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Hungerford Arcade Jo May and the Spoon for Dotty Day
What a great day it was on Saturday at Hungerford Arcade. The door burst open and in came this bright, bubbly, fun lady, professional percussionist, Jo May. Jo came to the Arcade to play the spoons and do workshops for all those wanting to take part. After setting herself up, there was no shortage of people wanting to have a go and even do a duet with Jo. First up was Arcade manager, Alex Rogers, closely followed by stallholder, Ian Spuffard. Ian, Jo and another gentleman wore top hats which all added to the fun. Next up was stallholder, Ann Parker and I must say, they were all very good. Jo played the spoons almost non-stop from when she arrived just before 1.00 pm to 6.00 pm.
The story behind this event is, in Jo’s words, ” I’ll be doing a spoon-playing fundraiser throughout February 2015 for Dorothy House Hospice in support of my sister Karen who was diagnosed with secondary cancer two years ago”. Hence the name, ‘Spoon for Dotty’. The customers and the staff thoroughly enjoyed the whole afternoon and Jo collected over £130 towards her goal of reaching £1000 by the end of February.
You can follow Jo on the following links
Rita
www.youtube.com/watch?v=qFR79e_WMUE
www.youtube.com/watch?v=rWTBJf9zLc0
www.facebook.com/JoMayPercussion
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Hungerford Arcade – Farewell Paddy
HUNGERFORD ARCADE
24/4/1928 – 6/2/2015
It is with great sadness
that we announce the passing of our
very dear friend, Paddy (Patricia Joan May Porter).
Paddy has been a stallholder here at the Arcade for over 30 years and
will be sadly missed.
that we announce the passing of our
very dear friend, Paddy (Patricia Joan May Porter).
Paddy has been a stallholder here at the Arcade for over 30 years and
will be sadly missed.
We send our sincere condolences to Paddy’s family and
friends. Our thoughts are with them at
this very sad time.
friends. Our thoughts are with them at
this very sad time.
Funeral taking place at St Mark’s Church, Coldash at 12.30 p.m,
Thursday, 19th February 2015
Thursday, 19th February 2015
Family flowers only.
Donations to The Newbury & District Cancer Care Trust.
Donations to The Newbury & District Cancer Care Trust.
Adrian, Hazel,
Managers, Staff and Stallholders
Managers, Staff and Stallholders
Hungerford Arcade: Birthday Brooches
Happy birthday to Mrs Harman from Swindon! Not only has she been put up in Littlecote House Hotel for two days by her lovely husband to celebrate her 80th birthday – he topped it off by buying her these two fantastic Lea Stein brooches to remind her of a brooch she once lost. She was overjoyed with her presents.
Happy Birthday from everyone at the Arcade!
Alex
Hungerford Arcade Deb’s Candle Cups
We are very fortunate here at Hungerford Arcade because our customers love to talk to us and tell us why they are buying certain items and what they intend doing with them. Today a lovely lady, Debbie Turner came into the Arcade and was buying all types of china. There were cups and saucers, vases, small pots, an assortment of all shapes and sizes. Debbie said she buys this type of china to put candles in so that she can sell them for a charity close to her heart, the Camberley Cats Protection
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League. Debbie is a very busy lady working at the Gordon House Veterinary practice in Blackwater, Camberley as the Feline Behaviour Advisor for Blackwater Valley Vets. With such a busy work load, she has still found the time to come all the way to Hungerford to fulfill her mission, once again at the Arcade. It was lovely to meet you Debbie and good luck with your wonderful candles helping the beautiful cats.
Rita
Hungerford Arcade: Busking Piano
You don’t see many buskers on the streets of Hungerford, but when they do show up, they do it in style! I noticed Tim Valentine through the window of the Arcade, unloading a huge shipping case from his car. I had no idea what was going to come out of it. As it unfolded, a stool appeared. Then an umbrella went up! But soon it all became clear.
It turns out that Tim is a travelling pianist and what he brought to Hungerford was his famous Busking Piano which he has adapted for playing almost anywhere, in all weather conditions. From local streets to grand halls, Tim has played all around the world and it was a real pleasure to hear him play some classics outside the Arcade. Come back soon Tim!
