Things/ places that inexplicably give you the creeps...

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Ice cream Vans
Mime artists
Brighton
Glastonbury
(Apologies to residents of the above 2 places)

@SingleWontMingle, there is a place on Gloucestershire called Woodchester mansion. It was abandoned half built and is down in a valley so really isolated. It has a huge 'haunted house' reputation and has paranormal groups there all the time.

It also has a hugely important bat colony and a family friend is a really important part of the project team who monitor them. He offered us the opportunity to come down and see the bats (obviously at night). We were allowed to walk all over the house and down in the basement etc with nothing but a head torch and a bat detector.

There was a paranormal group there as well talking about all the 'evidence'. I was stood in the pitch black with bats swooping over my head in the reputedly most haunted part and all I felt was a bit cold cos I left my hoodie in the car.

For all the people mentioning Glencoe, I just googled and apparently there was a massacre there in the 17th century. I'm guessing that sort of thing leaves an imprint/echo.

spookyscotland.net/haunted-glencoe/

A massacre at Glen Coe? Who knew

@peaceanddove

A massacre at Glen Coe? Who knew

No one in England because all we get in history at school is the frigging Tudors and WW2.

@Pinksands1 I was at Leeds university in the late 80,s and the library had a paternoster lift, there were lots of urban legends about what happened if you didn't jump out in time...

Yes to Glen Coe. Spent a sleepless night camping there once and although I love the area I always stay outside the valley now. I was convinced that there were people right outside the tent and had a sense of foreboding.

The Dolomites had a weird effect on me too - so beautiful but I spent the week absolutely convinced DH was going to die. It was part of the front in WW1 so possibly that was affecting me - we walked through old trenches and lookouts on mountains.

Another place that gave me the creeps was an old shipyard. I ran training sessions in some of the disused offices which were well out of the way of the main offices and dock. At night I would have to put all the lights off and lock up and it was awful! They hadn’t been in use for about 20 years and although they had been cleaned up before we started using them, they just had an unsettling air of neglect and emptiness about them. I was always worried about what I might see when I was there alone!

Church Norton and Selsey area on the Sussex coast.

@iguanadonna

Re the Hypoguem in Malta, have you read the strange story of the lost children and the underground creatures?

borderlandsciences.org/journal/vol/17/n02/Jessop_Malta_Cavern_World.html

Caveat: There is no contemporary evidence for the missing children and Miss Jessop worked for the "New York Saucer Bureau" so make of that what you will.

Not far from where I grew up an American Bomber crashed in a local reservoir killing all on board ( WW2) the crew were all so young and the whole area gave me a sense of foreboding and sadness I saw a picture of the crew a few years ago at their base in the US and seeing their faces made it even more sad.

There are some old houses nearby and although lived in , gave me the absolute heebie jeebies as they always have huge black crows flying above

@Mochudubh

No, I'd never seen that! Not the subtlest of ghost stories!

It is a very weird place, or at least I thought so. Very peculiar burial practices there, of course, but I work wit human remains and wouldn't expect to feel as I did.

Batcombe Church, Dorset. Beautiful hamlet in which I lived as a young teenager. I used to sneak out down the lane for sneaky cigarettes. Once I went as far as the church which is basically in a field off the beaten track under a hill called Great Head. I have never felt so spooked as I did trying to smoke by the church gate. It felt like the whole valley hated me and was watching me. I could not get back near home fast enough! I also couldn't turn my back on the church until It was out of view! I was terrified!

It's not necessarily anything paranormal or in any way woo-ish, some places just trigger subconscious fear reactions in ways we don't understand.

On Saddleworth Moor, if something happened to you, it would take hours for anyone to come and help, if you could even let them know you were there and if they could find you. It's a great big scary wind-blasted wilderness with extra murder history for good measure.

tinkywinky, I was at Leeds University in the late 80s early 90s. I remember paternoster lifts in the Roger Stevens building (lecture theatres), but I don't remember them being used. That was a weird building tbh.

I've never been in a paternoster lift before. I'm not a huge fan of lifts generally but I think I'd be okay in one.

How we all differ!

Reading through...Hebden Bridge is one of my favourite places ever.

Coldplay, their music grates on my it’s like chewing cotton wool, it’s so bloody whiny and depressing
Love Coldplay...but would attach the earlier PP's post above to - Adele.
Like others some parts of York, the Guy Fawkes pub...shudder I had to leave.

I'm really scared of mullioned windows, far too old....'heeby geebies'

@Geppili

Batcombe Church, Dorset. Beautiful hamlet in which I lived as a young teenager. I used to sneak out down the lane for sneaky cigarettes. Once I went as far as the church which is basically in a field off the beaten track under a hill called Great Head. I have never felt so spooked as I did trying to smoke by the church gate. It felt like the whole valley hated me and was watching me. I could not get back near home fast enough! I also couldn't turn my back on the church until It was out of view! I was terrified!

I know Batcombe. The whole place is rather odd if you ask me. In the days before sat nav I used to end up there all the time after taking a wrong turn. I only lived a couple of villages over.

Glencoe is definitely a place I’m going to visit. My name before I got married (outs self and waves at big sister) is one of the clans that was massacrered there. Intrigued to see how I feel if I ever do get to visit.

Although my historian mum’s research suggests the clan legged it for failing to assassinate someone before the massacre, failed in Ireland, failed in America then slunk back into the uk eventually

True's Yard - a small museum about the lives of the fishermen and their families in the North End of King's Lynn. There is an upstairs bedroom where I couldn't get out quickly enough. I swear I felt something that felt like a child pulling at my leg and my hand. Really horrible and apparently not unusual for that room.

@fairydustandpixies

Late to the party but a PP mentioned the tunnels at Dover Castle. DS1 aged 4 and I were at the back of the tour, he kept asking me who the man was behind us. There was no one behind us. He did a similar thing at Oradour Sur Glane (probably spelt incorrectly!), it's an abandoned town in France where the Germans slaughtered everyone and it's been left as is as a memorial. DS1 then aged 3 started crying and asked why all the children were dead.

My children absolutely hated these tunnels. I quite enjoyed the tour though!

[quote funtimefrank]@OnceUponAMidnightBeery

Yes! It was the Blue Bedroom. I came over cold and like I was on the edge of tears and couldn't breathe

The second I left the room I was fine.

it was 25 years ago and I love a stately home/NT type place so have been to more than I can possibly remember, but this sticks in my mind.

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The light cord used to swing in circles both times I was there, no obvious draughty, I did check!

Sister was a teenager so a bit older than me. We went in together, I came out first, started walking along the corridor and heard loud sounds from the room like clashing metal, the way swords sound. She was alone in there and no way to make that noise. She shot out at some speed! And wouldn’t go back in.

The bit of garden where I felt watched was overlooked by that room too.

Always wanted to go back when I was a similar age, but alas it had closed by then. I’m probably about as psychic as a tree frog anyway 😳

The witch from Chorlton and the Wheelies, gave me the creeps till I was about 25. All the Wheelies in fact. I still can't watch them.

There is a hotel in the Dolomites near the border with Austria, so beautiful but full of sadness and war vibes, is the only way I can describe it.

Things covered in shells,
Circus tents,
Magicians

Ross-On-Wye.

Still not convinced it was real.

I love Norfolk and Suffolk, surprised by their inclusion as so light die to the big skies. I also love Brighton and always feel at home there. I did go to Glastonbury once but don’t recall how I reacted to it. I remember not liking it as much as I expected to.

I am definitely going to avoid Savernake Forest regardless! Thanks MN