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Very good news

I know from all of your messages that when a cruel troublemaker put about the rumour that the house which David lived in and many of you visited us at might soon be demolished, David’s friends and long-term followers were distressed. The thought of the house going so soon after David was adding unnecessarily to your burden of grief – and to a feeling of loss, for a world so warm and familiar which encapsulated David himself.

I am therefore very pleased to be able to tell you all that the house in Muswell Hill Road which was David’s home for well over half his life is not going to be demolished. That is, if planning permission is granted for various internal modifications which will return the property from an HMO to a family home, which is highly likely. And even then it wouldn’t just be demolished!

The new owners deserve their privacy, but we have many Muswell Hillbilly friends in common re: civic and community connections, and I can assure you all that the house is now in very safe hands indeed. Plus, with all the planned restorations the south west chimney won’t fall down! The nights David gripped my shoulders, or me his, when storms gripped Muswell Hill and it started to sway …

What a massive relief all of this is! And I wish the new owners the best of luck. Thank you!

The illustrative photograph shows David and his granddaughter Lauryn standing outside the house in May 2010. What a cutie!!

Della (Farrant)

Penumbral Lunar Eclipse June 2020

Hi all, this is Della.

Thinking of those of you are working with tonight’s Full Moon and eclipse, for positive ends. 20.24PM seem optimal for those of us in London depending of course upon what you are working – and especially for those us close to some of the highest natural points. Support flowing from myself especially to a friend who has been struggling because of the COVID-19 pandemic and has been planning around this night for some time – you know who you are.

For inspiration, here’s a pic of a full moon which is not eclipsed, with the shade of David Farrant looming over Highgate Woods (view from our front room). It was mocked up by a friend for their own amusement but I thought some might enjoy it although it has no astronomical accuracy!

Moon Over Muswell

Some other exciting events over the next few nights:

June 8: Conjunction of the Moon and Jupiter.

June 9: Conjunction of the Moon and Saturn.

Best wishes,


David Farrant Gaggia Caffe TV

Respect for the living and the departed

Hello all, this is Della, David’s widow. I hope you are all bearing up during these stressful times.

I would like to address some strange rumours which have been spread on social media lately.

It has been brought to my attention that I have been being accused by a certain person – the same person to whom David and I sent a cease and desist letter some years back regarding online stalking and harassment – of some very strange things. I am sure you can all guess who he is. Yet again this person is attempting to resurrect sickening and perverse rumours which he alone started. These include David being my father, my mother being David’s second wife, etc. He also sees fit to challenge the parentage of David’s youngest son (who looks just like him and whose birth certificate accurately records David and his first wife as parents).

Worse still, this person has been publishing blog and FB posts which evidence his unhealthy interest in the months of ill health which preceded David’s death, his last days, and what happened next regarding his mortal remains. Understandably I find this all distasteful and distressing. This is made worse for me as I am aware of this person’s morbid interest in dead bodies. It is me who has lost their partner, not him, and he seems to be a bit confused about that.

David died of natural causes, and the precise details of his passing and subsequent funeral are not a matter of public interest. Those who were there know how it went down, and have retained their loyalty towards our need for privacy – a need which has clearly not diminished! David was a somewhat infamous person who had enjoyed friendship and correspondence with a vast number of people over the years. He was and is very much loved, and to avoid misinformation spreading I made a public statement about his death on his website and upon request gave an interview to the Ham and High. Prior to these public disclosures close friends and family members had naturally been made aware of David’s death. It was a terribly difficult time for us all, and I appreciate and am very grateful for the huge amount of support and care which was extended to my step-son Jamie and myself. I also made a public statement on the first anniversary of David’s death this year. I have continued to respond to personal emails and phone calls etc. from people who David had respect for. Therefore the general public – which includes the person in question – have had ample access to all they need to know.

That the troublesome person earlier referenced is openly bragging about his attempts to obtain David’s birth and death certificates, his will, probate details and more concerningly information pertaining to his body or cremated remains is beyond upsetting. David’s death was legally registered, and his body was legally cremated, under his legal name. Allegations have been made that both these processes were overseen by myself having used a fake name for David – which is pure nonsense as well as libellous.

