saying Pat would wake him by tapping him on the head. (Pat was the name given to this spirit)
My husband not one for ghosts and super natural thought he was just being naughty, until one night hubby also saw what my son had been seeing all this time. Going up to the figure thinking it was our boy, putting his hand on it's shoulder only to go right through, hubby was in total shock by the time he came back to bed. I have never seen him in such a state before, he was shaking and none of us could not go back to sleep.
If you get the house blessed (like us) you will find things will settle down. Make sure it is done by someone who know's what they are doing, as we tried to do it ours selves and all that did was cause our son to have a very angry ghost saying he did not like us interfering.
We also have caught orbs on film, all at the same time we had this spirit in our house, always hovering around our boy.
Suzy W
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Hi Suzy, only just saw your post. I would say that my daughter most probably saw something or at least she used to... Going back a few years and she has what people were calling night terrors but to me she would just sit up in bed n talk nonsense, so id go into her and she would say she was talking to ..... (A woman's name). This being the middle of the night though I'd always fall back asleep and then couldn't remember what the name was in the morning.... May be a coincidence and she hasn't done it in a few years but who knows xxx
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Lol I replied in your quote Suzy....not use to iPhone yet x
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Between the ages of two and six children will see things we do not. Then maybe again as teenagers, another time is for people in their forties when life starts to calm down.
The lady who cleared our house out of the spirit party said many old people ask her to bring them back, as they get lonely and enjoy having them around.
I would not dismiss bad dreams as night terrors, there maybe more to it.
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Three years ago my wife, daughter and i went to England. This is one year before i even thought of getting into Genealogy.
On this trip we took the train to Paris for one day. When we got there we thought: “let’s have wine and cheese at a bistro”. I have a picture of my daughter and wife dining at the bistro. It is taken outside and the name of the street is clearly visible "Rue Saint-Honoré"
Two years later, i have started my genealogy research and i have found that our earliest link to France is Simon Robineau and Anne Larche who lived in St. Roch de Paris parish in central Paris. One of their children moved to Quebec and is the ancestor to my “line” of the Robineau’s. This child was Michel Robineau dit Desmoulins.
“Michel Robineau Desmoulins, pionneer, was the son of Simon Robineau and Anne Larche who remained in France. He was baptized circa 1683 on rue Saint-Honoré in the parish Saint-Roch of Paris. He died in the Montréal Hospital on 27 October 1738.”
Little did i know on my original one-day visit to Paris that this Bistro was on Rue Saint-Honoré or that the St. Roch church where he was baptized was one block up the street.
Roger
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He believes very much in the after life and says we return in our family groups, which could explain the coincidences that occur :-\
Libby
There is no such thing as a coincidence. Everything is connected and things that appear strange to us can be explained if Michael Talbot's Holographic Universe theory is correct.
According to statistics collected from a large number of Psychics the percentage of return to the same family is only about 10%. From time to time we not only change family but also race. Carol Bowman who has an excellent website on children who remember past lives first became interested in researching the subject when her son told her that he had been an Afro-American soldier in the US Civil War. He remembered vividly being killed while manning a cannon. By the time he was 8 he had forgotten it all completely. This is what usually happens and very often adults are to blame when they chide a child for 'imagining seeing friends and deceased grandparents'.
I have had quite a number of unexplainable experiences and one - sighting '33' everywhere - continues almost daily and sometimes several times per day. But something has just happened in the last week which now suggests that we are creating these events ourselves and across parallel universes and beyond space and time. I've spent the last few days going over Talbot's theory again, and the only conclusions I can come to are simply astounding. I'll start a new topic to set out what I have 'been shown' after sighting Croft-An-Righ in The History Cold Case of The Stirling Warrior.
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My sister had a regression done, she was taken down a hallway with many doors and she had to chose which door she wanted to go to. One door was a no no, she said it made her afraid, the other door took her back to a life when she was a young boy in the 1800's London, she said the detail was so vivid and the love this child had for his mother was overwhelming
I also have quite a strong bond with American Indians, since I was very little I can remember being in a wigwam with the most beautiful man, the image still sticks in my mind. I really do think I may of been a Native American in a past life.
So no I do not think everyone gets reborn into a family, we must take certain journeys. Some more than others.
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My sister had a regression done, she was taken down a hallway with many doors and she had to chose which door she wanted to go to. One door was a no no, she said it made her afraid, the other door took her back to a life when she was a young boy in the 1800's London, she said the detail was so vivid and the love this child had for his mother was overwhelming
I also have quite a strong bond with American Indians, since I was very little I can remember being in a wigwam with the most beautiful man, the image still sticks in my mind. I really do think I may of been a Native American in a past life.
