Difficult to believe but
sometimes people who have left this earthly plain get stuck in their
transition from here to the spirit worlds. This can be very
frustrating for the departed soul and often will lead to what is termed
as a haunting. The spirit person becomes frustrated and starts to
make noises or move objects to attract the attention of the buildings
inhabitants. This then often leads to priests being brought in to
perform exorcisms. This is not the answer as Christianity would
have us believe that demons have entered your house and only God's faith
will evict them. This is simply not true and in fact the complete
opposite where the lost soul actually needs help. This is where a
spirit rescue can be performed which assists the spirit to find their
new home in the spirit light. Only Mediums who are of a certain
ilk are able to assist here and often many haunted houses will see a
proliferation of so called experts in this field before a medium is able
to move the spirit person on. Below you can read how these
remarkable Rescues transpire and how they are resolved through
perseverance and understanding. They are truly a fascinating read
and are brought to you through the experiences of
books have been written on the subject of Spirit survival. How is
it possible to explain fully what it is that survives and how this
survival plays its part in the lives of the existing human concepts of
life itself. Phantoms, ghosts and earthbound spirits have been
observed on numerous occasions, but behind many of these spectral
visions there are lessons to be learned which can help to understand the
many reasons for them.
began this work over thirty years ago, little did I know how much I
would be indebted to these spectres and how the many different facets
and reasons would be observed. I cannot begin to explain to the
reader how I came to be able to see these visions but see them I still
do albeit probably not as clear as I used to now I am in my seventy
fifth year. In the past I could hardly define the difference
between the living and the dead. I suppose I must go back to my
early years to mark the start of my unusual life. From very early
in my life I could relate to what is called the UNSEEN but because it
was never mentioned I used to take it as normal. Due to this fact
I suppose it was inevitable that later in my life there would be a union
which would lead me to help these different life forms.
Circumstances that were to change my life arose in the autumn of 1972.
A friend of my wife Pat mentioned that they were having disturbances
within their home. Knowing I could observe this sort of thing Pat
offered my services to see if it was possible to help. I had no
idea what to expect and due to it being the first time I had attempted
to observe in a deliberate way, rather than seeing the spectres as they
appeared before me. Pat accompanied me on this and every other
occasion as they evolved over the years. As we entered the house I
instantly became aware of a red haired woman’s presence but what
surprised me was how instantly it occurred. I quickly recovered and was
attracted to the staircase. She was quite visible to me and
indicated her relief by communicating through thought, and telling me
her name was Blodwyn. It appeared that she had depleted her energy
and was unable to expand her thoughts to enable her to move. She
did realise that she had no place within the confines which imprisoned
her but she could only hope that somehow I could help to ease the
predicament she was in. My vision noticed a movement at the top of
the stair. Even though there was a window in the wall above the
stair a larger stained glass window superimposed itself in front of it.
As I gazed in awe at this change a light shone from behind and the most
magnificent stream of colours spread into and onto the lady. It
reflected from me and with this reflection Blodwyn smiled and I felt a
responding thought of thanks. It appeared that with the reflected
energy from me she reacted and was slowly drawn into the stained glass
colours and gradually disappeared. As she entered, the colours the
whole vision vanished, but the emotion left behind was something I had
never experienced before. This was my first rescue and with it
came the knowledge that whatever should happen in the future I realised
I would be assisted by those who would lead me to help others.
shortly after the incident with Blodwyn things moved on at a very fast
pace. Hardly any time had elapsed when, yet again, help was
required. The children were in bed and Pat and I were relaxing
when into the room appeared a little girl. She looked distant and
totally lost. Yet again thought played its part as she came closer
to us. She said she had fallen down stairs and lost her mummy and,
approaching Pat, asked me if she was Mrs God, I told her no, she then
asked if I was Mr God to which I replied that I was not. Due to my
recent experience I quickly assessed the situation and asked for help
for the child. In the far side of the room near the ceiling came
movement. It was quite distant at first, then came closer.
As the vision approached I could observe Six children in a circle
passing a coloured ball to each other. Closer and closer they came
until one of the children threw the ball to Muriel, who then threw it
back and was gradually involved within the circle of children. At
this point the group began to withdraw, taking the lost child with them.
As they went into the distance there was a brilliant flash of coloured
light and they were gone. Yet again, we were left emotional, but a
few days later Muriel came to personally thank us. She has
returned on several occasions. We have lost pets over the years
but ALWAYS Muriel has been on hand to help them through.
these first two incidents I gave a lot of thought to the process which
enabled things to be absorbed. One thing which seemed apparent was
that before any change could occur there had to be a “doorway”
established through which the lost ones could find solace and their
rightful place in life’s sequence. Over the years these “doorways”
have taken many facets, from a circle of light to a full church.