This person was not informed of David’s degenerating health because he was not his friend on any level (quite the opposite), despite his bizarre blog entries which fantasise about some sort of final reunion. That he continues to stalk David in death is beyond the pale, and I respectfully request that the people who are fruitlessly assisting him in his inappropriate endeavours have a good think about their actions and motives. This includes a woman who has apparently been telephoning crematoriums on his behalf who may wish to recall the many non-Highgate related supportive chats we had whilst her own husband was dying. Ironically some of the people who have caused David and I a lot of strife over the last 10 years and who I have no contact with have apparently been criticising our primary stalker’s actions, and I would like to thank them for that. I would encourage you all to continue to bear in mind how low his behaviour is and to treat it with the contempt that it deserves. Ditto re: the people who may find it amusing, or who actively participate in it. Can people please also try to bear in mind that there are people who may be reading any dissemination of this nonsense and your comments upon it who are family members or long term (or at least decent and trustworthy) friends of David’s in real life?

David has left behind enough writings, audio and video recordings as well as memories for those who met him in person. There is no need for this sick and strange interest in his remains. Those of us who have responsibility for them have no interest in creating a publicly accessible gravesite, which would attract oddballs and weirdos (the occult generally does!). David did not want that either – he genuinely did not care what happened to his body after death as he considered it to be a spent shell with no further use. I know that, because – you know, I was married to him. Husbands and wives talk about a LOT of things. The last thing he would want would be for the person who continues to harass him even in death to visit any kind of grave and to use his visit as a publicity stunt. OR to disrupt his funeral service or wake – both of which were very intense yet positive and respectful events. With no cameras! NO need. We loved him for who he was, and were there to celebrate his life. Not to show our friends that we knew someone famous or sell pics to the press.

I am so sorry to all of the genuine, kind people reading this who will be upset by this person’s actions. Please do not retaliate, or give him any more attention. I miss David every day, as you may do – and if you don’t think about him every day that is OK too. But this person’s perverted obsession with the remains of the deceased is not how David would like you to think about him.

Stay safe, stay indoors where possible – and stay sincere. Think before you type and starve his nibs of the ‘oxygen of publicity’ which he so craves.

Love to you all,


P.S. – David does not have a half brother called Robert who once played the lead role in Jesus Christ Superstar! Someone asked me about this today. The actor of that name is from a completely unrelated Farrant family who did happen to live in the Hornsey area in the 1970s. Bobby Shafto (stagename) is alive and well and not remotely connected to David Farrant. What next??? I’ll tell you what next. He’ll be saying I buried David in the back garden. Well why not, he’s already obliquely referred to him faking his own death, dying long before I announced his death, and kinda of being undead. Yeah, imagine someone talking about your deceased loved one like that. No shame.

Snow White and David Farrant (c) Colette Sully 1980

David Farrant 1946 – 2019


avid Farrant 2014 copyright Dark Morte Mortuary productions

Friends and Followers of David Farrant, of the British Psychic and Occult Society (BPOS)

Public announcement by Jamie Farrant and Della Farrant

It is our sad duty to announce the passing of David Farrant at 9.20pm on 8th April 2019.

David had suffered from ill-health for several years, but remained dedicated to his family and friends, and the world of paranormal research which he had devoted his life to.

We know that David will be very much missed by his many friends, both online and in ‘real life’. HIs loss is felt by us all, and he leaves a niche which no one else could ever fill.

David’s funeral will be held privately, but tributes are welcomed and will be read out.

If you have memories of David which you would like to be shared at his farewell ceremony please email [email protected]

Thank you all for the fun and intrigue which you brought into David’s life. The legacy of his work – and his charisma – will live on through your podcasts, comments, thoughts and observations. And also through conversations over the years, perhaps especially for those of you who met him in person – either at his home, or at Pagan parties or paranormal events, and can imagine him sitting in that empty seat at the table.

Thank you all for your thoughts about David, your contributions to his life, and your respect for our privacy during this painful time.

