Sunday, 1 November 2020

SHACK 860 GHOST?

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A pupil of mine in my Judo / Kendo / Aikido  / meditation based on the martial arts and Zen lived near Stanmore ( a small suburb of North West London) Synagogue and he told me it was haunted and would I take a look.

I brought my Forensic Kit and met the caretaker who was not Jewish and his wife. He came from Cornwall and had that lovely 'slur' not to be confused with an insult or disability and he reminded me of an old pirate and sea dog, a slightly balding head, a wispy gingery beard and he said "It comes from upstairs or from downstairs, it grips your clothing and your legs and sparkles at times, argh it do, it do"  His wife a thin lady with a thin pale face clutched her apron and said " it do, it do, it's a ghost and this place is haunted. I can't stand it much longer, we have a good job here and the people are kind"  I said "have you spoken to the Rabbi or committee" "No we would fear they would think us mad".

The stairs where this occurred were at the side of the synagogue and in the building and led up to the caretakers small two bedroom flat. My pupil said he had felt and witnessed the feelings as one climbed the steps but had seen nothing and he knew I had investigated crop circles and haunted places as a side to my Forensic work and teaching and that is why he came to me for help.

I then decided to ascend the stairs and three frightened people cautioned me to be careful. I ascended the stairs and halfway up I experienced all the sensations described. If I touched the stair rail I got sparks when my hand came off, my trousers clung to my leg and prickled and my shirt felt wet and clammy, I turned round and came down and as they said it happened it happened or down. I said "yes I felt all you said"

They looked at me aghast. "What can we do, can you stop it, should we pray, is it us, have we sinned or are evil?"  

I said " I might be able to stop it" I went to my case and opened it and got out a large roll of insulating tape. I went to the stairs and they looked in on in terror. I started to bind the stair rail with the tape and lay strips on the metal step ends on the concrete steps and lo and behold the ghost was laid to rest. 

They all looked relieved and tentatively tried it for themselves. How is that they asked. I said "I suspect the walls are made of ferrous concrete, the steps ends of metal of some sort and the stair rail of some metal and this when you complete the circuit forms an extreme static electric field and probably by wearing different clothes at times or what you were carrying or foot wear change caused it to be intermittent but none-the less bothersome" 

I was heartily embraced and invited to have a good old Cornish Cream Tea which they had prepared for me regardless of the result.


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