Each rescue reveals a different “doorway” and there are never two
“doorways” the same, just as each rescue is totally different from the
write, many instances flood back and the realisation of what has
occurred in my life begins to make some sense. Am I special?
No, am I lucky? I’ll say so! To many I could appear to
fantasize and to others I may seem to be balmy but above all, just
maybe, it will make us realise that there is more to life and human
existence than we realise.
received a phone call from Denbydale in Yorkshire asking if I could help
a couple who were experiencing disturbances in their home. Pat and I
arrived at a small row of neat terraced cottages. We were expected and
the couple were at the door awaiting our arrival. As we entered there
was a staircase directly in front of us. On the stairs was a middle aged
man who seemed quite startled to realise I had seen him.( It has always
amazed me how many of these unfortunates are first observed on the
When asked about the problem, they had felt uncomfortable in the stairs
and the back
bedroom. After the traditional cup of tea I set about the task. As I
approached the stairs and observed him he immediately vanished though
the stair wall and appeared in the back bedroom. On my entry into the
bedroom he returned to the stairs. This process occurred until I called
a severe halt, which created an incident I had only observed once before
but due to this earlier experience it did not deter me. Far from
confronting a middle aged gentleman I now faced a “fire belching
dragon“. (This “Shape Change” is created by thought energy and acts as a
“Protection Cover” to what the intangible personality regards as a
threat). I stood my ground, stating I had
seen this similar thing before and to stop acting silly. Immediately the
“dragon “ disappeared to be replaced by the gentleman, who was crying.
When I told him he should not be here he replied that he knew that to be
so but wished to stay because, in his own words, “I AM CALLED GEORGE BUT
NO ONE WILL KNOW MY NAME BECAUSE I WAS NEVER CHRISTENED”.
The mind is, and can be, manipulated to believe or not believe what it
is fed. This man had obviously, through whatever circumstances, been
deprived of a very important part of his life and must have dreaded the
thought of dying because he thought no one would recognise him.
What took place next was one of the most wonderful experiences of my
life- and there have been many.
I asked for help; the response was immediate. A clergyman of some
denomination appeared and proceeded to christen George. Once this was
completed the clergyman disappeared and George began to have an entirely
different demeanour. I followed his gaze as he looked away from me. What
at first looked like an inverted golden chandelier started to come
towards us and as it came closer the “chandelier” started to correct
itself and hung in the air as it shimmered with golden light. From
behind the “chandelier” came three wonderful figures, they were male,
about the human age of twenty, they were GOLDEN and had very golden
curly hair. Two of them gently eased George onto the flat top part of
the chandelier and with the third one, slowly eased this wonderful
As the distance gradually increased one of the three golden figures
turned and I could read his lips as he said,” WE HAVE HIM NOW, GRATEFUL
THANKS” and with a great flash of light, they were gone.
Such instances in my life leave me in no doubt whatever as to were we go
I cannot stress enough that there is no substitute for experience in
whatever field of interest one has but, especially, when the concerns of
intangible personalities are involved it is imperative to understand and
have a great compassion towards the duty required. As word of mouth of
my exploits became known I found myself in many different locations.
Hospitals, railway stations, public houses and residential homes to name
a few and with each one having a different perspective and influence my
involvement continued to have a greater intensity. No two sequences are
ever the same due to the variety of personalities concerned. From the
outset I have personally sought the exit pathway first and having found
that, I know where to direct the personalities and also through these
portals come the assistance required. I have no words to express my
feelings at each satisfactory conclusion, but the tears of happiness
from the reconciled personalities emphasise the happiness of doing this
duty. The relief expressed by the people who required my assistance is
also rewarding to see as the intrusion into their homes is removed.
CROWN AND CUSHION PUBLIC HOUSE
were asked to visit the above property due to strange phenomena taking
place. I prepare, where possible, to concentrate the night before to get
some indication of the problem. In this case as I meditated a
personality who I did not see told me he was glad I would be going there
and his name was Bobby. He then enquired about the whereabouts of
Captain Billy, that was the end of the conversation and I hadn’t a clue
what he meant. Furthermore , I had a sensation of a man, lady and small
So thus prepared Pat and I duly arrived the following day at The Crown
We were welcomed by the landlord and his wife, the pet rottweiler and
the cleaner, they were very happy to see us. (I think that included the
dog). The landlord told me he had been frightened by an apparition which
had confronted him in the bar area.
On the first floor at the end of the corridor was a room which I was
told was the place that no-one cared to go, that included the rottweiler.
Due to the cleaning equipment being stored in there, the cleaner stated
she just dashed in and out as fast as she could.
As I entered it was as if I was in the roof of a large barn and I could
see birds nests at my eye level. I left the room temporarily to enquire
if anything was known of this barn. The landlord was amazed by my
statement and confirmed that due to the phenomena occurring he had
looked up the records and in fact the extension of the pub had been
built where a barn once used to be.