Jamie Farrant and Della Farrant


An Appeal for help – Rikki LaCoste

Hello all,

An important request here, and thanks to all who read it and act upon it.

Rikki LaCoste is a Canadian musician, Pagan, sound technician, Magician, father, radio presenter, researcher, eco activist and all round great guy. But in May this year he suffered an enormous personal tragedy when his house burnt down, the blaze destroying everything he owned. Rikki has been in temporary accommodation ever since, and is struggling to rebuild his life.

Rikki and Isis LaCoste
Rikki and Isis LaCoste

My wife Della and our Canadian friend Zena Hagerty have launched a fundraiser to help Rikki with food and re-housing costs, amongst other ‘luxuries’ such as phone credit so he can communicate with his children.

Zena is a co-host of Nocturnal Frequency Radio, along with Steve Genier and Alex Rondini, and Della and myself as well as Rikki are proud to be part of that online radio community. Zena has produced this video, with the help of her partner Cody Lanktree, to help raise awareness of Rikki’s plight:

Some of you may remember my interview with Rikki which went out at Hallowe’en 2012, via his popular radio show Kakophonos. If you missed it, you can listen here:

If any of my readers can spare the slightest donation towards helping Rikki during this terrible time it would be VERY much appreciated. Just remember – this could happen to any one of us.  The paranormal community is not a rich one, but it should be a cohesive and supportive one.  PLEASE help if you can.

Here is where you can donate – the URL says it all.

Thanks to you all,






david farrant Forbidden History still pic

I did an interview with Ben Emlyn-Jones for his “Hpanwo Radio” last night (Thursday) which is now in the archives, and Ben has kindly posted the link on here (its beside the pic. of myself standing outside the top gate of Highgate Cemetery with the ‘warning sign’ in the background). It was quite an informal interview (I prefer those) but Ben did raise some interesting points about the ‘vampire’ said to haunt Highgate cemetery. I hope I clarified that the ghostly figure seen in Highgate Cemetery, which has been reported by many local people over the years, is NOT – nor ever has been – a ‘vampire’. This tag only came about courtesy of Hammer Horror films who used HC as a location in the late 1960s and early 1970’s to make several of their popular vampire films; Taste the Blood of Dracula and Dracula AD 1972, being among them. It is a fact Hammer films firmly established a direct link between Highgate Cemetery and a ‘vampire’ (and it was not only Hammer, there were other film companies and film titles as well such as Tales from the Crypt and The Body Beneath), but they also succeeded in ‘changing’ the cemetery’s long established ghost or spectre (which had been reported for decades before film companies like Hammer came on the scene) into some ‘blood-sucking vampire’. Of course, such an assumption was not given serious credence by serious psychic investigators, but it did serve to confuse the gullible and unwary (the type who believed Alice in Wonderland may have existed just because a best-selling book featured this character) and attract to the cemetery a more serious element of people who entered the cemetery at night, and who were opening coffins and driving wooden stakes through the interred corpses.

And as well as these people, of course, there were also the usual group of individuals anxious to ‘cash in’ on the sensational ‘vampire tag’ originally instigated by Hammer, and take full advantage of any opportunity of personal publicity that the case had to offer.

One thing Ben did ask me to clarify on the show was the infamous mass ‘vampire hunt’ that took place on the night of Friday 13th of March in 1970. This occurred after I had appeared on the “Today” programme hosted by the late Eamon Andrews at 6 o’clock that same evening. I had been invited on to discuss the appearances of the ghost that had been witnessed frequently in or near the cemetery. Anxious to avoid attracting any sensationalism about vampires, I carefully avoided using the word ‘vampire’. Another invidual being interviewed, however, insisted that this unexplained phenomenon or ‘ghost’ that I had described, was in reality a ‘real life’ vampire and proceeded to demonstrate for the cameras how one must destroy a vampire. Producing a large silver-plated crucifix and pulling a sharpened wooden stake stuck down the back of his trousers, he said that the only sure way to destroy a vampire on must . . . first drive a wooden stake through its heart with one blow; cut off its head with a grave-digger’s shovel and then burn what remains.