So no I do not think everyone gets reborn into a family, we must take certain journeys. Some more than others.
I am absolutely certain then, Suzy, that you really did live a life as a Native American. We read so much about regression but very few seem to have tried progression. Jenny Cockell is well known for her earlier life in Ireland in the Twenties, but not much has been made of her future lives which are described in her book, "Past Lives, Future Lives". The importance of progression is that future lives can eventually be checked and that would add to the proof for reincarnation. Jenny's next life will be in Nepal, and from memory I think she gave some idea of the location and a name along with meeting an American who will be there for some hydroelectric power engineering.
This brings up another very important question. How is it possible for every event in even one human lifetime to be stored in our memories? It has been calculated that our brains store 280 exabytes in one lifetime. (an Exabyte is 1,000,000,000 gigabytes). Michael Talbot reckoned that it could only be possible if the brain is working like a hologram. Since we know that in the Sub-Atomic World (Quanta) everything is interconnected, even beyond space and time, then I am drawn to the conclusion that the whole Multiverse is one enormous hologram and our memories are recorded within it and not just inside our own memory banks. This idea follows on from the work of Karl Pibram and Canadian neurosurgeon Wilder Penfield in the 1920's.
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Sounds a bit like crystals that hold memory, that is why we use them in computers. Same with the brain.
I heard sound travels and never has a ending so where does sound travel too? And if we were to capture sounds from the past what a find we would have, many voices from the past and many stories I am sure. Which brings back to old saying "Watch what you say, it may come back to haunt you" ;)
Many cultures believe in some kind of re-birth. Lets hope we do not have to re-live the same mistakes from the past until we all learn our lessons.
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Sounds a bit like crystals that hold memory, that is why we use them in computers. Same with the brain.
I heard sound travels and never has a ending so where does sound travel too? And if we were to capture sounds from the past what a find we would have, many voices from the past and many stories I am sure. Which brings back to old saying "Watch what you say, it may come back to haunt you" ;)
Many cultures believe in some kind of re-birth. Lets hope we do not have to re-live the same mistakes from the past until we all learn our lessons.
We do know that memory isn't confined to the brain. Memories have been transferred to recipients of transplant organs such as heart, liver and kidneys. I have read one theory that memory could also be held in blood cells, but if that were the case then there would be many reports of strange memories arising after received a blood transfusion. Crystals can hold an immense amount of information but there is a limit, whilst there doesn't seem to be any limit to what the human brain can remember.
Wilder Penfield in the 1920's experimented on the brains of epileptics. "The Holographic Universe" by Talbot, page 12 - "..he would electrically stimulate various areas of their brain cells. To his amazement he found that when he stimulated the temporal lobes of one of his fully conscious patients (the brain had been given a local anaesthetic which prevents all pain) they re-experienced memories of past episodes from their lives in vivid detail. ....... Even when Penfield tried to mislead his patients by telling them he was stimulating a different area when he was not, he found that when he touched the same spot it always evoked the same memory."
That started the belief that different parts of the brain held specific memory. This was then proved to be wrong by Karl Pibram who experimented on Salamanders and rats and found that cutting out different sections including a part with a certain function didn't remove the memory or function. The same memory is held throughout every part of the brain. That is how a hologram works. You can record a holograph on film and a 3D image is produced when a laser light is beamed at it. However you can cut the film up into many pieces and each piece will produce the very same whole 3D image. The only drawback is that the image gets a little hazier the smaller the cutting is made.
We can learn a lot from Near Death Experiences which invariably tell the same story of being met by a figure in white and being shown everything we have done in a lifetime. We have to judge ourselves and we are only asked questions about what we have learned. Mediums report much the same thing. It seems that we do have to live it out again if we don't get it right.
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I have a photo of my 3x great grandfather, sitting with his wife, my 3x great grandmother, in their back garden on their 50th wedding anniversary.
I was looking at the photograph with my mum, thinking aloud about all the things I wanted to know about him. My mum said to me "Unless you meet the right person, you may never know".
Two days later, we both went to register at the doctor's in the village down the road from us. The same village that my 3x great grandparents lived in.
Shortly after registering, we crossed the road to get some fruit & veg from the greengrocers. While my mum was paying, I casually glanced at an elderly man who had walked in the shop.