I re-entered the room and it had changed yet again. Near the window was
a bed in which a lady laid . As I watched, she sat up and began to
become skeletal, she then lay down again and her shape became normal,
this process continued over and over again. I then “saw” a small boy at
the bed end and sensed a tall man behind me. I told him I was aware of
his presence and asked him to show himself, which he did. He went
straight over to the bed and I demanded that the lady should stop the
re-enactment process as it was affecting the small boy, she stopped
immediately. I then asked how this situation had developed. The man told
me that his wife had died and he had told no-one, for fear of losing his
lodgings and had sworn his son to secrecy. The “window” suddenly started
to shimmer and I realised that even though I had not sought an exit, one
was being prepared. The beam of light which followed the shimmering was
very intense and totally absorbed the room. As the light decreased the
room had been cleansed and the previous inhabitants had gone. I checked
the window and it had returned to it’s original shape.
I asked the landlord to come back into the room, which he did with
trepidation, followed by the dog which lay at my feet. The dog proved
beyond doubt that all was normal when he rolled over and wanted to play.
The Landlord then asked if I would look in the bar area because that was
where he had had a fright. I checked the bar and the rooms leading off,
finding nothing, until I looked into a small snug at the side of the
bar. There he was, sat there as large as life, playing a small squeeze
box and when challenged, by me, showed that he could also play the
piccolo. He said his name was Bobby and that he had caused the landlord
to ask me for help, in his words he stated it had, “GONE ON LONG
him he should not be here, at which he smiled and as he did so a golden
beam of light shone directly on him, making me realise that he could go
whenever he wished and that he was only there to witness the
proceedings. He then said something that I had completely forgotten,
“Where is Captain Billy”, I was astounded but could give no answer.
The landlord enquired if there was anything untoward in the bar, I told
him of the little man in the snug who wished for them to mentally say
“Good Morning Billy” every day until they no longer felt his presence. I
then asked about Captain Billy and was told that it was the title of the
previous owner who had now left the area, due, it was thought, to the
continual disturbances. QUITE REMARKABLE!!!
further problems were experienced in the Crown and Cushion.
call comes through concerning children I try to arrange a visit as soon
as possible. Children have an innocence of the paranormal and by asking
the relevant questions I can quickly assess whether the disturbances are
imaginary, attention seeking or of a genuine nature and need rectifying.
We were asked to visit a house in Moston, Greater Manchester as their
son Brandon was being affected by what he called his ghost, which had
led to him behaving in ways which were abnormal for him. His parents
were quite worried because he had started to wander round the house in
the night due to his ghost being in his room. He had even drawn his
ghost and stuck the drawing on the side of the computer.
The house had been in the family for some years and on arrival we were
told that disturbances had been perceived many times, with no ill
effects, but only recently they had increased and because of the effect
upon their son , something now needed to be done.
The house had passed from mother to daughter- who was Brandon’s mother
and she told us that she was born there and had felt as if some kind of
invisible guardian had cared for her over the years.
Brandon’s room was the first I visited and there, on the computer chair,
sat a teenager who was amazed when I told him to stay were he was while
I returned. I next turned to the bathroom and was immediately confronted
by a rather stout elderly lady who had a cat in her arms. She followed
me into the long corridor outside the bathroom and asked if I had seen
the others. I mentioned the teenager but she was adamant about these
“others”. Suddenly I was definitely aware of the “others” when three
children burst along the corridor and spread themselves at the lady’s
feet. “Are these the ones ?”,I asked. She replied “ There is one more
downstairs, playing with the kitten”. I hurried downstairs and there he
was, a little boy sat with the kitten.
He followed me and now there were five figures in the corridor and once
I got the teenager out of Brandon’s room we had the remarkable number of
six visitors plus a cat requiring assistance.
Because everything had happened so quickly I did not have the chance to
seek out an opening to help them through. My thoughts went out as I
asked for aid in this totally unexpected event. A movement in the corner
of the corridor ceiling caught my eye and as I watched, what seemed to
be some sort of window slowly opened and attracted all six of them
As the “window” opened an elderly man’s head could be seen. The lady
recognised him immediately and called,” Grandpa”, the man smiled and
gestured to the group. I was fascinated as I saw the children and the
teenager gather themselves under the lady’s long skirt and with the cat
in her arms they all gradually floated gently through the open “window”,
but as they rose the stout lady asked me to give an emotional farewell
to Brandon’s mother who she said she had watched over since birth. With
a smile of gratitude the elderly gentleman closed the “window” and as
quickly as it had come, it vanished.