Sandra Harris, the presenter, then asked him if he didn’t think that would be illegal today? He agreed, but then proceeded to say that he understood that David Farrant (myself) would be returning to the cemetery later that same evening to do just that!

(He was obviously basing this assumption on a report that appeared in the “Ham and High” newspaper the previous week when I was asked by some over-zealous reporter what I would do if the spectre really turned out to be a real vampire. Humouring him, I replied that should be the case, I would take whatever means necessary so that we could ‘all rest in peace’! But the humour had obviously been lost on this individual you chose to interpret my remark quite literally!)

Now as this individual’s statement had been put over the air, that same night following the television programme, hundreds of people besieged Highgate Cemetery all expecting to witnessed a non-existent ‘vampire hunt’!

All police leave in the area was cancelled and police cars surrounded all the entrance points of the cemetery, and just to ‘seal off’ the police operation, police with guard dogs and search lights patrolled the cemetery evicting a few people who had managed to scale the walls.

Asked by Ben about the outcome of the ‘vampire hunt’, I told him that this had been prevented by the police and so had never taken place.

All the same the press loved the event, despite its anti-climax, and more stories about a vampire roaming Highgate Cemetery were splashed across some headlines . . .

This is really just a brief synopsis of my interview with Ben about the Highgate vampire for Hpanwo Radio. There was a lot more. Anybody wishing to hear the complete interview, please just follow the link below.…/programme-192-podcast-…

Have fun everyone!

David (Farrant)

The “Evil Cabal” Bites Back


Hello everyone.  I joined in a 2-hour radio show on Sunday (May 29th) with Della on Steve Genier’s  “Evil Cabal Radio” (seriously, the name of this episode) with his other two presenters Alex (the ‘vampire’) Rondini and Zena Hagerty.  Another guest also invited was Gareth Davies of Mindset Central and the subject was basically ghosts and the paranormal and the emergence of numerous cults and sects (including the ‘darker’ and more ‘possessive’ ones).

These topics were obviously discussed in some detail but one that did cause great amusement was the actual name of the broadcast, “The Evil Cabal”.  Everyone was all in howls of laughter (especially Zena Hagerty) at the concept that we were all potentially ‘evil’, and I had to clarify that this was only a title given to us by a certain individual who posted on the Internet under a variety of false aliases; that anybody who dared to associate with one David Farrant (let alone be a friend of his) must be ‘evil’.  This person had asserted that this was because that I (David Farrant) was ‘demonically possessed’ and that he had invited myself to be ‘exorcised’ by full members of his group to be exorcised (by the same group) at his at his small bungalow home in Bournemouth.  This occurred in 2008 and this person had asserted privately that one of the conditions was that this must be completely without ‘any publicity’.

Fair enough, except for one thing . . . the person had made this personal challenged to myself via a local North London newspaper (which again, evoked more peals of laughter!).

The show is now in the archives on New Visions Radio, but the link to the link is a little difficult to follow as it only takes you to the main New Visions page.

The link to this however is . . .

Once there, go to ‘shows’ on the left,  then to “Nocturnal Frequency Radio” and then select ‘Season 8’ at the bottom.

Then scroll down to about the middle, and select “Evil Cabal Radio”, then play.

Enjoy everyone!


A Voice in the Dark – by Sharon Clarke

Sharon Clarke Voice in the Dark David Farrant


Hello everyone,

I was contacted earlier this year by a lady called Sharon Clarke from County Antrim who was preparing a book focused on paranormal activity, ghosts and legends and paranormal investigations pertaining to Northern Ireland.

I am pleased to report that Sharon’s book is now available in bookshops and online, and am very excited about seeing the final result – “A paranormal collage of one woman’s involvement with the paranormal arena and her fight to promote parapsychology.”

Sharon is a hard-working mother of eight, who also keeps horses, but still manages to find time to conduct thorough research into the supernatural.  Over the last few months we have had many involved conversations upon this subject, and I am proud to be able to promote her new book on my blog.

