Priest ghost

“I took this photograph with a KODAK EASYSHARE CX7300 digital camera a few years ago, in St. Giles Cathedral in Edinburgh.
It was an overcast day, not too many tourists were in at the time, and i was with my mum.
When i take any photographs inside the Cathedral or anywhere , i try to wait till there is no-one in the way and then i’ll click away, and that is what i did here.
My mum also is afraid of any clergy i.e nuns, preists, ministers from an incident when she was little, so i know if this gentleman had been sitting there my mum would have gone outside and left me there!
This photograph was the 2nd of 3 pictures i snapped one after the other as i was trying to get a decent shot of the window and when i got home and downloaded my photos on to my p.c i nearly fainted at what i had caught! (there is no-one in the other 2)
I let my mum see it and it gave her shivers, as does anyone i have shown it to.
I would love to know what you make of it as it has baffled everyone that has seen it, they all see someone sitting there and they all tell me its either a priest or a minister?”

Ghost hug

“Here is a picture of me taken in December 1981.  No doubt the apparent “ghost” was caused by the light, but the shape of the image and the way it appears to have its arms around me in a protective way is a bit spooky.”

Rock ghost

“This photo was taken in Boscastle, Cornwall in April 2003 of me and my
daughter. The white figure to the left was not there when we climbed onto
the rocks. Please could any one explain it as this has troubled me since
the photo was developed in that same year.”

Ghost behind the wall

“I’d love to know what you think of this photo. It was taken, by my uncle, many years ago in Highfield, Southampton, where we used to live. That’s me in the foreground but in the background, close to the shrub, you’ll see a face peering over the wall.

The only people in the garden that day were my parents, my uncle and me. The house itself was described by everyone as having an atmosphere; my uncle sums it up best with his description from a biography he wrote about his father, my grandfather:

“Mayfield’ was a barn of a place chiefly now remembered by me for the chill on winter’s mornings and its spookiness. The Highfield district of Southampton had been built up in the late Victorian and Edwardian years, the names of the roads gave the game away, Khartoum, Omdurman, Nile and so on recalling the British in the Sudan and Egypt…the house had been occupied by the army during the war, the lower half of the passage walls and doors were painted an tasteful chocolate brown (for gloom ‘Mayfield’ was in a class of it’s own)…

It is over fifty years ago, but I still see the Bechstein concert grand piano in the lounge bay window, the lounge and dining room were one large room as my parents preferred to keep the wooden dividing doors open.   ‘Mayfield’ was a ‘spooky’ house, many years later when dad was semi retired and working in Cape Town I never liked staying there on my own. There was a tale told about the house that it was unlucky for women. Both Mrs, Wills and my mother died in the house at very young ages and later my sister and Lynette who also had stayed there both died very young of identical cancer.”

My uncle has had a lifelong interest in photography and when this picture was developed – along with another photo taken on the same afternoon showing the same face – he still recalls the impact that seeing this little face had on my parents. My mother asked him never to show it to me and he only did so many years after she had died. I think it is absolutely extraordinary. We have had it enlarged and, if anything, it looks even more obviously a head – but using measurements gauged by the bricks and the pipe, our best estimate is that the head is tiny – only a few inches high.”