Thinking my work done I invited Brandon’s parents to walk round the
bedrooms to see if there was a different “feel” in the upstairs part of
(I always use this procedure when completing my work, it is important
that those who have asked for help should also feel comfortable in the
Whilst agreeing everything was fine, Brandon’s mother asked me to look
in yet another room at the end of the corridor. She explained that she
always felt uncomfortable in there and could only stay for short
durations. When doing this work there are always things to learn and
although I had experienced what I was about to confront at another
location, nevertheless the intensity of the energy involved was greater
than I had encountered before. As I stepped into the room I quickly
became aware of a vortex of energy in the centre. It had a colour effect
as in a rainbow and was spinning at a tremendous rate. There was only
one thing to do and that was to stand in the centre of this vortex to
get the feel of the energy involved. It felt as if I was in a magnetic
force field and my movements became involuntary as I showed no
resistance. Slowly, I battled to regain some sort of equilibrium and
began to have some sort of control.
( I felt that this energy had been the source which had fed those who
were now in their rightful place.)
Once again I noticed movement above my head and the “window” appeared
once more. The elderly man had what looked like some sort of reflective
mirror in his hands and as he leaned forward, held this shield so that
the energy pattern was captured. Once he had captured it he slowly eased
the mirror, or shield, away from the room until it shone outwards beyond
the window. This completed, the window slowly closed and it had gone,
taking with it the vortex of energy. Needless to say the room became
quite normal. This experience was the most fantastic moment I have ever
had, and to witness the alteration and the outward reflection of the
energy will stay with me for ever.
F.N. At 9 o’clock that evening I had a phone call from Brandon who I had
never met, saying thank you for removing his ghost .I asked him to take
down his drawing and throw it away, for his ghost had now gone, never to
next visit took us to an old lady’s flat and she was very nervous on our
arrival. Firstly, she said she had just come out of hospital and hoped
we would believe what was happening in the flat. Her main fear was that
her sister would not believe the disturbances and would have her
certified. We immediately put her mind at rest, my wife Pat helped
greatly due to the fact that she had nursed geriatric people and calmed
the old lady very skilfully.
Once she had calmed down she was able to explain what had been
happening. She kept saying “ they” are in every room and told us that
she had locked the front bedroom but then “they” came into the back
bedroom, so she locked that. As a result she had been sleeping on the
settee, but now “they” disturbed her there. That was why she was so
desperate. She was a very lucid lady and very believable, so I went to
work. I asked for the keys to the bedrooms and after she gave them to
me, she immediately went into a deep sleep on the settee.
As I unlocked the door and entered the front bedroom I became aware of a
middle aged lady whom sat on the bed weeping. Thought plays a large part
in this work and through thought I ask what was the trouble. She replied
tearfully that she thought her husband would be here but she could not
find him, she also said she had asked the old lady but could get no
reply. I left the bedroom and the crying lady and entered the back
I was not too surprised to find a gentleman walking about in a
bewildered state. He turned and realised I had seen him and appealed to
me to help to find his wife who, he was convinced should be here. So
here was something very unusual, two personalities who, obviously had
been together at one stage of life, both within the same vicinity, yet
completely unaware of each other. (They both told me they thought they
were in Arkwright street. I found out afterwards that the flats had been
built where such a street once stood.) As I have done many times in many
instances, I asked for help. I had the feeling I should be in the front
bedroom, so I hurried across the landing. Just in time to watch as a
very tall man in a long brilliant green coat appeared by the sobbing
lady’s side. I heard here cry out, Father!. She rose from the bed and
embraced the gentleman who then turned to face me.
He mentally told me my energy would now be required, and even though I
felt nothing change, something must have happened because a seemingly
fragile bridge like structure reach from the bedroom and through into
the next room. As I watched this amazing incident the wall seem to
disappear and it was easy to observe the man I had left previously. The
tall man called out “Tommy”, who turned and cried “Jean”. All three of
them embraced and there was a great feeling of contentment. The tall man
who was apparently Jean’s father turned to me and pressed a petal like
object into the palm of my hand. His thoughts told me that it would
return my energy,( which in truth I had not felt leave me). He called it
“YELLAKA”, I have no idea what it meant and have never found out, even
though I received one on a previous occasion.
They climbed on the bridge and with a swirl of the green coat they were
gone. As they went the old lady woke up and I told her everything was
fine. She gratefully accepted my explanation telling me she could not
recollect going to sleep.
Yet another phase in the unseen - that two people could be in the same
vicinity yet not be aware of each other. FASCINATING!!!