From the official promotion:

Voice in the Dark is available to order now from Amazon cost £15.99. It is a beautiful keepsake thanks to the images provided by obscura prints and Abandoned N.I. There are nearly 20 HD prints within the book.
Its contents features also contributions from paranormal celebs such as Jeff Belanger (Ghost Adventures writer and researcher), David Farrant (President of the British Psychic and Occult Society), Christine Hayes (Renowned medium and demonology expert and co-ordinator of ghosts n’ all things paranormal ),Greg Lawson (paranormal acclaimed author, of whom one of his novels will be soon a movie)..and Marty Stalker (Writer and Director of Hostage To The Devil, a film about the exorcist priest Malachi Martin).
This book will put Northern Ireland on the paranormal map as it has many local cases and in depth writings on local locations and investigations.

My own contribution involves an interview I recently gave to its author Sharon Clarke about the paranormal and psychic investigations.

You can find Sharon’s book on Amazon here.

Good luck with the book, Sharon, you deserve it!

David Farrant.

David Farrant at Borley Church 1979 (c) David Farrant BPOS



The following article about ley lines first appeared in my book Dark Journey  published in 1999.

David Farrant at Borley Church 1979 (c) David Farrant BPOS

David Farrant inside reputedly haunted Borley Church in 1979

In fact, I first visited the site of Borley Rectory with its extant church in 1979 and was immediately struck by a spiral arc of dense cloud that seemed to eclipse the immediate landscape. It was almost like looking at a rainbow, but made of clouds instead of having any transparent colour.  This appeared to meet the horizon in front of Borley Church and join it again somewhere behind the church in the distance.  Apart from this anomaly, the sky was almost clear apart from slight wisps of high cloud lying high above this lower mass.

I was with psychic medium Colette Sully on this particular summer’s day, but found the church locked; although a hand written notice pinned to the door gave directions for interested visitors to find the local caretaker who lived nearby in the tiny village.  She was a pleasant lady in her fifties, and she trustingly reminded us to sign the visitor’s book for any opinions or comments.  She said that she had not had any ‘ghostly experiences’ inside the church, but her husband had (who was out at the time) when he was leaving the church one evening.  If I wanted to ask him about it when I returned the key – and if he was back by then – I’d be more than welcome.  Unfortunately he wasn’t, and we had to make our way back to London, but we nevertheless managed to obtain some good interior photographs of the church . . .



THE  20TH CENTURY  might have heralded a turning point in scientific knowledge, discovery and intention, but virtually none of this ‘human knowledge’  (because humans we are, and humans we remain) seems to have one iota closer to solving or understanding the numerous cases of unexplained phenomena world-wide which just will not seem to ‘go away’.

Amongst multiple categories of these cam be included …  UFO’s, crop circles,  (the strange appearance of precise geometrical formations that appear in isolated fields over­night, precognition (an ability by some people to ‘see’ – through vivid dreams or visions – events that have yet to take place) and telekinesis, another faculty possessed by some that enables them to move objects without the aid of any physical contact.

There are numerous other examples of unexplained phenomena, of course, which from a material or scientific point of view can neither be understood or explained, and these include the psychic abilities of some mediums and clairvoyants whose ‘powers’ apparently enable them to make  people contact with spirits and forces unseen.  There are too, of course, the numerous sightings of ghostly apparitions (whether of ‘people’, animals  or even scenes of places or landscapes which have long since disappeared into history) which, over the years have been witnessed and reported by so many people.

The possibility that  ‘ghosts’ might exist in their quite literal sense is one, in fact, often seized  upon by vehement sceptics who seem to want to ‘debunk’ the entire field of psychic research.  Assuming that all witnessed cases of unexplained phenomena must automatically relate to figures in white sheets that go around ‘groaning’ or ‘clanking chains’, or even ‘carry their heads’, materialists frequently use this misguided criteria as an example of the absurd and argue, perhaps understandably, that if these portray typical examples of ghosts and the unknown; then all similar legends and reports can safely be based on nonsense.

They would be absolutely right, of course; but only if such an assumption was based upon  a supposition that was correct in the first place.