Check out his website at www.timvalentine.co.uk
Alex
Hungerford Arcade Spoon for Dotty
We are very proud to welcome to Hungerford Arcade on Saturday, 7th February Jo May. Jo will doing a spoon playing and workshop fundraiser raising money for Dorothy House Hospice near Bath, in support of her sister who was diagnosed with secondary cancer a couple of years ago. It’s called Spoon for Dotty. Every day in February, Jo will be going to a different kitchen or cutlery-related venue, raiding cutlery drawers, trying out different spoons. Jo was so excited when she saw Unit 10 here at the Arcade, owned by Barbro Rees who specialises in cutlery. She fell in love with it when she saw the wonderful spoons in there.
You can find out more about Spoon for Dotty and Jo on the following links:
Do come along and give Jo a huge welcome here at Hungerford Arcade this Saturday, 7th February from 1.00 pm to 6.00 pm. Hopefully, later on in the afternoon, Jo may be accompanied by guitarist, Matt Sullivan.
Rita
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Hungerford Arcade Mrs Beeton
Our resident author, Stuart Miller-Osborne has written a wonderful article about Mrs. Beeton and all that she achieved in her short life. I enjoyed reading it very much and I am sure you will too.
Rita
ISABELLA BEETON
Before I start, let me confess that I am probably the least qualified person on the planet to write about Isabella Beeton. I am one of those unfortunates who have no ability in the kitchen and if left to their own devices would most probably starve to death in an attic room.
But why write of Isabella (as I shall call her)? She has been at rest with her husband Samuel for nearly one hundred and fifty years at a cemetery in West Norwood but visit any cook shop or book shop and you will find many references to Isabella.
But why has Isabella travelled the years with ease whilst a contemporary such as Eliza Acton (1799-1859) is almost forgotten? I think the main reason was that she was really in the right place at the right time. A number of people think her writings inferior to Acton (Who was a great influence on Isabella). I am not in a position to discuss this but on researching Isabella’s life I can see their point. Whilst being ultimately a very unlucky woman she had many things going for her which I will reveal as I progress.
Isabella was born on the 12th of March 1836 at 24 Milk Street in Cheapside, London. This was the first coincidence of her short life as her future husband Samuel Orchart Beeton (1830-1877) was also born in the same street some six years before Isabella. After her birth father died when she was quite young, her mother remarried a Henry Dorling who happened to be clerk of Epsom Racecourse. She attended a school in Heidelberg in Germany before returning to Epsom (where they were now living) after two years.
Isabella, the eldest child of a rather large extended family (twenty one in all) and although a talented pianist soon became involved in many household duties which held her in good manner for famous book.
Isabella met her future husband through her mother. Samuel was already the publisher of various books and magazines. He had an early success with the publication ofUncle Tom’s Cabin by Harriet Beecher Stowe in 1852 and also published the successful The Englishwoman’s Domestic Magazine as well as The Boys Own Magazine.
She and Samuel were married in Epsom on the 10th of July 1856 and soon moved to Hatch End in North London. Her first child (Samuel Orchart) was short lived but she had another child in 1859 (also named Samuel Orchart). During this time she wrote articles on household management and cooking in general for her husband’s magazines including a monthly supplement to the The Englishwoman’s Domestic Magazine.
In 1861 these articles were collected together and published in a book format with the huge title of The Book of Household Management, comprising information for the Mistress, Housekeeper Cook, Kitchen-Maid, Butler, Footman, Coachman, Valet, Upper and Under House-Maids, Lady’s-Maid, Maid-of-all-Work, Laundry-Maid, Nurse and Nurse-Maid, Monthly Wet and Sick Nurses, etc. etc.—also Sanitary, Medical, & Legal Memoranda: with a History of the Origin, Properties, and Uses of all Things Connected with Home Life and Comfort or The Book of Household Management for short.