JEWELLERS SHOP BLACKPOOL
first encounter with a vortex of energy was when I had been invited to a
jewellers shop in Blackpool. They had a difficulty with an atmosphere at
the back of the shop. There was a room which was definitely different
from the rest of the premises, I was told. No one would use it due to
the nausea that was felt on entering and it was needed for office
When we arrived there were no customers, so after a short introduction I
was keen to see what the problem was and went through to the back of the
shop. There was a small hallway which divided the front and back rooms
and it was in this area that I encountered the vortex. At first, because
I had not experienced such a thing before I could not believe what I was
It appeared to be quite solid and stood like a pillar in the centre of
the small hallway. Instinctively I stood inside this coloured pillar and
was moved quite involuntarily- backwards and forwards. I could feel what
seemed like magnetic impulses pulling and pushing. Yet again, instinct
took over and by using thought tried to get this pillar of energy
moving. To my surprise I could feel a swaying motion immediately, so I
intensified my thoughts and the swinging motion increased remarkably, so
much so that I quite liked the sensation and encouraged it more and
I was now intent on spreading the pillar as far as possible which, in my
mind, would touch everywhere within the shop confines. After a short
while I felt no more responses and so I gradually eased my thoughts away
and as I looked about me I could only discern slight traces of colour.
It appeared that my instincts had led to a successful conclusion.
All traces of nausea sensation had been removed from the hallway and a
similar condition was apparent in the back room. Things were normal but,
another surprise awaited. When we returned to the shop floor the owner
said he could not believe how busy he had been whilst the work had gone
on in the back. He smiled when he asked if we could return regularly as
his takings had never been as good.
DID THE MAGNETIC IMPULSES PLAY A PART AND ATTRACT PEOPLE TO THE SHOP, WE
SHALL NEVER KNOW. But it is an interesting theory.
EXCHANGE IS NO ROBBERY
were involved with a very intriguing case when we were asked to visit a
house where problems had included the exchange of items and these events
had been occurring for Twelve Years.
The occupier was a lady in her 90’s, but she was very alert and lucid.
It was her daughter Betty who contacted me to see if I could help,
because things had really got out of hand. When the events started, the
old lady thought that she had burglars but no entry had been forced, so
she then suspected that someone had a key. Her main suspects were
children due to several children’s items appearing around the house. The
police were called and suggested all the locks be changed - this was
done. Items, including money, continued to vanish. Watches and clocks
stopped and started and items belonging to children were found, so they
also had new double glazed windows and doors fitted. Still, events
occurred including the movement of ornaments overnight.
Just before I was asked to go, Betty had visited her mother and she was
shown a child’s paint brush which lay on the dining room table. She
agreed it had not been there the day before and suggested a cup of tea
whilst they considered their next move. Having left the paint brush on
the dining room table, she was totally shocked when she trod on the same
paint brush as she entered the kitchen. It confirmed it was the same
paint brush when the one that had previously been on the table had
disappeared. That was when I received the invite to visit.
The first room I saw was at the back of the house, and sat in the middle
was a lady crocheting. She just smiled and carried on with her work. In
the back bedroom was a boy wearing a blue velvet suit. He was playing
with old fashioned toys and did not acknowledge me. I continued into the
front bedroom and observed a young girl accompanied by a man in a white
suit. The man made contact and asked if I had come to SAVE them all and
help them to heaven. Yet again, I asked for help. I had previously
noticed a slightly shimmering impression on the back bedroom wall and
encouraged them all to follow me to the room where the boy was still
playing with the toys.
As we gathered, the area of movement stabilised and a man’s face
appeared. I described the man to the old lady and she confirmed it was
the face of her late husband. He gently gestured to the group to go to
him and even the boy responded. They seemed to dissolve as they went
through and the man started to sing a hymn, which the old lady confirmed
was the favourite hymn of her late husband.
I returned at a later date to again reassure the elderly lady that all
entrance into the house meant that I passed the kitchen. I paused at the
open kitchen door and observed a stout When visiting a location the
activity which takes me there is always inconsistent and lady cooking
bread. Not wanting to cause any undue alarm I did not mention this and
entered the lounge. After the usual cup of tea, I casually asked if the
smell of cooking had been noticed. At this remark the lady of the house
told us that she was always investigating where the smell of baked bread
was coming from. She then explained the main reason for my being there.
There was an event, in particular, which had reached proportions to
cause her to be alarmed. Wherever she was in the house, especially when
she was upstairs, she constantly heard the front door open and close,
but when she called out to ask who it was, it unnerved her to find there
was no-one there.
I went on my tour of the house and in the kitchen the stout lady
continued to bake as I entered, completely ignoring me. It was in the
kitchen that I felt there would be a doorway which would enable me to
call for assistance and I found it very quickly. The kitchen window had
movement surrounding it, so I now had the outlet for whatever I might
The stairs were on the left hand side as you entered the front door and
they consisted of three steps and a small landing before continuing up
the main staircase. The first bedroom held a surprise, for stood before
me was a sergeant dressed in the redcoat army uniform. He immediately
challenged me, demanding to know what I was doing in his billet. My
reply to him was that the cook had asked if he was ready for his tucker.
He nodded and it was an easy matter to have him follow me to the
kitchen, a place he seemed familiar with as he was quite at ease. Once
more I went up the stairs.
