When we moved in to our new home in Dorset – My wife Sarah and I both saw an old lady in a summery dress standing at the top of the loft hatch looking down at us. It was for the merest of a fleeting instant ~ so quick that we actually doubted what we thought we saw, but on discussion we had both seen the same “apparition” at different times and neither of us had mentioned it until it came up in conversation about ghosts one day. When I looked in to it further I discovered that an old lady had died in the house when it was called St Clair (about 40 years ago). The previous occupants had seen her and told the neighbours. I haven’t seen her since then.
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