Bit of woo going on at holiday home

[MushyWoo]

Nc'd for this as it's outing.

We arrived at our holiday home in France late on Thursday night to find that it's a (stunning) very old cottage, I would guess 300-400 years at least.

First thing that happened was that my husband plugged his phone in before going to bed and left it on the bedside table. Woke up the next morning to find the phone still there but the charger unplugged and on the floor in the middle of the bedroom a few feet away. Also, during the night, I could hear kids talking, but when I got up to check they were all fast asleep, and I could still hear the talking coming from somewhere in the house as I stood there.

Similar thing the next night, I could hear my daughter's distinct voice, except when my husband went to check the kids were all fast asleep, and I could still hear the talking. The house is very rural and isolated so not from outside, and everything else was switched off.

The morning after this, we were up at 6am to travel somewhere and as I stood in the kitchen brushing my daughter's hair, the electric oven knob turned itself to the autocook setting and began heating up. Bothyself and my daughter were watching it as it happened.

After that, we were away overnight and only returned last night. Today, I opened the fridge and a pack of cheese slices came flying off a perfectly level shelf and past my head.

There have been other corner of the eye things and random stuff moving (that may or may not be down to the kids, of course). I'm not frightened, it's more of a loaded atmosphere than outright sinister. But blimey, we've only been here 2 full days so far so it's a bit much!!

Anyway, tell me yours so that I can feel a bit better about mine 🙂 We're not headed home til Thursday so have a bit to go yet!

Stayed in a cottage in Pembrokeshire with DH, DM, DB and Ddog. One night I thought I heard footsteps coming up to our bedroom door and stopping. Ddog asleep on bed and remained so. Subsequent night, mum claimed to have heard someone moving about in the kitchen (her bedroom was off the kitchen). Then on a subsequent night we were having supper in the living/dining area. The door leading to the kitchen was shut but it suddenly rattled. Our first thought was we had shut Ddog in the kitchen but no she was under the table and unperturbed.

There’s a logical explanation to all of these which I am more inclined to believe.

Nothing to worry about it’s only a poltergeist and they are, mostly, harmless.

That would be a no from me...

hahaha

That night i had just sung my 2.5 year old to sleep and was lying at the end of her bed thinking and suddenly one of her toys lit up and went "Shall we go for a walk?"

Oh yeah, atmosphere of spooky house was probably not improved by DD1's walker toy suddenly piping up "HELLO PUPPY CALLING DO YOU WANT TO PLAY WITH ME?" from behind the sofa of an evening, or a caterpillar that sounded demonic when the batteries ran down. "WIGGLE...WIGGLE"

It was this site: www.gites-de-france-mayenne.com/

Loving all the stories (esp the smelly ghost one 😂) and also the theories on what I might have done/bought/said to offend the potential ghost 😆

When I was a child in my mums very woo Victorian house a typewriter came out of the top of the wardrobe and travelled almost two metres across the room. It wasnt possible for it to travel that far. These weird things do happen.

I'm naturally anti-woo but we moved to an old house (built 1690) and a few woo-ey bits happened, mostly things with our DS when he was a toddler (pointing at laughing at things that weren't there, asking who the people in the funny clothes were at night) and visitors aren't keen on one of the upstairs corridors, saying it creeps them out etc.

I've taken it all with a pinch of salt (and ordered a huge print of the scene from The Shining where Danny's on his scooter & sees the ghost twins for the top corridor 😁) and thought it likely all bollox.

THEN not long back I was in the kitchen filling the dishwasher when what felt like a finger ran firmly & slowly down my spine. I jumped & span round to bollock my DP, who is annoyingly light on his feet and forever being cussed for creeping up on me and he, well, wasn't there. He was 2 floors away & DS was in bed.

Not feeling quite so great about it all now 😬

I get feelings of someone slowly and firmly poking me. Or brushing past feet at the end of the bed. The poking was happened at a friend's house while I was talking to her.

Love a woo thread. I've stayed in a weirdly spooky house in France too, OP, although there was no flying fromage

The weirdest thing that ever happened to me was in my parents' old house. I've told the story on here before though.

Flying fromage..... 😂

Do tell, Hens!!

My nans house was haunted. Stuff moving, turning on and off, noises, voices in the night. The dog hated it and would refuse to enter a room where things were happening and would just bark at it from the doorway.