When the elderly man turned to face me, I did a double take. This man was the double of my 3x great grandfather in the photo!
We left the shop, but I kept staring at him. I asked my mum to look at him, and she agreed with the likeness.
We waited for the man to walk out, and stopped to ask for his name. He had the same surname as my 3x great grandfather!
After further questioning, we found out that he was in fact the grandson of my 3x great grandfather, and knew him well!
We arranged to visit him in order to discuss family history. It was such an amazing experience.
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Ask and you should receive ;D ;D That is so lovely
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Ask and you should receive ;D ;D That is so lovely
I've told before what happened when I was searching for a Benjamin Willis on behalf of a friend in England, but perhaps not in this discussion. It was about thirty years ago now, but it has left one of the strongest impressions in my memories. This is how I recorded in my files:
" During the early 1980’s, I was helping a fellow family researcher to trace her gt.gt.grandfather’s missing brothers. She was busy tracing my forebears’ records in Bradford, while I scoured Melbourne’s Newspaper files, and shipping lists for the Willis family. We already knew that the eldest had arrived in Australia in the 1850’s and that he had lived and died in Amherst, the old Gold Mining Town. The youngest was there in the shipping lists alright, but he just disappeared after his arrival, with no mention in any street directory or obituary.
As for Benjamin Willis, he was living in Richmond for ten years or more, until he too disappeared from any records that I could find. Then, after another decade I was on the trail again. I found his obituary in the Melbourne papers. Benjamin died in Richmond, Melbourne, and now I knew that the names of his daughters were Catherine, and Elizabeth Davis. Yet nowhere else could I find any mention of him. The only clue was the last line of his obituary - ‘will Dunedin papers please copy’. Here then, was a link with New Zealand.
Benjamin’s death certificate told us little more. Having exhausted all other means of research, one lunch time, I drove up to Kew Cemetery. There I was given the compartment number, and names of other people buried in the same plot. None of these even appeared to be relatives. As for the grave site, there was no head stone to furnish any further information. I shall never forget that moment of near despair. That was that, I thought. After a moment or two, and without thinking of what I was saying, I spoke aloud, “Well Benjamin, I’ve come to a dead end. You will have to help me now.”
It was hardly a week after that, when two clients called in to see me at the small suburban travel agency where I was employed. In those days travel agents were still permitted to assist clientele with their passport applications, and we soon got to the question - ‘Mother’s Maiden Name?” When told that it was Willis, I couldn’t resist telling them all about my long search for the Willis brothers. Mrs. F. looked a bit dubious, and remarked that she didn’t think it could be her grandfather, as he had come over from New Zealand. “Dunedin” by any chance?” I asked. She now stared back in obvious amazement, and started to say, “How did you know......” Unable to contain myself, I interrupted and said, “Was your mother Catherine, or Elizabeth Davis?”
“Elizabeth Davis”, replied Mrs. F. The rest of the story quickly unfolded. Benjamin had been a Chef and Chief Steward with one of the major Sailing Companies. He had settled in Dunedin, although I don’t think that Mrs.F. had known about his previous years in Melbourne. He had been prospecting for gold in the Otago province, and she later produced his gold mining licence. In Dunedin, Benjamin was soon noted for his catering skills. Eventually, he accepted the post of Chef, at the new Scotts Hotel in Melbourne. Unfortunately, he contracted pneumonia on the sea voyage from New Zealand, and died three days after landing back in Melbourne. Some two months after my clients’ call at our office, they were able to visit their long lost cousin in Bradford."
I've had other leads and experiences which can only be explained by some kind of strange communication, and putting them all together leaves me with no other conclusion than that our deceased loved ones do know what we are doing and will help if we watch out for their signs and help.
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This is a true story,
I was in my local archive office searching for my G.G.G grandad, I had been there for about four hours and was just about to give up the ghost and give up, when suddenly out of the blue, my sock fell down, I was shoked, :o I have been in that archives many times and I have done a lot of lookups for various people but in all that time I was doing that my socks stayed up, I feel that my G.G.G. grandad was looking after me,
Pete, :)
This is really true, and its spooky even for me
I was really in the archives here in Shrewsbury looking for my Thomas, 1828 I tried every micro thingy they had in the draws with no luck, I was lookiing for his marriage, I was getting peed of and thought thats it, after many hours of going through the fiches I thought I would like to see the original entry, now to get in to that room you have to be a member, to get membership I had to have, I.D. card, photo, three bills, no probs,
I went into the said room, put on the white gloves, and requested the said book, a couple of minuits later a Lady came with a big book, it was as thick as me, the lady placed it on the table in front of me and left, I swear to God on my life that this is the truth, great big thick book, I thought this will pass some time, I opened the book at random, there he was out of all the pages I could of choose there he was, God bless you Thomas,
I am a nut and im proud :)
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Every now and the when things go quiet on the family tree front, I ask my nan for just a little something to spice things up. Each time a new relation contacts me via these posts or any other family tree posts.
