Here's one for you - I've just posted it then found your request for stories ... also I have seen and heard several ghosts from the late 1980's up to around 2002 when I seemed particularly psychically aware of these things. My first was a legless monk who I saw gliding along the pavement just before the flyover on Queen's Drive near Broadgreen. It was about 5.30pm and I was driving home from work in Netherley heading for Waterloo. There was lots of traffic and there was a tailback and I had my eye on the road but could see to the left of me a monk in a brown habit heading towards Childwall Fiveways. I'm not sure but I think there was a school there because I also remember iron railings in the background as he was gliding past them. He had his hood up and his arms were folded inside his sleeves and there was a rope around his waist. At first I just thought, "Wow! I haven't seen a monk dressed like that since I was in primary school and the missionaries came to talk to us." I took my eyes off the road for a second look and just registered that something wasn't quite right about the monk but then I had to quickly pay attention to the road ahead again. Then it registered that the monk was gliding along, not walking, and that below the knee he just disappeared, no legs, no feet were visible, yet above the knee he looked as solid as I did. I can tell you I gripped my steering wheel so tight I thought my knuckles would break, the hair on the back of my neck stood up and as the monk got level with my car I sort of watched him out of the corner of my eye, too afraid to turn my head. I saw him glide past and I looked in my rear view mirror and he wasn't there, which amazed me because he certainly wasn't a misty phantom, he was solid from head to knee, but below the knee there was just nothing. After he passed, the tailback suddenly started shifting quickly forward and I should have got done for speeding that day because I drove home like a bat out of hell. All the way home I was saying to myself "You've just seen a ghost! You have just - seen - a - ghost!" When I got home I was speechless and I don't drink alcohol but I poured myself a glass of wine and gulped it down. My husband walked into the room and stared at me and said "What's wrong with you? You look as if you've just seen a ghost!" All I could say at the time was "I have." Amongst other experiences around that time, the one below was another very vivid sighting.



Ghosts and Timeslips ...
... has anyone ever had a strange experience in Bold Street, Liverpool? Several years ago I was coming out of the exit from Central Station that leads directly into Bold Street and I thought I'd walked into a film set! There were cobblestones and horses and carriages and people dressed in bonnets and long dresses. I'm not sure what period it was but they looked like the people on the Quality Street tin. I was totally disorientated for a few seconds because in my mind I was just going to cross Bold Street and into Waterstones but suddenly all these horses and carriages and people were in the way. First thing I thought was "They're shooting a film and I've walked onto the set, silly me." But as soon as I'd told myself that, everything was back to normal, present day and I was left scratching my head as to what had happened. I definitely needed a cuppa before I did anything else and I think I sat in Cafe 53 for about an hour trying to work out what on earth I'd just experienced. Has anyone else had a similar experience there or can throw any light on what it all means.