Fortunately however, the workings of genuine psychic research and the opinions and conclusions of  those involved in it, do not quite work that way!  In fact, dedicated psychic investigators would almost certainly be in full agreement with hardened materialists in that the whole concept of spookily-clad figures ‘wailing in the night’ can be ascribed to sheer fantasy.

But it is only a brief meeting point for, leaving more frivolous types of ghosts aside, dedicated researchers are aware that there is much more to the field of psychic research; not least its quest to understand unknown Laws in the Universe than could possibly be responsible for the numerous unexplained phenomena reported world-wide which, so far, no physical laws or any amount of material theories or reasoning, have been able to explain …

The possible existence of ley lines, (which, as already explained, are ‘lines of energy’ that cross the earth’s surface and might be responsible for the occurrence of many psychic phenomena), could be cited as just one example where modern science or ‘intellectual reasoning’ has entrapped itself within material boundaries and left behind ‘jewels of knowl­edge’ rich in potential wisdom, but luckily, not so easy for the taking.

A discourteous statement? Perhaps not. For if the protagonists of scientific research with all its available computerised technology, ever came to dream that there might exist some nebulous energy outside the scope of their text books, they would be among the first to try and exploit it, would they not?

Ley lines are, in fact, lines of energy that run in exact form across the earth’s surface and although the secrets of this energy are now all but lost, they were known (at least, to a much higher degree) to ancient mankind who were much more dependent on natural forces in Nature and within the earth itself.

Accordingly,  far more advanced in the understanding of this potent – though natural – energy, ancient man was instinc­tively drawn to ley lines, building his settlements and early places of worship on or around them, using them for naviga­tion purposes when travelling or hunting game and to utilise  their qualities for his spiritual well-being.  Essentially, ancient man was  ‘drawn’ to these invisible lines understanding that they contained great wealth and power; indeed, they were so important to his life-style that he ‘mapped’ them with stone markers and monuments over vast areas of terrain, and this, with the awareness that an understanding of Nature’s secret forces could help determine his very survival.

Ley lines usually run in precise alignment across the earth’s surface and although many have been seemingly ‘lost’ among the teaming vicissitudes of the 21st century (many of their markers having long since vanished into obscurity or lines themselves buried deep beneath the concrete jungles of modern civilisation) they are nevertheless still ‘there’ and no amount of human theories or conjecture can in any way affect their validity.

But perhaps what is not so well known about ley lines,  and the mysterious forces associated with them, is that many re­ported cases of ‘ghosts’ – or ghostly phenomena – and other unexplained happenings, just happen to occur along the course of ley lines.

To take just one example of ley lines and their possible connection with ghostly phenomena, one only has to look at the famous case of Borley Rectory which was said to be ‘con­siderably haunted’; not, least by the well known psychic investigator Harry Price.

Indeed, from the 1920’s until well into the mid 1930’s,  Borley Rectory acquired a fearsome reputation of being haunted by several different ghosts, in particular, by a phantom nun and a poltergeist that had a habit of immobilis­ing physical objects in the air in direct view of witnesses; bottles of wine rising mysteriously from shelves and bricks and being suspended in mid air before suddenly crashing to the ground. ‘Phantom footsteps’ were frequently heard at night and sometimes a ‘goblin-like figure was seen inside the Rec­tory, whilst outside in the grounds, a ghostly nun was fre­quently witnessed by several different people. Events and sightings such as these continued unabated for many years, until the Rectory was eventually destroyed by a mysterious in 1939.

Whatever the truth behind all these tales (and most of these have been so well documented that further repetition would be unnecessary) is now impossible to tell. But it is an inter­esting fact that Borely Rectory itself was situated directly on a spot where at least two ley lines converge; indeed, still do.

