DORSET PARANORMAL

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                                                                                                  TRY YOURSELF

 

INVESTIGATIONS ARE NOT ALWAYS THAT EASY TO FIND IF YOU DO NOT BELONG TO A PARANORMAL GROUP. I HAVE INCLUDED IN THIS PAGE A FEW INVESTIGATIONS THAT ANYONE CAN TRY ,AND BETTER STILL THEY WONT COST YOU A PENNY.

 

                                                                          BOURNEMOUTH GARDENS

Mrs Bedford, a lovely eighty year old Irish lady told me about a supernatural experience she had one morning many years ago in Bournemouth gardens.

She was on her way to work near Bournemouth Pier and was crossing the Gardens from the direction of the Avaries. A flight of steps led down to what was used to be known as "Invalids Walk" and as she approached she saw a shadowy figure in a black ,hooded cloak with a nun's  cowl leaning on a balustrade. Upon reaching the figure it half-turned towards her." It had a wild, fierce expression - but it was not a human face" she told me. "I felt very afraid , and I turned and ran.

Apparently, there used to be a convent belonging to a strict order nearby which nursed TB patients .There was a story that a nun had misbehaved and had been locked away as punishment .Was this her apparition?.   

 

                                                                               POOLE ROAD

On another occasion the same Irish lady and her husband were walking home from a party around one o'clock in the morning .She assured me neither of them had been drinking ,but as they approached number 28 Poole Road ,Bournemouth they saw what at first they took to be a policeman standing by the gate .They noticed  his very shiny boots ,then looked at his face - but it wasn't  there- he was headless!

This apparition had also been seen by several bus drivers ,when buses still ran at that hour. The phantom was believed to be a French soldier who had been beheaded for some misdemeanour, and not a policeman- but what was he doing in Poole Road? It remains a mystery.

 

                                                                               COY POND

 

Some years ago, a lady was walking her dog at the pretty little park called Coy Pond when she met a youth in a white macintosh. He smiled at her and then disappeared into thin air.

The boy ,who used to act strangely at times set out from Bournemouth Gardens near the Pier wearing his white raincoat and walked through the length of the gardens- about two miles- until he reached Coy Pond. He had been having one of his strange turns that day , unfortunately for the victim who was cutting grass. Without any warning ,the boy seized the man's scythe and hacked him to death. Leaving the body where it had fallen he went home, hiding his bloodstained raincoat behind a boiler where his mother eventually found it and told the police.

The boy was tried and convicted but was only sentenced to three years imprisonment as his mind was disturbed.

After three years he was released ,but only lived for a few more years. One day when driving through the New Forest ,he stopped at a garage for petrol at Lyndhurst and died at the petrol pump. His parents too are now dead, but the boy in white's spirit returns to the scene of his crime.

 

                                                                              LONGHAM

 

 Mrs Whitely of Bear Cross told me that  she didn't believe in ghosts, but she could'nt explain what she had seen any other way.

On 11th April 1994 p.m she was going to work at Ferndown and had just crossed over Longham Bridge .Between there and the Bridge House Hotel she saw a man in a long macintosh on an old fashioned bicycle - rather like the ones policemen used to ride - without any light's on and on the wrong side of the road .

As she looked at him ,thinking "thats dangerous" a white car approached and drove right through him!

 

                                                                      LYCHETT MATRAVERS

 

A ghost is heard in the Church Walk, a path that climbs from the old village that used to be next to the church but was decimated at the time of the Black Death ,and now lost beneath the fields .It is said that whispering can be heard just out out of sight of the path, but when you look ,no one else is there ... Could it be the restless spirits of the long-dead plague victims?

 

             Great thanks goes to local writer Patricia M. Wilnecker ,for allowing me to use these story's from her book .

 

                                                                       "GHOSTLY TALES OF WESSEX"