The last lady to contact me had to be my nans brothers granddaughter which none of the NZ relations have never met. (works out that her mother is first cousins with my mother)
Within the last two years we have meet long lost family from the U.K, Only on Friday one of her daughters arrived here and I picked her up from the airport, her eldest was here a year ago, now I just found out the lady in question is flying out from the U.K in March.
I am sure my nan is having a lovelytime getting us all together, Now nan all I want is brother Walters family to get in contact ;)
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We do know that memory isn't confined to the brain. Memories have been transferred to recipients of transplant organs such as heart, liver and kidneys. .....
Well - no they haven't.
You are talking about the theory of cellular memory. You do find a lot of anecdotal references to this all over the web, but you find a lot of other tosh too.
No serious scientist takes this idea seriously - all the references seem to come from dodgy pseudo-science sites.
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A number of years ago I went with a very close friend to try to find the grave of one of her ancestors. We had never been to the particular churchyard before to look for the grave but I was drawn to a large bush at the far end of the graveyard, looked under the foliage and there was the required tombstone.
I should note when looking for my own ancestors I walk up and down the rows of tombstones for ages before I find them.
Cheers
Guy
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It is much more than a theory Mike. You just haven't studied the subject and examined and thought about those who have had memories transferred.
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It is much more than a theory Mike. You just haven't studied the subject and examined and thought about those who have had memories transferred.
Show me a credible scientific paper on the subject then. I could show you a lot of pseudo-science anecdotal nonsense but I guess you've seen all that stuff already.
Mike
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The difference between us Mike is that I am able to keep an open mind and give credence to other people's findings when it is supported by witnesses such as doctors and nurses. Dismissing strange events out of hand is one of the barriers to human development and furthering scientific knowledge. Where would Science be if Einstein hadn't wondered 'What If?'
Cognitive dissonance is an interesting subject in itself and Michael Talbot came up with another theory as to what causes it - Vortices. However it is discussed at some length by Norman Doidge M.D. in his "The Brain that Changes Itself."
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Yes, I agree - keeping an open and sceptical mind is very important. That is how science progresses - demanding proof and not by accepting supposed facts at face value.
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My mother was with her sister in law in London she told my mum that her young sister in Cheltenham had something wrong with her leg. My Mum found she had appendicitis, she was poorly and recovered. The aunt certainly had a gift
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As a child I loved sewing , my Mum hated sewing ,
I would sit on the table next to the window with my legs crossed and my sewing items around Me ,
My parents gave up asking Me to sit on the chair .
It was not until many years later I started researching the family tree,
lots of tailors in my line. would sit on tables near windows sewing their goods. :)
it's in the genes :) or is it reincarnation ???
Eilleen.
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As a child I loved sewing , my Mum hated sewing ,
I would sit on the table next to the window with my legs crossed and my sewing items around Me ,
My parents gave up asking Me to sit on the chair .
It was not until many years later I started researching the family tree,
lots of tailors in my line. would sit on tables near windows sewing their goods. :)
it's in the genes :) or is it reincarnation ???
Eilleen.
It may be a combination of both, or simply you just like to sew and that could come from some other deep seated feeling such as a need to repair clothes or assemble them. The need to put things together could also come from universal interconnectedness. The Scientist David Bohm once wrote: "the notion that a kind of art — a movement of fitting together — is what is universal, both in nature and in human activities"
Nevertheless I would like to think that someone else is guiding your hand. Malcolm
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As a child I loved sewing , my Mum hated sewing ,
I would sit on the table next to the window with my legs crossed and my sewing items around Me ,
My parents gave up asking Me to sit on the chair .
It was not until many years later I started researching the family tree,
lots of tailors in my line. would sit on tables near windows sewing their goods. :)
it's in the genes :) or is it reincarnation ???
Eilleen.
Eilleen ......... the posture you mention was not unusual for tailors I think.
My uncle Sydney Mould (1911) came from a family of tailors and I do remember him saying that he sat crosslegged doing his work near a window to get the best light.
