That's a super ghost story. Telly Savalas was definitely a man of his word. By all accounts a very nice man too.

Fascinating

Love this story 😎👍

I have them ghost balls, they definitely work in my house.👻👻👻

Although it doesn't answer the question, it doesn't matter. Great vid, thank you. I have pk ability, but not to that extent and no health effects!

Every time I watch these documentaries, they appear.

Brilliant, love this , and as a ex BR railman my self ,heard lots strange tales of ghosts and experienced one strange encounter with the White lady ghost that haunted the railway from the nearby by Preston Park manor that was near the railway in Brighton ,also there is the ghosts of the ww1 soilders in balcombe tunnel on the london to Brighton line.

If you don’t give a fig for the sound track, turn off the musak and do it by sub- titles.

Termini!

I love Liam Dale, he’s definitely the best narrator ever!

Excellent stuff as always 👍

This series was never on the BBC. It was mainly shown on the Discovery Channel.

Fascinating stuff as always 👍

Thought provoking

Love all the old footage, im local, ty for sharing ❤👻👻❤

This is great, im a Northwichian gal,subd and liked, will be binge watching, ty for sharing 👻❤

Wisbech is in Cambridge not in Norfolk

I c some on here r bloody deaf as they complain they can't hear narration over sound effects.

The supernatural forces come from the inside of the Tor, actually

Thank you for screening this - I didn't know the film still existed in its entirety. Personally speaking I prefer this to the better known Arthur Askey version - perhaps being shorter, Tommy doesn't have time to irritate me so much! But, remembering that, like that film (and the earlier 1930's British film) its mostly a studio set, it is still good - some nice visual humour, restrained acting and Julia in particular is great! Its nice to see several ex LSWR engines acting their roles - the big tender engine is a T9 class. Obviously those bits were shot in England, probably at Nine Elms or Eastleigh? The station (OK, its a set) has low German platforms and point signal lamps. (Some of us are 'trained' to notice these things....) Great entertainment - and really glad to see it

Interesting film, as you cover some very familiar stories, enlivened (if that's the right word) by some good film effects too. You're nearly right with the Tay Bridge myth - the bridge was actually brought down by a terrible gust of wind, catching the High Girders just as the train passed through, rather than the waves hitting the (very badly built and manitained) piers. At least you didn't have the train falling into an existing gap, which is the usual mistake with these tales! (Most of the carriages were still inside the bridge girders 'cage' when recovered) There are a lot more stories you could have included - Birmingham New Street reputedly has a few revenants, and the house atop Clayton Tunnel also has a tale or two, not related to the collision apparently. My forebears were platelayers, who said they always dreaded an accident in a tunnel, as there is nowhere to go to escape. If you can get hold of a book "True Irish Ghost Stories', by the late Rev St John of Cappelthwaite, you'll find several railway related tales in there as well - strangely none connected with the Armagh disaster. But then ghosts never perform as we would wish them, do they?

thanks for sharing . Great Documentary

Fear not Death it comes to us all one day, The truth will be told and the lies will unfold. Welcome back to the Spirit World from whence you came.

The problem is if true, it turns the whole plethora of how we view the world on its head. Solid matter travelling through solid matter etc. It gives alot of empirical weight to the multiverse theory. I know from experience such activity is real, but how much is an internal projection and how much is external is not known. There are a minority of such cases where no individual is connected, rather the activity revolves around a site. If a tree falls in the woods and nobody hears it does it make a sound ? In other words does reality exist without consciousness. If it does then we live in a universe where the possibility of of a supernal deity actually existing becomes far more possible.

Lavins Wine Bar! I got sucked off by a bird in the toilets there in 1998. She might have been a ghost She was quite pale

"such a bleak place was this, that even in the Summer depression was rife". In a prisoner of war camp. I'm far more used to images of POW's spending the summer months playing beach cricket and ordering daiquiris, so this was a valuable insight.

This is my bampas house he always used to tell me this

The irony of the priest at the end demanding evidence before he will believe, when he makes a living out of make-believe!

Sounds to me like the court let him go because they never wanted the haunting to jump onto them.

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Looking forward ❤

Nicely done, especially the black and white effects give it a mysterious feeling, it almost scares you, as does the narrator's voice. 💯👍🏻👻💯👍🏻👻💯👍🏻👻💯👍🏻👻💯👍🏻👻

Oh how I loved watching this series on Saturday afternoons! I recorded about a dozen episodes on VHS back in the day. Especially the one about “Lovely” the Golden Retriever 🐕.

