[Michael K.]

Many years ago when i was a wee boy, we were in Northern Ireland visiting family and friends there, and my uncle Sammy took me and my mother to stay the night at my aunt Kates house which was a huge house with two large stone pillars with a balcony over the front door, The entire house was surrounded by a tin sheeted wall and within that space patrolled several geese who nipped my ankles as we went into the house. I was about 8 years old at the time but i remember the experience there like it was yesterday. She had no electricity only oil lamps for lighting. a scary place with long dark shadows. We sat having dinner which was cooked on a peat fired range, when her dog started growling and the door opened and a draft billowed across the room then a noise was heard in her pantry, rattling of plates and tins, My mother and me were really scared of this odd occurrence, but my aunt Kate said it was just the old maid who died here years ago, and she wanders around the house, My aunt Kate accepted this as completely normal, said she does this every night and the dog growls at her. Later when we went to bed with an oil lamp the grandfather clock in the bedroom started to be wound up, I could hear the sound very clearly of the clock being wound up, and so could my mother, i said can we please leave here now mum. as both of us were now very scared, but the house was deep in the countryside miles from where we were staying at my uncle Sammies place. We were stuck there till the next day,
I found out later that my uncle Sammy was terrified of going into that house and was upset he did not warn us.

regards michael.