No doubt his forebears did likewise because artificial light (gas,electric,candles or lamps) did not provide sufficient light for fine work.
Joe
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One of the illustrations on The Tailor of Gloucester:
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I think if had been minded to 'be a tailor' as a child, I would probably have copied that pose.
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As a child I loved sewing , my Mum hated sewing ,
I would sit on the table next to the window with my legs crossed and my sewing items around Me ,
My parents gave up asking Me to sit on the chair .
It was not until many years later I started researching the family tree,
lots of tailors in my line. would sit on tables near windows sewing their goods. :)
it's in the genes :) or is it reincarnation ???
Eilleen.
Eilleen ......... the posture you mention was not unusual for tailors I think.
My uncle Sydney Mould (1911) came from a family of tailors and I do remember him saying that he sat crosslegged doing his work near a window to get the best light.
No doubt his forebears did likewise because artificial light (gas,electric,candles or lamps) did not provide sufficient light for fine work.
Joe
oh ......... I forgot to mention that Sidney Mould was from Lincolnshire too
Joe
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Cross legged on the table facing the window with your work spread out about you.
Coming from a long line of tailors, would you believe I did a lot of my sewing like that when I was a young gel. It's great if you have heavy work dragging on your hands because the table supports it.
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My father died at home and with lots of family and friends visiting, we had run out of milk by the evening. My sister and brother-in-law left about 10 pm to go home, promising to bring us milk when they came back in the morning. We locked the door and went to bed.
In the morning they returned clutching a carton of milk. My sister opened the fridge to put the milk in and almost dropped it. In the bottom of the fridge there was a carton of milk which had not been there the night before. There were six of us in the house at the time and to this day, many years later, not one of us has a rational explanation for it. I like to think that knowing how much I love to drink milky coffee, dad was trying to help out.
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I've lost count of the number of times I've searched the parish records for births, marriages or deaths and found that the date I have found the record is the exact date of the occasion but hundreds of years later.
Almost as though I have a sixth sense of the anniversary. :o
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I am a member of a Local History Club.
One night we had booked a speaker to give details of a local man who went to India to fight as a soldier. Letters received by his family in Ireland were read.
The last letter was one giving his family the tragic news that their loved one had died.
Our talk was on his actual anniversary !
It was my own fathers anniversary also. It sent a shiver down my spine.
My family were not related or connected to that of the soldier.
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I am a member of a Local History Club.
One night we had booked a speaker to give details of a local man who went to India to fight as a soldier. Letters received by his family in Ireland were read.
The last letter was one giving his family the tragic news that their loved one had died.
Our talk was on his actual anniversary !
It was my own fathers anniversary also. It sent a shiver down my spine.
My family were not related or connected to that of the soldier.
I wouldn't rule out reincarnation in a case like this. I have in mind an episode in 'The Unexplained' by Tony Robinson on the Cathars of Bristol. In that programme Tony is hypnotically regressed and he got a very vivid vision of his life as an officer in the Indian Army. The year he gave was around 1845 and he said his age was 26 and name Cranley. The whole thing was so real to him that he believed it until a Sceptic researcher told him that there had never been a soldier in India with that name. I decided to have a search myself and found him in a few moments - a Richard, Viscount Cranley who was 26 in 1845 and an officer in the Bengal Army. I contacted the lady who had regressed Tony who replied with many thanks.
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During WWII my Grandfather was stationed at Selly Hill Camp on the outskirts of Whitby and shortly after my Mum was evacuated there as well.
From when my Mum was about 6 months pregnant with me (47 years ago) she went to Whitby every year for holidays etc. I have carried on that tradition and since that visit I have never missed a year since then I am not 46 years old. I have even driven up from Surrey for the day just to do it.
Now the spooky part.
My Mum and I always felt at home in Whitby and loved being there. Whilst researching in the Borough in South London many years ago we were looking at the 1851 Census for Rebecca Dodman (nee Watson).
I was looking through can found a Rebecca and looked underneath at her granddaughter the names matched up and I thought wow go them. I looked over to the "Where Born" column and in it read; Whitby N. Yorks. needless to say that Mum and I nearly fell off our seats in shock.
Whilst this just confirmed how we felt Whitby it really surprised us as Rebecca was on My Grandfather's side of the family.
Now if we can only find Rebecca's family......