I had just stepped off the small landing when I heard a noise as if a
door was opening. It did not open but a smart gentleman appeared on the
inside of the door. As I watched he went up the three stairs, turned
left and vanished through the outer wall. After he appeared once more I
managed to attract his attention and indicated to him that a meal was
being prepared in the kitchen. He took little persuading, so now there
were three personalities gathered in the kitchen and importantly, they
appeared happy to do so.
At the doorway of the second bedroom stood a very tall man who
immediately told me that he was not going into the kitchen. He stated
that he was looking after his grand children and nothing was going to
change that. I looked passed him, into the room, and was surprised to
see it was indeed a children’s room. Seeing this, I went back downstairs
and enquired about the children’s room, but to my surprise, as I made
the inquiry I noticed a photograph on the shelf. It was of the tall man
who had made the statement about the grandchildren.
The lady gasped at my revelation and told me the photo was of her
deceased husband and that the grandchildren did stay on a regular basis
- hence the children’s room. Whilst I was still downstairs the husband
appeared once again, stating that he was going to stay. I told his wife
of his intention and she said that she did not mind his presence in the
house and at that point the disappeared. When I returned to the kitchen
I was surprised to find no-one there but a movement from the window made
me stare. On the outside were the three personalities, it looked as if
they were floating and as I stared at this vision there was a curtain
effect which gently closed and all was back to normal. The lady
contacted me later to say that she could sense a presence in her house.
I reminded her that her husband is still there looking after his
THE MAN WITH BIG EARS
There have been many instances where families have not been able to
visit relatives due to unseen activities taking place in homes. I have
been to several houses where visits from loved ones don’t take place due
to different phenomena, such a place was a bungalow in Gtr. Manchester.
It was a beautiful bungalow but it was apparent that the large garden
area required some attention. We entered a lovely lounge and were made
very welcome. Once settled I enquired about the situation which needed
attention. It was clear that the owner was very upset but she managed to
explain that for the previous two years - since they had moved in - she
and her adult son had experienced a pushing energy. When they moved into
the bungalow all the family came to help, especially to re-vitalise the
garden which had suffered from neglect. That was when things started to
As they began to alter the garden small incidents occurred and inside
the bungalow items started to move. The more they altered the garden,
the greater the intensity of events, so much so that the relatives began
to be apprehensive about even coming to help, which inevitably led to
them staying away altogether.
With this information, I investigated the bungalow. Firstly, the ground
floor, then up a lovely spiral staircase onto a dormer floor which
consisted of a lounge and separate living quarters for her son. I
started to look in the son’s area first and, to my surprise, over the
bed was a wonderful spirit figure who gestured towards the wall behind
the bed-end. I watched as posters of different countries appeared and
when I looked back the figure had vanished. I told the lady what I had
just seen and she gasped, telling me her son had just been told that his
job was about to take him all over the world. I assured her that after
what I had just seen he would be well taken care of. So I moved on into
the lounge. At first there was nothing, so I continued looking, and in a
corner of the dormer was a small door which led to the rafters. It was
in that doorway I had my first glimpse of the perpetrator. He was coming
through the door as if it didn’t exist and I noticed a peculiarity about
him - he had very large ears - which I mentioned to the lady. She
replied that the person who had sold the bungalow to them also had the
same disfigurement but he had now passed on
I confronted him and asked to know why he kept disrupting things when
all the owners wanted was to make HIS garden more beautiful. I also told
him he should not be here because his mother would be waiting for him.
It was inspirational to mention his mother because he reacted
immediately. Firstly, he stated that he was only protecting his home
from trespassers and he was sorry for causing any trouble but he would
dearly wish his mother would come for him. I looked past him as I asked,
yet again, for assistance and was rewarded, almost immediately, with a
vision of an elderly lady which looked like it had been imprinted onto
the door behind him. Instinct must have made him turn and has he did so
the vision enveloped him and both parties disappeared.
In the weeks ahead the family gradually returned and all the work was
completed with no further interruptions.
THE LADY AND THE GARDENER
unseen phenomena is very mystifying. Just when you think it is making
sense along comes another sequence of events which bring in something
else to be considered.
Cold spots in the atmosphere were being experienced at a house nearby
and I was asked if I could shed some light on the situation. On our
arrival it was explained that nothing of an uncomfortable nature could
be felt, but the householder thought it needed sorting out, if possible.
The problem, once again, was upstairs.
It is remarkable how many facets of an unknown nature are in
bedrooms - and I wonder if this is due to the fact that sleep and the
subsequent altered state of consciousness, in that process, add to
consequential uniting of energies; thus enabling some sort of
transference to be possible.
As I went into the bedroom the whole room began to change from a
modern bedroom to an old fashioned one and a lovely old lady welcomed
me. She was very chatty, she told me of her friend who lived next door
and that they always went to church together on Sundays and started to
call me RONNIE, I did not correct her, (if she thought I was Ronnie so
be it.) Her conversation was one of the most clear and concise I have
ever heard and when I told her she should not be here she was very
forthcoming with her answer.