As with certain publications today, it hit a certain vein with the public. It sold in excess of 60,000 copies initially and by 1868 (three years after Isabella’s death) it had sold some two million copies. One would have thought that this success was the beginning of great things for Isabella and Samuel but sadly, it was in a way the beginning of the end.
The book that was often known as Mrs Beeton’s Book of Household Management offered advice on a large variety of subjects ranging from the treatment of servants to that of animal welfare. It was an essential addition to any household of the time. It was some eleven hundred pages long with over nine hundred recipes noted.
As photography was in its infancy the book was lavishly illustrated with engravings and its lasting name Mrs. Beeton’s Cookbook was soon attached to the publication. This name has survived the test of time and the book is still known by that title today.
The major difference (and what made it so popular) was that unlike Eliza Acton and the even earlier Hannah Glasse (1708-1770), the book was written in an easy format, very much like reading Nigella or Delia in the present day.
Isabella was sadly accused of plagiarising other cookery related authors, but she and her husband never noted that the work was originally theirs. It was put together as a guide, very much as a travel writer might reference earlier writers in his work. As with a collector, she was a complier of all the things she found.
But Isabella was more than that and a short piece from her half-sister (which is easily found on the internet), gives you felling of the person. I will quote it in full:
“Different people gave their recipes for the book. That for Baroness pudding (a suet pudding with a plethora of raisins) was given by the Baroness de Tessier, who lived at Epsom. No recipe went into the book without a successful trial, and the home at Pinner was the scene of many experiments and some failures. I remember Isabella coming out of the kitchen one day, ‘This won’t do at all,’ she said, and gave me the cake that had turned out like a biscuit. I thought it very good. It had currants in it.”
Referencing this passage I can see Isabella juggling everything but not dropping one ball and when disasters occurred, she just cleared up and started again. There is a photo of her online and to me she looks like a minor poetess of the day with dreamy distant look in her eyes (obviously the portrait was heavily posed). She might have been on the fringes of The Pre Raphaelite Brotherhood or the author of sad romances but she was not, she dealt in the reality of the Victorian household and the success of her husband’s business.
Sadly in January 1865, Isabella, after giving birth to her fourth child became ill with puerperal fever and died at the early age of twenty eight, a week later. What struck me was the amount she had managed to pack into her short life and how some one hundred and fifty years later she is still a household name mentioned in the same breath as all the modern cooks and chefs.
After the tragic loss of Isabella, Samuel’s life took a turn for the worse, You would have thought that the loss of his beloved wife would have been enough for the poor man to behold but in 1866 due to the collapse of a discount house he was attached to, Samuel found himself facing bankruptcy. To avoid this, he sold the copyrights of his publications for just under £20,000. His later years were marred by the onset of tuberculosis and he died on the 6th of June 1877 at the young age (by today’s standards), of forty seven. As I have previously noted, both are buried together in the West Norwood Cemetery. I believe, with their firstborn.
If you are off on the Beeton trail today there is, as far as I can see, very little to see. I am led to understand that their first home in Hatch End was destroyed during an air raid in 1940 although West Norwood Cemetery is still there with its impressive gothic inner gates designed by the architect William Tite who also designed a number of railway stations.
I visited the cemetery in the 1980s to see his work but at the time did not know that Isabella and Samuel were buried there. Should you want to pay your respects to the couple, then I would contact the cemetery directly for information as I will when I finally get around to visiting them.
I do have a scruffy copy of Mrs Beeton’s All About
Cookery which I picked up in Newbury for a song quite recently. It is an Edwardian copy which has seen better days. It has the food stains of years as well as a newspaper cutting noting A Yorkshire Woman’s Recipe from a certain Florence Ingillson and the recipes in the book range from Apple Ambers to White Rabbit Soup. As I exist in the black hole between McDonald’s and J D Wetherspoon’s, this is totally lost on me although both seem quite jolly.
Although widely published an original copy of Isabella’s 1861 publication can be quite expensive. I have never seen one but often come across later Victorian and Edwardian editions which vary quite widely in price. I have seen poor copies as cheap as £5.00 but normally they can be a lot more expensive than that. My tip for what it is worth, is to bide your time, if you are patient then you will come across one (as I did) for the price of a weekend newspaper.