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I've had similar experiences too when researching my tree. For instance, sometimes I've got bored or cheesed off with a brick wall and have decided to give up. I've decided that the person I'm trying to find is this or that or the other and I dismiss them as being too boring to study anymore and I stop totally trying to find them. Within a few weeks, I've then had a most curious thing happen. It's almost as if they've risen up in irritation at me for not discovering the truth about them and they've put before me some record or other I'd not thought about, or perhaps had thought about, but not delved into properly and THERE THEY ARE. I stare at them in wonderment and think to myself, 'blooming eck...there they are.' I've been looking for them for ages, given up and then there they are...right there all along!
It's almost as if they've wanted me to know, and they've wanted to TELL ME OFF for ignoring them. Most curious indeed! :D
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Years ago I was researching my relatives family for my cousin and after getting the usual vital and census records, Wills, gravestone inscriptions, etc. Noticed something rather strange. One of the ancestors had come to America from Ireland with his parents, father had died but mother lived on for many years. The date on her gravestone and death record (which matched) were several years before the next census- which included mother in son's household!
After this puzzling discovery I was in contact with the current owners of the son's farmhouse and they invited me over to see inside. Lovely old house but when we got to one of the rooms they said that 'strange' things had been noticed in that room. I asked which direction was east and this was indeed the 'east' room of the house. Husband's Will had left farm to son with provision that his widow be allowed the 'east' room of the house for her own use. Coincidence or ... :o
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Years ago I was researching my relatives family for my cousin and after getting the usual vital and census records, Wills, gravestone inscriptions, etc. Noticed something rather strange. One of the ancestors had come to America from Ireland with his parents, father had died but mother lived on for many years. The date on her gravestone and death record (which matched) were several years before the next census- which included mother in son's household!
After this puzzling discovery I was in contact with the current owners of the son's farmhouse and they invited me over to see inside. Lovely old house but when we got to one of the rooms they said that 'strange' things had been noticed in that room. I asked which direction was east and this was indeed the 'east' room of the house. Husband's Will had left farm to son with provision that his widow be allowed the 'east' room of the house for her own use. Coincidence or ... :o
When the census was taken it sounds like the family were convinced that mother was still with them hence including her. But what 'strange' things were noticed? Had there been any movement activity? Perhaps not as bad as what was happening at Bornowtown as described in the 1816 Rothbury Bible Census - pages 83 and 84, but items being moved around seems to be a common occurrence.
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One day I was talking on the phone to my newly found sibling across the pond. As we spoke I 'saw' a man hanging in a barn and felt such desolation and misery that it is still indescribable.
I asked my brother if he knew who it was because I thought with talking with him it must be connected to him. He didn't know.
I started tracing that side of the family and found that the man was family and had hanged himself in a barn in 1900.
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Ouch! That is not the sort of spooky experience I would enjoy.
Poor man, and poor you, seeing him.
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Well, not through researching but....
30 yrs ago, my wife and I moved from Sheffield to Wolverhampton due to my work. One night in bed my wife woke me up and asked to swap places as 'something' had just cuddled up to her. I complied, presuming that it was just a bad dream. The following day, my wife, duly spooked, went to see a vicar who said that he couldn't help but gave her the details of a local Spiritualist Church where, after a short conversation, the medium said, "You don't need me, you can already work with spirit"
That evening, I had reason to phone my parents-in-law's house back in Sheffield, my brother-in-law picked up the phone. "Is Dad there ?" I asked, "No" he replied," They've gone to see a vicar, they think the house is haunted !"
The upshot of all this, is that shortly after, we moved back to Sheffield and my wife joined a Spiritualist Church and has been going ever since. These days 'spookiness' is just a way of life and I find it difficult to be sceptical anymore.
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I visited the cemetery at Walsoken, Norfolk to see my 2x great grandfather's name on the War Memorial. It was an unusually warm, sunny day in January. We parked alongside the entrance to the cemetery and the second we walked through the gates, the temperature dropped a massive amount.
I'm not really that superstitious, in fact I barely took any notice of the temperature until my Mum pointed it out, but it's a common detail in supernatural stories that the air suddenly turns cold in the presence of a ghost!
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My spookiest moment was when a volunteer Ancestry transcriber, who is not related to me at all, contacted me and gave me info on my family tree that I had been unable to find.
I mean, while it was appreciated, who does that?
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My spookiest moment was when a volunteer Ancestry transcriber, who is not related to me at all, contacted me and gave me info on my family tree that I had been unable to find.
I mean, while it was appreciated, who does that?
Guilty ::) ;D
But they are usually folk that I know from RC and know what families they are researching..... ;D