Confessions of a Paranormal Investigator
Have you any embarassing stories or funny stories that don’t make your reports? Accidents you have covered up? We don’t names or details.
Have you any embarassing stories or funny stories that don’t make your reports? Accidents you have covered up? We don’t names or details.
To start off I remember being on a vigil and one of the team members asking if he could climb into the loft to check out some noises. He was told not to unedr any circumstances. The access was through a hatch in the kitchen, it was not safe to climb up and we had not arranged access to this location. However, once myself and the other team leaders were out of sight the investigator in question decided to look in the loft. He climbed up and moved the hatch. As it moved, down came a cloud of dust and loft dirt. Down it fell, right ontop of a christening/wedding cake that was sat on the kitchen counter and he had not thought to move. Needless to say he hasn’t been on an investigation since.
There was that deep rumbling
There was that deep rumbling sound followed by an unearthly smell, that seemed to come from your general direction on that last vigil Ian —-turned out to have a mundane explanation 🙂
Daniel Parkinson
[quote=Daniel Parkinson]There was that deep rumbling sound followed by an unearthly smell, that seemed to come from your general direction on that last vigil Ian —-turned out to have a mundane explanation :-)[/quote]
Dan, this is called confessions not pass the blame. This is obviously a very good reason not to do vigils in the dark lol.
To this day I have scars
To this day I have scars from an encounter on an investigation with a very large, and very angry, black cat.
We were investigating a 1850’s house in a nearby town that was supposed to be haunted (came up empty). In the course of the investigating, we saw what appeared to be a shadow go racing across the floor to a large sedan. After a quick rock, paper, scissors, I was picked to look under the sedan to see what it was. Due to the low nature of this piece of furnature, I couldn’t easilly see under it, so I kneeled down and used my torch.
As soon as I hit it with the light, a black ball of fur, teeth and claws came out and hit me square in the face. While my team caught it and discovered it was a normal, if very nasty, black cat, I’ve never felt the same about cats and haunted houses since.
Summum Nec Metuam Diem Nec Optima
 Oh thought this was a
Oh thought this was a thread about one of those saucy Robin Asquith films.
Agricola wrote:
 Oh
[quote=Agricola] Oh thought this was a thread about one of those saucy Robin Asquith films.[/quote]
I imagine the confessions of a paranormal investigator may be less interesting than those of a window cleaner – maybe a film idea there: a cross between Most Haunted and Carry on Screaming?
 You have seen Confessions
You have seen Confessions of a Window Cleaner haven’t you Danny!
Still marginally better than C. of a Driving Instructor. For me Linda Bellingham will always be the Oxo mum, I don’t really want to see her putting her gravy jugs on display!
Agricola wrote:
 You have
[quote=Agricola] You have seen Confessions of a Window Cleaner haven’t you Danny!
Still marginally better than C. of a Driving Instructor. For me Linda Bellingham will always be the Oxo mum, I don’t really want to see her putting her gravy jugs on display![/quote]
Saw it years ago but never saw any of the others: so Linda Bellingham’s gravy jugs will thankfully remain in the OXO advert for me.