I have noticed in the last five or so years the upsurge in interest in “All things cooking” each town has one or more cook shops with lots of fascinating objects (most of which are a complete mystery to me). Cooking programmes proliferate on television and the presenters have become household names. My earliest memories were of the fearsome Fanny Cradock and her bullied husband Johnnie. Maybe that is what scared me away from the kitchen. I do not know but I am told I am the poorer for it.
This said I do appreciate what I call the music of cooking which is my term for the artefacts of cooking. I quite often wander through antique shops and the Arcade and look at these instruments. Sometimes their use is obvious but on other occasions one does not have a clue until a helpful soul points that you are holding a grapefruit corer or the like. The collection of these beautiful tools need not be expensive and you can quite often pick up these instruments very cheaply. My wife and I often pick up these mysterious and not so mysterious items (some of which you can still use). It is a hobby of kinds and great fun and if you are keen on the kitchen and cooking then I would recommend it.
Modern kitchen equipment (if it is not twee) is very functional (although I sometimes think the manufacturers are more interested in the branding and colour than the actual instrument), but lacks the feel of the older items. This is not easy to explain but I think you will gather my actual drift. To own an inter war mincer as opposed to a modern one or a Victorian saucepan is different. It has the function of history behind it to labour a point.
I wonder what happened to the many items that Isabella used. Do some still exist and are some still in use somewhere (I am not aware of any being in museums)? I think it would be quite nice to hold an instrument she actually used but this is a fancy. I will leave the final word to Isabella through her memorial. Part of the inscription on her grave is quite poignant. I will not quote it in full as it is unreadable in parts but the flavour is there.
And his wife and fellow worker in many of his literary enterprises Isabella Mary Mayson
It was a joint enterprise that worked and even all these years later in a rapidly changing world, is the byword for Victorian attention to detail and thoroughness in preparation. We may have Nigella and Delia and Jamie and Gordon but nothing in my view beats Isabella and her famous book.
Stuart Miller-Osborne
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Hungerford Arcade More Ghostly Goings On
Our wonderful author, Stuart Miller Osborne, is fascinated with Hungerford Arcade and our ghosts, which inspired him to write this fascinating article. Hope you all enjoy it as much as I did.
Rita
Iread with interest the front page article in a recent edition of
the Newbury Weekly News about ghostly happenings at
the Hungerford Antiques Arcade.
It
did not surprise me that a ghost had been witnessed by the staff as
although I have never seen a ghost at the Arcade, I have noticed an
incredible silence and stillness in parts of the building which can
be sensed even on busy days.
did not surprise me that a ghost had been witnessed by the staff as
although I have never seen a ghost at the Arcade, I have noticed an
incredible silence and stillness in parts of the building which can
be sensed even on busy days.
This
is, in my view, most evident in the right hand passage near the unit
that sells postcards. I stood there a few weeks ago and the silence
and stillness of the area was very noticeable.
is, in my view, most evident in the right hand passage near the unit
that sells postcards. I stood there a few weeks ago and the silence
and stillness of the area was very noticeable.
Knowing
of the history of the building, I am not surprised if there are ghosts
that do not leave the premises at closing time.
of the history of the building, I am not surprised if there are ghosts
that do not leave the premises at closing time.
Somepeople say that there are ghosts all around us which, to some extent, I
agree with. As with many people, I sit on the wall as to whether
hauntings actually occur or not. Although, if I was pressed, I would
say that I do believe that hauntings occur.
One
has only to visit the nearby Littlecote House and the rooms made
famous by our friend Wild William Darrell to witness the heavy
atmosphere. Indeed, last summer I was chatting to a South African couple
who knew nothing about Wild William’s deeds and the subsequent
haunting, remarked to me of the cold and heavy atmosphere in the
bedchamber and in the nearby chapel.
has only to visit the nearby Littlecote House and the rooms made
famous by our friend Wild William Darrell to witness the heavy
atmosphere. Indeed, last summer I was chatting to a South African couple
who knew nothing about Wild William’s deeds and the subsequent
haunting, remarked to me of the cold and heavy atmosphere in the
bedchamber and in the nearby chapel.