Firstly, she told me her name was Jenny and that she had passed away,
before her next door neighbour. When her friend had passed, she had come
to help her but, due to a lack of energy, she had trouble following
behind and this had led to her present predicament.
She was very positive that I could help so I looked round for an outlet
and as I detected one she asked if I could help Alec. When I enquired
who Alec was she said, “ Him in he next room”. I asked to be excused and
quickly went to the other bedroom where I was met by a very forthright
chap who was dressed as if he was going to an allotment.
“ I suppose the bible thumper has sent you hasn’t she?.” He also called
me Ronnie. Then went on to say he knew I had come to help them both
through but that he was not going with her in the next room. He
complained about her hymn singing, declaring he had never been a church
goer and he wasn’t starting now.
I carefully asked him to follow me into the other room, which he did,
and I asked about his allotment. He told me he shared it with his
lifelong pal Tommy. I immediately faced the outlet and appealed for help
in the shape of Tommy. Quick as a flash, a picture of an allotment,
complete with garden shed, appeared and man gestured to Alec to come
forward. “Ah! Tommy,” Alec called. I watched as he joined his friend,
then they turned, waved, and went into the shed. At that point the
vision changed and became the interior of a church and I could see the
backs of all the congregation as they sat in their pews. A lady, who was
presumably Jennies friend, reached out to her and my last sight of them
both was a joy. They walked down the centre aisle and as they did so,
all the congregation rose and began to applaud. This image is imprinted
in my mind and so is the emotion it created.
Needless to say, there were no more cold spots in that house and I will
never know why they both called me RONNIE.
the earliest incidents I was concerned with occurred in a surprising
way. Pat, my wife worked at the hospital in the geriatric department.
One of her colleagues was having a birthday party but, due to a prior
commitment, we could not attend. However, on our way to the arrangement
we called at her house to wish her a happy birthday. The preparations
were well underway so we did not stay too long. As I drove away in the
car I happened to mention that, even though there was a hive of
activity, the old lady who was stood at the side of the T.V. seemed to
be totally ignored. At my comment Pat said she had not seen anyone
there; so realising that the old lady must be a spirit figure I thought
no more about it.
A short while later Pat came home from the hospital and told me that her
co-worker was very concerned over several incidents happening in her
house and could I help.
When we arrived the full story was revealed. The atmosphere had
completely changed in the short time since we had called on Sue’s
birthday and she was quite distraught and nervous. She explained that
there were cold spots all over the house, especially on the upstairs
landing and on the stairs and also in the kitchen. She told me that she
had felt some type of pressure whilst in the bathroom. Her husband was
so affected by these events that he would no longer use the bathroom and
had made arrangements to utilise the next door neighbours’ facility.
As the events were explained to me my thoughts went back to our previous
visit and the figure of the old lady by the side of the T.V came to
mind. I started to look around the house and the first thing of note
were the cold spots, especially, on the stair landing, so it was here
that I sought the exit portal. In the far corner of the ceiling I noted
a slight movement and moved on downstairs. Sue was in the kitchen
preparing cups of tea and I was most surprised to see the old lady by
her side. I asked Sue how she felt and she replied that she could feel
The old lady reacted to my interruption in a very timid way and,
realising I could see her, said she only wanted to help Sue. I described
her to Sue and she gasped, saying that my description fitted a lady she
had been with on her ward at the time of her passing, only a short time
ago. The old lady responded by saying that she was so grateful for the
help Sue had given her that she wanted to return the favour.
I explained she had now fulfilled that duty and that her friends were
waiting for her, so we went up the stair and along the landing to the
moving section on the ceiling. As we stood there figures appeared in the
framework and called out to her. She responded immediately and gently
floated up to join the throng. Some-one called that they had got her and
the vision disappeared.
The most happy person with this result was Sue’s husband who could now
cease his dash next door whenever nature called.
HICKORY - DICKORY - DOCK
To be called
out to a house where children are involved generally means there are two
reasons ; the first is attention seeking or there is a genuine reason
for their distress.
This particular event concerned two small sisters. They both had started
to refuse to go into their bedroom and, to try to ease the situation,
both parents spent quite a long time trying to get them settled, but to
no avail. I became involved due to the girls saying that “the man”
There must be a definite link with sleep and bedrooms because
occurrences in these places arise too often to be coincidental.