Speculation or fact?  Well, as its name might suggest “Borely” (a “bore” literally meaning a “tidal wave of great force”) was obviously originally named thus because of its posi­tion on a ley line and it is reasonable to assume (as is the case with many ancient monuments and sites) that the signifi­cance – if not importance – of ley lines was recognised by early architects and planners – even later architects and planners.  (It is a matter of fact that when Borely Rectory was built in 1863, it was constructed upon the site on Borely Manner built in 1042, and before this, a Benedictine Abbey was said to stand on the site.)  That this understanding was later lost is really academic for, like a meandering wave on a stormy sea, the energy in ley lines is never actually ‘lost’; although it can remain in a dormant state.

The Borely story is, of course, well known but, despite its destruction all these years hence, stories of ghostly phenomena still abound there.  One of these is the ghostly nun who is still reported gliding along a certain walk-way which fell within  the grounds of the old Rectory; while adjacent Borley Church only yards from the old Rectory site, has been plagued with stories of ghostly phenomena, even in years just gone.  Back in the 1960’s (in the days when the church was still unlocked to the public), one group of aspiring ghost hunters reported hearing distinct –though unexplained – sounds and witnessing strange lights while they were keeping a vigil inside the church at night.

Yet perhaps all this is not so surprising if we remain in the context that a good number of ghostly figures might have a connection with ley lines; or rather, that such lines may be directly responsible for numerous cases of ghostly phenomena that are reported on and around them.

David Farrant,  President, British Psychic and Occult Society.

A Ghost Story For May Day

I thought as it is May Day, and to perhaps get away from the sad tone of my last couple of Blogs following the passing of Jon Randall in April, you might like to read a true ghost story taken from my book Dark Journey published in 2004.  It took place in an old deserted Manor House called Bloxworth situated not far from Bere Regis in Dorset.  Members of the British Psychic and Occult Society (BPOS) first visited the area in 1979 to try and shed some fresh light  of some reputed hauntings in the Dorset area.  Bloxworth had been made a priority, because the host of ghostly stories that surrounded the place, which at that time lay forlorn and empty and invited intriguing speculation.  The problem is (and as is commonly the case with unsolved ‘ghost mysteries’) local rumour can rarely bring psychic investigators closer to obtaining first hand  accounts that are so essential in separating fiction from fact, and fact from legend.  So it was with some satisfaction that local enquiries in the area led to four people who had actually had direct experience of Bloxworth’s eerie phenomenon when they were all friends as students in 1968.  It was a striking physical manifestation; but each of them swore to its actual validity . . .


Bloxworth Manor House, from a line drawing circa 1901
Bloxworth Manor House, from a line drawing circa 1901



AN UNUSUAL ghost story with overtones of the macabre,  if not incredulous,  comes from a lady who recalls an event that happened in the late summer on 1968  –  an experience, in fact, that was to leave a deep impression on her memory.

Sue,  from Harefield, in Middlesex, was at the time a struggling student living in a bed-sit in Dorchester, and one evening returned there with some friends after having been to a local disco. She was with her best friend,  Susan, and their two  boyfriends, Adrian; and John, who was Sue’s fiancé.  They had all gone back for a coffee and a late night chat.

It was a miserable night, rain having fallen continuously and, after dis­cussing various topics,  the conversation some­how turned to  ‘ghosts’.  At first,  the discussion was a some­what light-hearted affair  (and was more than likely encouraged by the dismal conditions outside),  but it was really Sue’s contribution that provoked most interest when she insisted that there was an old deserted house called Bloxworth Manor near a small village where she lived, some ten miles or so away from Bere Regis.  Several sinis­ter tales were connected to Bloxworth Manor and Sue emphasised that locals would never venture near the place at night.

Whilst listening to this story with a fair amount of ‘scoffing’, Susan and the two boys  nevertheless insisted that they should pay a visit to the old manor house; if for no other reason than to satisfy their curiosity and prove such things did not really exist. Sue shrank from this proposal and argued that there could  be some  substance to  the local stories that  had given the manor –  house its fearful reputation.  But she was outvoted by the others and a little while later,  determined to explore the place,  they persuaded Sue to go and they set off in John’s car.

They arrived at Bloxworth Manor just before 2 a.m. and somehow managed to scale the wrought iron gates, which were topped by rusty barred wire and  ‘guarded’  the long tree-lined drive that led to the house.       The night was overcast and very dark, and although it had stopped rain­ing,  the ground was very muddy and intermittent splashes of water were still dripping heavily from the trees.