In
connection with the report in the local paper, I thought it would be
of interest to explore three recent hauntings.
connection with the report in the local paper, I thought it would be
of interest to explore three recent hauntings.
I
have visited the site of two of these hauntings and have researched
the other one which is the famous Borley Rectory in Essex.
have visited the site of two of these hauntings and have researched
the other one which is the famous Borley Rectory in Essex.
The
Haunting at the Borley Rectory
Haunting at the Borley Rectory
Although
I have been in the area of Borley, I have not had occasion to visit
the rectory as sadly, after a fire in 1939, it was demolished in1944.
I have been in the area of Borley, I have not had occasion to visit
the rectory as sadly, after a fire in 1939, it was demolished in1944.
I
have checked modern photographs of its site and little or nothing
remains. Locals still report odd happenings although in this
day and age, these reports may be for publicity only.
have checked modern photographs of its site and little or nothing
remains. Locals still report odd happenings although in this
day and age, these reports may be for publicity only.
Therectory was a Victorian mansion built in 1862 in the Gothic style. In
its time it became known as the most haunted house in England and was
visited by the famous ghost hunter, Harry Price (1881-1948) in the
late 1920s. An account of his investigation was published in the
Daily Mirror shortly afterwards, adding further to the notoriety of
the building.
In
short, the first account of a haunting occurred in 1863 when
unexplained footsteps were noted and soon there were reports of
headless horsemen and other odd sightings.
short, the first account of a haunting occurred in 1863 when
unexplained footsteps were noted and soon there were reports of
headless horsemen and other odd sightings.
In
1900, the four daughters of the then rector Henry Dawson Bull, saw what
they believed to be the ghost of a nun who disappeared when they
approached her.
1900, the four daughters of the then rector Henry Dawson Bull, saw what
they believed to be the ghost of a nun who disappeared when they
approached her.
When
Henry Dawson Bull died in June 1928, the rectory became empty for a
while but in the October of that year, the Reverend Guy Eric Smith
moved into the building with his wife and that was when the fun
really began.
Henry Dawson Bull died in June 1928, the rectory became empty for a
while but in the October of that year, the Reverend Guy Eric Smith
moved into the building with his wife and that was when the fun
really began.
.
One
day, Mrs Smith was cleaning a cupboard when she found the skull of a
young woman wrapped in brown paper and a number of unexplained
incidents occurred which thoroughly unnerved the couple who left the
rectory in July 1929.
day, Mrs Smith was cleaning a cupboard when she found the skull of a
young woman wrapped in brown paper and a number of unexplained
incidents occurred which thoroughly unnerved the couple who left the
rectory in July 1929.
However, in the period before they vacated the building, the couple had
contacted the Daily Mirror and in turn Harry showed up and he
immediately witnessed all kinds of hauntings such as poltergeists and
ghostly messages being tapped out on mirrors.
contacted the Daily Mirror and in turn Harry showed up and he
immediately witnessed all kinds of hauntings such as poltergeists and
ghostly messages being tapped out on mirrors.
This
said, as soon as Harry left the rectory, some of these occurrences
mysteriously ceased which made Mrs Smith suspicious of what Harry had
really witnessed and what he had instigated himself.
said, as soon as Harry left the rectory, some of these occurrences
mysteriously ceased which made Mrs Smith suspicious of what Harry had
really witnessed and what he had instigated himself.
But
something (apart from the publicity) must have forced the couple
to leave in 1929 and one must also take into account their faith
which they must have turned to..
something (apart from the publicity) must have forced the couple
to leave in 1929 and one must also take into account their faith
which they must have turned to..
Later
accounts of hauntings at the rectory were later discredited as a
cover story for an illicit sexual affair but something rather odd
happened in 1943.
accounts of hauntings at the rectory were later discredited as a
cover story for an illicit sexual affair but something rather odd
happened in 1943.