It was a typical children’s room with bunk beds and large bean bag and
as I began to find the portal, which in this case was very easy, the man
appeared. He was sat on the bean bag and said, “ I hope you’ve come to
help me get away from here!” I told him that was my intention and asked
him who he was and could he recall how he came to be in his present
situation. His name he said was Norman Wisbeck. He remembered not
feeling well and going to Dr Arthur’s surgery in Offerton with his
friend Clifford Allen. He recalled a funny feeling in his chest and pins
and needles in his arm but after that he could only chastise his pal
Clifford for “leaving” him. He had felt abandoned and could not
understand why he was in these surroundings, especially as there were
cats around - he hated cats - and he missed his cigs and pint. The
children were fine, he said, and he was sorry if he upset them but he
stressed the need to get away from the predicament, mainly due to
HICKORY,DICKORY DOCK. It was driving him mad!. I asked him to remain
where he was whilst I went on to the landing were their parents awaited
and asked if the rhyme meant anything to them.
They were both amazed and replied that every night, to get the children
settled, they would repeat it over and over because it was their
He stood there smiling as I re - entered the room and said “Told you
so!”. The portal had began to move so I asked him to turn in it’s
direction and as he did he handed me a box of crayons,” A present for
the kids” he said. The portal opened and revealed a pint of beer and an
ashtray full of cigarette ends. Once again he turned to me and nodded as
he went into the scene and, lifting his pint, gradually disappeared.
When the personalities have been “rescued” I always make sure the portal
has been secured. What made me chuckle, in this case, the security was
in the shape of a CAT.
Personalities, whether seen, or unseen, have an energy. This energy, or
echo of energy, does not move immediately with the personality, and if
there has been intense activity it can be some time before it
dissipates. Thus, it can be misconstrued that the personality has not
gone. But, in fact, what is being felt is only the echo which will
eventually disappear. I have only had one or two instances of this but
in all cases the result has been positive when this circumstance has
EDWIN and THE DEVIL
I have recently retired from doing
rescues, but it was necessary to come out of my retirement when my very
good friend Miesha, (the person responsible for all the work required to
build this wonderful website) told me that a personality needed help.
The previous night he experienced an entity who indicated that the
“Devil” would be talking to him directly. Although Miesha knew
there was no such creature it was disturbing that a personality should
hold this view. Someone needed help in the unseen, so off we went
to get it sorted.
The problem was, once again, in the bedroom. I was immediately
drawn to the top corner of the ceiling. What resembled a tube-like
structure seemed as if it went straight through the wall and into
infinity. To one side there was a movement which eventually built
into the image of a man. He told me his name was Edwin and he was
very upset because he said the “Devil” had banished him and he didn’t
know where he was. I then noticed that he held something in his
hands, it was a torn birthday card and he had a half in each hand, he
also showed me a wedding ring.
I was about to ask what the significance of these meant when a Priest
appeared by his side. The Priest then placed an adornment around
the shoulders and gave him a leather bound Bible which looked very old
and worn. The Priest turned to me and smiled, then turning to
Edwin telling him to open the Bible. I was able to observe the
chapter, it was the Book of Job. As the man read, the Priest
guided him through the tunnel-like structure and disappeared. Four
religious Icons appeared which I was told would seal the entrance
So I never found out the significance of the torn birthday card or the
but maybe I was not meant to know, it was enough for me to realise our
friend from the unseen had reached his proper place.
It was most satisfying to learn afterwards that the Book of Job is
indeed a battle with the faith of God against the Evil of the so called
“Devil”. IN THIS CASE GOD WON !
For many years I had experienced strange
happenings within our home. The events began when our daughter was
around 2-3 years old and would suddenly appear to see something and
become very frightened and cling to me burying her head in my shoulder,
afraid of "the man". Fortunately this situation eventually passed
but other disturbances continued particularly in the children's bedroom
where there was a different feeling to the rest of the home and
sometimes a completely different smell. On the odd occasion I had
myself slept in this room I had been aware of rapping and tapping sounds
within the wall or closet door which upon investigation there was no
logical cause. Also the children's toys would set themselves off
inexplicably. Luckily the children were unaware of any of these
events and I really wanted to believe that there was a logical
explanation for the happenings, however one night I awoke to see two
silver orb shapes in the air above the bed. I lay there trying to
make out what they were, sat up on one elbow trying to see if anything
could be making a reflection to create this light. As my eyes
adjusted to the darkness their shape and form became very clear and
after about a minute of scrutiny they disappeared. Around this
time, Christmas, the photographs of the children decorating the tree,
taken on our digitl camera were covered in orbs, no photographs before
nor any taken after have ever contained any. I had also seen what
I can only describe as neon squiggles hanging in the air and on the wall
but these were just upon waking and there seemed to be periods of this.
There were various other things, the dog barking, hackles raised, into
the air in specific places and lots of things going bump in the night
but as I say nobody else was affected by it and so my husband and I
would just laugh and say that I was bonkers! However at the back
of my mind I always felt certain unease and upon talking to a friend,
was given Alan's telephone number, he came and performed a rescue
clearing three or four spirits from the kid's room. Now the space
feels transformed and most surprisingly is the change in our daughter.
She is cheerier and more compliant and there are no more things going
bump in the night!
Vicky, Oldham, 19-March-2008.