WoooOOOoooOOO................
I'm not a believer in ghosts, poltergeiests, The Banshee, Santa, Jesus etc. but this tail surrounding my mothers family, they all swear it is true.

My grandmother grew up in an old farm house which my cousins still live in today. Nearby lay an old graveyard that wasn't really in use. It was due to be built on, so my mothers family went to rescue their deceased family members headstones.

Now, they had quite a few headstones (Good Ould Catholic Ireland in them days, ie. lots of family members) and they didn't know what to do with them. So they decided to lay them as Kitchen Tiles....I shit you not!

I can actually remember reading them as I sat at the kitchen table as a kid.

Around about this time strange things started to happen around the farm. A man was seen walking the perimeter of the house. He would walk the same path almost nightly.He never said or did anything to anyone but it was creeping them out a bit, so as all good catholics do they had a mass said in the house and he was never seen again ( isn't God fantastic !)

Another day my mother and her sister (they were very young at the time)were playing in the yard. When the time came for them to go home they couldn't. There was a wall around the yard where there never was and to this day never has been a wall. She says she can still remember her sister crying as they looked for a way out, eventually they managing to crawl out through a gap in the corner of the yard.

"What a load of cock!" I declared when my mother told me this but she swears it happened, as does my aunt.

There are many storys about the strange goings on in "Skellig House". There is even a couple of chapters about the place in a book called - "Famous Irish Ghosts".Back in the day a reporter from the big smoke stayed there and reported being "thrown from his bed in the middle of the night" and "the bed was thrown across the room".

My mother reckons the spirits liked company because when the house was empty, things would be moved or broken, noises would be heard from the house even though nobody was home. But when the the house was occupied nothing too strange really happened.

As I said I don't believe any of this, I'm a peaceful atheist, but I have to admit that whenever I visit "Skellig House" there is a weird vibe to the place and I can feel my heart beat in my asshole.
(Kopite Ceoil agus Craic, Fri 4 Jul 2008, 11:45, Reply)