Onthe 27th of February 1939, the new owner of the
rectory a Captain Gregson was unpacking boxes in the hallway when he
accidentally knocked over an oil lamp which set fire to the building
and it was left a ruin. This is where our friend Harry comes in
again.
A
Miss Williams from the nearby Borley Lodge contacted him and noted
that she had witnessed the ghostly figure of a nun at an upstairs
window.
Miss Williams from the nearby Borley Lodge contacted him and noted
that she had witnessed the ghostly figure of a nun at an upstairs
window.
So
Harry being Harry, came to the rectory once more and conducted a dig
in the cellars and discovered two bones believed to be part of the
remains of a young woman.
Harry being Harry, came to the rectory once more and conducted a dig
in the cellars and discovered two bones believed to be part of the
remains of a young woman.
There
was a lot of fun and games at the time and the poor woman’s remains
had to be given a Christian burial in the Liston churchyard after the
Borley Parish took notice of local gossip which supposed the bones to
be those of a pig.
was a lot of fun and games at the time and the poor woman’s remains
had to be given a Christian burial in the Liston churchyard after the
Borley Parish took notice of local gossip which supposed the bones to
be those of a pig.
Although
I am not sure what happened to the unfortunate woman’s skull, and
whether it was buried with the rest of her remains, there was story
researched by Harry about who the woman actually was.
I am not sure what happened to the unfortunate woman’s skull, and
whether it was buried with the rest of her remains, there was story
researched by Harry about who the woman actually was.
Itappears that she was Marie Lairre, a French nun who left her order
to travel to England to marry a member of the Waldegrave family who
lived at the Borley Manor House. It appears that she was murdered
some time afterwards on the site of the rectory.
There
may be an element of truth to this story as although Harry was not
always to be believed, he did take his ghost hunting seriously and the
earlier report of the ghostly nun in 1900 could not have been
invented by Harry.
may be an element of truth to this story as although Harry was not
always to be believed, he did take his ghost hunting seriously and the
earlier report of the ghostly nun in 1900 could not have been
invented by Harry.
I
do believe that the rectory was haunted as too many rational people
(including the Smith’s) reported unexplained phenomena. As with
anything of this nature, people are going to make up stories and if
you are not careful you are going to end up with an episode of Most
Haunted.
do believe that the rectory was haunted as too many rational people
(including the Smith’s) reported unexplained phenomena. As with
anything of this nature, people are going to make up stories and if
you are not careful you are going to end up with an episode of Most
Haunted.
16
Montpelier Road, Ealing W5
Montpelier Road, Ealing W5
For
many years I used to live on the Ealing/Hanwell borders not far from
the little known haunting at the above address. Again, the original
building does not exist having been replaced by a block of flats some
years ago.
many years I used to live on the Ealing/Hanwell borders not far from
the little known haunting at the above address. Again, the original
building does not exist having been replaced by a block of flats some
years ago.
The
problems started in 1887 when a twelve year old girl named Anne
Hinchfield threw herself to her death from the tower of the building
without explanation.
problems started in 1887 when a twelve year old girl named Anne
Hinchfield threw herself to her death from the tower of the building
without explanation.
This
was followed in 1934 by the suicide of a nursemaid who had previously
thrown her young charge to her death. Again, no reason was given for
this tragedy which makes it much more sinister that the Borley
hauntings.
was followed in 1934 by the suicide of a nursemaid who had previously
thrown her young charge to her death. Again, no reason was given for
this tragedy which makes it much more sinister that the Borley
hauntings.
The
house was requisitioned towards the end of World War Two and in 1944
a Mr Green and his father visited the house. Mr Green who later wrote
a book about his experience, noted that as he climbed up the seventy
foot tower, it seemed that unseen hands were helping him up the
ladder.
house was requisitioned towards the end of World War Two and in 1944
a Mr Green and his father visited the house. Mr Green who later wrote
a book about his experience, noted that as he climbed up the seventy
foot tower, it seemed that unseen hands were helping him up the
ladder.