Cautiously,  they felt their way forward along the muddy drive, unable to see more than a few feet ahead  –  even a pair of brilliant white trousers worn by Susan were barely distinguishable in the darkness.

Eventually,  after what seemed like an eternity of stumbling down the drive, the oblique outline of the house came into view, looming menac­ingly against the dark skyline; a sky so dark,  in fact,  that no stars were visible to offer any semblance of normality.

A large lawn was scarcely visible in front of the mansion,  the darkness making it appear like some foreboding swamp that warned against the intrusion of any human foot.

Suddenly, Sue exclaimed that she had seen a flash of light in one of the darkened windows.  The others reasoned this must be a tramp sheltering in the building,  but mounting apprehension coupled by a growing sense of unease about their surroundings, persuaded them to return to the entrance.

They started back,  Sue last,  but after a few yards something compelled Sue to look back, and another flash of light from the darkened mansion caught her eye. She stood,  transfixed to the spot,  and the next moment,  a  ‘shimmering light’  glided from the mansion and, in the form of a quivering column of fluorescent light,  appeared in front of her on the lawn.

In her own words …

“I can see it to this day.  It was a tall phosphoric light that moved across the lawn from the mansion and  ‘stood’  in front of me.  It was over seven feet tall taking the shape of a man of sorts, but rippling and trembling, its head seeming to move back and forth into the shining column.

I don’t know how long I stood mesmerised with fear,  but I remember calling out … ‘John’,  ‘John’,  and he was suddenly at my side.”

In fact,  alerted by Sue’s cries,  the others  had run back to go to Sue’s aid, and although Susan and Adrian had not actually see the  ‘shimmering apparition’,  an overbearing ‘sense of  evil’  seemed to have descended on the surrounding area, and none were in any doubt that, whatever it was,  possessed some kind of  ‘demonic intelligence’ and was intent on making them quickly leave.

Without second thoughts, the group ran back up the dark driveway,  desperate to reach the relative safety of the car. As they drove off,  anx­iously glancing into the retreating darkness, any previous scepticism was replaced by a relieved sensation that they had all had a lucky escape.

But Sue was the one who was worse affected.  In fact, by this time,  she was shaking and crying,  unable to come to terms with her encounter with this unearthly spectre.  In an attempt to reassure herself that the whole thing had not been her imagination,  she said to John  …  “You  did  see it,  didn’t you?”  “Yes”,  he replied, trying to steady his voice,  “I wish I hadn’t.  What on earth was it?”

This  question,  of  course, remained  unanswered, but   the  whole episode left a vivid  impression upon  the  group,  especially upon Sue and John who slept with the light on for a long time afterwards,  unwilling or unable,  to face the dark.

But this was not quite the end of this nocturnal adventure … The next day,  under the reassuring safety of daylight, the four returned to the mansion to look for any clue that could have shed light on the previous night’s events.

The mansion still lay gloomy and foreboding, although daylight revealed that the house was securely locked and bolted,  and would not have offered easy access to any nightly visitors,  such as tramps.

But  ‘clues’,  there were none;  and although their footprints were still quite visible on the muddy drive (especially where they had  ‘ran for their lives’,) the grass where the  ‘thing’  had appeared was completely undisturbed.

It seemed that the  ‘mansion mystery’  would go unresolved;  although one further factor in the story was to add a peculiar twist, if not dimension,  to the events …

Later that day,  when they visited Sue’s home in Bloxworth, her mother said  (without even knowing about the night’s events), that a strange occurrence had taken place the previous night.  At about 2 a.m. and all the dogs in the village had started howling and barking, a cres­cendo so prolonged that it had been remarked upon by many people in the village. No explanation for the dog’s ‘mass howling’ had been forthcoming.  But it was a strange coincidence that this had occurred at virtually the same time that the intrepid group had encountered the ghostly  apparition in the grounds of Bloxworth Manor.

David Farrant.