Ok... this has freaked me out and I'm pretty chilled

[Clovko]

(NC as I’ve text about this to a few people who haven’t replied yet)

I woke up about twenty min ago, funny feeling and went to check locks downstairs for reassurance (all secure).

There is a note on the kitchen sideboard, lined notebook paper and light blue ball point in blocky neat handwriting. It says:

‘This is your house Kathleen. You live here. David has the front bedroom and your bedroom is at the back. This is your house Kathleen and you can look at the garden.’

Really tidy kitchen, in the middle of an empty side. I went to bed last. Obv I’m not called Kathleen or anything similar and I don’t recognise the handwriting or even the pen ink.

Maybe this will be easier to grasp or solve in the morning? But right now I’m a bit 😳 and unable to sleep...

How interesting. Winfield was woolworth;s own brand but they stopped using it in 1983

Get out op, get the hell out.

Have you RTFT, @onegiftedgal?

That's a sad story OP, but I'm pleased that you've got to the bottom of it. I was thinking that the note would make a very good opening to a whodunnit...

the fullest is a journal of a student teachers. Comments and notes. 1972.

I’m sure there are people who would be very interested to get their hands on that, could you take a photo of a couple of pages?

My DS bought a house like this. New build early 70`s a father mother son and daughter. Father was killed abroad helicopter crash, daughter mother and daughter went to pieces, son left. Daughter died a drug addict, mother an alcoholic. The house was covered in ivy. Estate agent showed us round. The squalor was awful. It still had the original kitchen, bathroom. There was a smell, the garden was a jungle. The floors had to come up, they were rat infested anyway. A lot of water damage. Original teenage posters up in the bedrooms, so sad. The jungle held a mountain of empty bottles.

The neighbours said the lady had become a recluse no-one had seen her for years. I found someone who knew her back in the day and it seems they were a happy family before the first tragedy.

Aw bless her poor heart. Maybe say a prayer for Kathleen that her soul rests in peace now (I was reared religious and still have some lingering affiliation to prayer). Maybe she wanted someone to know what she suffered (I sort of (don't) believe in ghosts). Maybe she wanted people now, somebody to recognise that what she suffered wasn't on. I like to believe she's in the whole of her health now in heaven (can't help a Catholic indoctrination), and just wants some acknowledgement before she finally rests in peace.

What a poignant story! Poor Kathleen. I wonder if there is a way to do something to remember her?

Maybe just this thread, that somebody read about what happened and that she sent that one particular note down from the attic and that we now know about her life there will mean Kathleeen can rest easy. Sorry (us Catholics are a weird bunch when it comes to the dead).

Maybe just saying, Kathleen, it wasn't ok that you were treated this way is enough. I could find a suitable prayer if you're open to woo stuff. Don't want to dismiss how poor Kathleen lived her latter years. Sounds like she was a teacher. Sad tale. I think like another poster said, she will be happy to see another family enjoy her home and transform it into a happy and comfortable place. There but for the Grace of God, go I.

Well so much to the dickheads who said you were making all this up.

Thanks for the update - I know it’s your life but it is fascinating. My grandmother had a chest of drawers stolen from her home and in it were letters my grandfather wrote and photos. Years later my dad was contacted by someone at a homeless shelter asking if he was her son as he had the photos and letters, it seems that someone stole the desk and lived with the photos and letters!

I'd move house!

Yes it could be someone told them the wrong address maybe got the number wrong or something. But very disturbing it would upset me.

Ok just read OP response! Dont move! 😅

@Clovko thank you for updating. I’m quite saddened to read about Kathleen’s sad life. Utterly heartbreaking. It’s a fine line between dignity and desperation. It’s also a fine line that’s stopping any of us readers having an ending like Kathleen’s. There before the grace of God.

The fish...was in the percolator

1FineDane you have me welling up on a train! As a Pagan, I’ll second your Catholic response and add: any ritual that feels right, or something on display to acknowledge her?

I love stories like this! I’d look at past names of people who lived in your house - maybe even 192.com searching for your own name might throw up some names, like Kathleen?! Or more realistically, who may have entered your house during the day and you hadn’t noticed the note?

Fuck sake @MmeBoulaye at least read the OP’s updates!

Thanks for the update Clovko
I started reading this at about 3.30 am today. It spooked me too. I'm glad you've found an answer of sorts.
What a really sad story, as pp have said It's good that a young family live there now.

Sorry for bringing Catholic woo onto this thread (as a skeptic myself).

But maybe saying a prayer like this in the house might let you personally know that Kathleen is at peace now...

Prayer for a deceased friend
I commend you, my dear [name] to almighty God, and entrust you to your Creator.
May you rest in the arms of the Lord who formed you from the dust of the earth.
May holy Mary, the angels, and all the saints welcome you now that you have gone forth from this life.
May Christ who was crucified for you, bring you freedom and peace.
May Christ who died for you admit you into his garden of paradise.
May Christ, the true Shepherd, embrace you as one of his flock.
May he forgive all your sins and set you among those he has chosen.
May you see your Redeemer face to face and enjoy the vision of God, forever.

That's so bizarre. My fish smells of kettle.

If Kathleen wasn't a Christian she's likely to haunt the OP if she says that prayer hahahahahahaha
Kathleen is an Irish name, so I'd bet on Kathleen being Christian.