Every now and again she'd lose her temper and shout at whatever it was to pack it the fuck in or she'd go and get the vicar. 😂

Mostly it did pipe down.

Last year I had my one and only woo experience in a holiday home (east anglia). Never had any before or since. Still find myself running over all that happened and trying to come up with non-woo, plausible theories but it was just bizarre and inexplicable. Still can’t really believe it all happened. Dh and I haven’t spoken about it with people as I know people will just think we were dreaming, or had a few drinks, or are exaggerating for a good story. Some things in life do seem to be unexplainable, guess we really haven’t found out all there is to know about the universe yet - who’d have thought it!

Come on, you have to elaborate!!

When ds was a toddler, he and I lived with my parents, and his bedroom was a little single room at the back of the house. It was a very bright and cheery room during the day but it had a slightly 'off' atmosphere at night. He was a terrible sleeper and, once he was old enough to talk, he would often talk about 'the bad lady' who would come into his room at night. He never seemed scared, exactly, but he was quite adamant that she was often in his room at night and woke him up.

I used to blame my mum, who was also a terrible sleeper and would wander around the house at night, and we would quite often argue as I would ask her not to go into his room at night and disturb him, and she would absolutely deny it was her (but I was sure it was!)

Anyway, after a few years ds and I moved out, and my mum sadly passed away.

A couple of years ago, I was back round at the house one morning. My young nephew had stayed the night, and had slept in the back bedroom. I was in the kitchen with my dad, and nephew came in. I asked him if he'd had a fun time at grandpa's and he said, quite matter-of-fact: 'yes, except I didn't sleep very well because of that lady who kept coming in to my room and waking me up'.

He walked out of the kitchen leaving my dad and I staring speechless at each other.

That ghost is telling you very clearly, it wants a cheese omelette! Get to work !

This is literally my worst nightmare and I wouldn’t be able to stay. For a variety of health reasons me and DH are in separate rooms a few nights a week. When I’m on my own I sleep with the en suite light in and often still wake up freaked out in the night, either through nightmare or a feeling, and have to put the bed side lamp on. I’m in my 40’s FFS. I travelled a lot with work and NEVER turned the light off in hotels. Luckily I can cope on a few hours sleep for a few days before I crash. I envy how chilled you sound about this!

😂

When turning the cooker on politely doesn’t work this ghost decides to start smacking you over the head with ingredients.

The fridge: ‘je ne regrette rien’

I've always been terrified of ghosts as a child and then as I got older didn't really believe in them (whilst continuing to be terrified )

But then I started working in my current workplace about 4 years ago. It's an old house converted into an office. A man ghost resides there. I'm often there by myself which is when I hear most of the activity when I come in in the morning. It's so loud and so obvious- I often hear a man coughing (building is detached) door handles rattling, doos openings and closing. To the extent that I've walked round the building shouting 'hello?' Because I've been convinced someone else is there. Anyway it's kind of worked like aversion therapy I think you call it? For phobias. I've been exposed to this ghost so much he could probably walk into my office and sit down and I'd offer him a cup of tea.

The scarebnb is a cracking idea so we know places to avoid!

Re sliced cheese, the first time I had pre packed slice cheese was in France as a teen on a School trip over 30 years ago, cheese and drinking hot chocolate from a bowl for breakfast seemed very sophisticated at the time compared to my usual cornflakes.

Oh and don’t get me started on discovering Orangina (which now tastes like an awful liquid orange sherbet) , I can’t remember anything else about the trip other than the breakfast and that drink 😆

Today, I opened the fridge and a pack of cheese slices came flying off a perfectly level shelf and past my head.
What was the flight speed?
Because if it shot out rapidly, that'll be poltergeist activity. If it just wafted slowly past, it would have been aliens. Gospel!

I would love to film but am too busy having a nice holiday 😁 I will review all footage and photos taken closely for anything untoward when I get home though.
Too busy to press a pic/film button on your phone?
But not too busy to write long descriptive posts on ... the very same phone?
Spooky.

Sounds a bit similar to a grey shadowy lady in old clothes (boy described long skirt and blouse like grandma wears) a friend of mine's DS (about 1-3 age) saw in his bedroom, his DM's bedroom. Old Victorian house. He knew nothing about ghosts at all and she's quite non woo but also didn't want to encourage anything. She dismissed it and they moved 2-3 years but it freaked her out a bit at the time.

Yeah, still, wouldn't fancy staying somewhere with that, harmless or not!