This is the best ghost documentary I’ve ever seen. Thank you so much for posting 😊

Excellent, they don’t make them like this anymore. Atmospheric, creepy, interesting and charming

Needs to cut the 'sound effects' . I couldn't understand what was being said because of them so stopped listening after 10 minutes. I reckoned it wasn't going to get any better. Let me know when the remake is made. Thank you

🦇👀😳🕸🕷👻 really i do 🧐 love watching the old ghost vids

His home is hunted

While I won't give this a Thumbs-Down, it hasn't earned a Thumbs-Up either. Mainly because an American influence at play here with overuse of sound effects and the background music sometimes overpowers the narrator's voice. The subject matter was interesting, nonetheless.

Loved it. Thank you for sharing :)

Love hearing his voice say the word 'spirit'. 😊💫

4th January 2025.... you takin the piss

I remember reading about this place when I was young, I might pay a visit one day.

Great story telling.

Verry good, thanks. I didn't need to hear this, during long night turns in my local signal boxes. Having arrived just before 22.00hrs, I settled down with a book, after it grew quiet. The exposed signal-box sometimes shook or swayed a little during the worst storms. Occasionally, there'd be the haunting call of a dog fox; adding its lonely bark to the owls, and the nightly chorus. Such nights, when everyone else were warm and snug inside. It was just turning midnight, when I heard it; that unmistakable sound of footsteps walking along the edge of the railway track, much like plate-layers walking their length. It was trackmen's duty, to walk along their part of the railway, checking for loose bolts. But that was done during the day, And it was now, past midnight. I stood up to stoke the aging coal fire, and it was than, that the footsteps sounded louder, on the stone ballast. somewhat reluctantly, I looked through the window as the moon broke through the cloud, yet there was nothing to see. Pushing any dark thoughts from my mind, I refreshed my coffee, and sat back down. I had a smoke, while gazing round and wondered how many other signalmen had spent such a lonely, stormy night here, over the past 150 years or so. It would be all the more quiet this night, because the last train had long since passed, and there was engineering due to begin soon, at the next signalbox. The storm seemed to get worse, with more thunder and lightening, some of it huge forks. I tried to continue with my book, but there it was again, the footsteps outside. But this time, after one more crunch on the ballast, the steps moved to the wooden steps, and the loud step, as though banged on purpose. I must have used those steps a hundred times, but now, I couldn't remember how many steps were banged. I sat frozen to the chair, and then as the steps reached the top, there was an almighty flash of lightening, and immediate crash of thunder, such as I'd never heard before. And there he stood at the door old Bob, the old track man; clearly wanting to come inside. I stood slowly and as I opened the door, he rushed inside. "Bloody hell; it's wild out there tonight". I turned away from him and started the kettle, to make him a brew. The Rules and Regulations required a member of the trackmen to be posted at this signal box, as a reminder of Engineering work; and Bob had arrived to be my reminder, as long as the work lasted. Bob had got a lift part of the way, then came up the track the rest of the way. "Well another eight hours, then we can go home". "Yeah" I moaned. "The Engineers train and crane have to be clear by 08.00hrs "Ain't that jolly" And we both laughed, as I handed him his brew. Those hours seemed to go a bit faster with company to talk with. Morning came, and he set off, back down the track [for a lift, he said. Then I noticed he'd not drunk his brew. I cleaned up and set off home on my motorbike. I remembered there was a message for me at the railway station, so I stopped on my way home. Chatting briefly about the stormy night, I mentioned having Bob as my reminder; which brought several odd looks. "Who did you say was there"? An old trackman, Bob"' "It couldn't have been, he was killed by a train last year. He was walking up the track, when a train caught him"... BY JACK D. HARRISON. poet/author and retired Signalman.

We've got heaps of ghost trains here in Sydney. Just look at a timetable 😢

Love these old paranormal shows, reminds me of being a kid and falling asleep to documentaries my dad had taped in the 90s.

Just read one of her books. Love this piece of paranormal history!

I was at Middleton Saint George and croft in the 1950s I'm very interested in your videos thank you for putting them on

What a gem! I really enjoyed this. Thanks for the upload.