The
most terrifying part of his story was when he was on the parapet, he received an unexplained urge to step into the garden as if it was
only inches beneath him. He was in the process of stepping over the
parapet when his father saved him.
most terrifying part of his story was when he was on the parapet, he received an unexplained urge to step into the garden as if it was
only inches beneath him. He was in the process of stepping over the
parapet when his father saved him.
Another
unexplained thing also happened later that day. After Mr Green had
recovered his senses, he took a photograph of the house to show to
friends
unexplained thing also happened later that day. After Mr Green had
recovered his senses, he took a photograph of the house to show to
friends
.
However, when processed, it showed the clear image of a girl aged about twelve
looking out of an upstairs window.
looking out of an upstairs window.
The
house had such a reputation as a place of evil, it remained empty
for many years with a number of people refusing to live there.
house had such a reputation as a place of evil, it remained empty
for many years with a number of people refusing to live there.
Even
after the house died in the 1970s, there were unexplained smells in
the new flats and odd noises.
after the house died in the 1970s, there were unexplained smells in
the new flats and odd noises.
I
have visited the site of 16 Montpelier Road on many occasions most
recently in 2012. Although I know the story well, there is heaviness
in and around the flats (my most recent visit was on a hot summer’s
day when everything was light and airy).
have visited the site of 16 Montpelier Road on many occasions most
recently in 2012. Although I know the story well, there is heaviness
in and around the flats (my most recent visit was on a hot summer’s
day when everything was light and airy).
Also, and I noticed this first in the 1970s, was whilst the nearby trees
were full of birds and squirrels, very few (if any), seemed to spend
any real time near the site of this most evil house.
were full of birds and squirrels, very few (if any), seemed to spend
any real time near the site of this most evil house.
Ickenham
Underground Station
Underground Station
Many
years ago I used to go to college in Uxbridge (indeed this is where I
met my future wife), and I remember being in the pub one evening with
some pals and we ended up talking about ghosts. It was then I was
told that Ickenham Underground Station was haunted.
years ago I used to go to college in Uxbridge (indeed this is where I
met my future wife), and I remember being in the pub one evening with
some pals and we ended up talking about ghosts. It was then I was
told that Ickenham Underground Station was haunted.
At
the time I thought that I was the butt of a joke, but nevertheless I
researched it for fun and yes, what I was told was true.
the time I thought that I was the butt of a joke, but nevertheless I
researched it for fun and yes, what I was told was true.
It
appears that from the 1950s onwards, the ghost of a woman wearing a
red scarf was seen on numerous occasions. My researches indicated
that near the end of one of the platforms a woman fell onto the
tracks and was electrocuted.
appears that from the 1950s onwards, the ghost of a woman wearing a
red scarf was seen on numerous occasions. My researches indicated
that near the end of one of the platforms a woman fell onto the
tracks and was electrocuted.
When
seen, the woman appears to wave to others on the platform to attract
their attention before disappearing.
seen, the woman appears to wave to others on the platform to attract
their attention before disappearing.
I
have visited Ickenham Underground Station on odd occasions over
the last thirty years and have witnessed nothing although, I have
noticed an unusual silence (as with the Arcade) at the Uxbridge end of
the platforms (this is where I believe the accident/suicide
occurred).
have visited Ickenham Underground Station on odd occasions over
the last thirty years and have witnessed nothing although, I have
noticed an unusual silence (as with the Arcade) at the Uxbridge end of
the platforms (this is where I believe the accident/suicide
occurred).
There
is no real reason for anybody to make up a story about a haunting at
a suburban tube station and also, there have been numerous witness
accounts.
is no real reason for anybody to make up a story about a haunting at
a suburban tube station and also, there have been numerous witness
accounts.
I
tend to believe this one. Nobody has made a big fuss about the story
and it has yet to have more than a passing reference in the media.
tend to believe this one. Nobody has made a big fuss about the story
and it has yet to have more than a passing reference in the media.
The
next time you are in the Arcade, do not look for ghosts (as it is
unlikely you will see them) just let your senses take over and try to
feel a possible presence even if it is a subtle change in the
temperature of the air or an unusual stillness or silence.
next time you are in the Arcade, do not look for ghosts (as it is
unlikely you will see them) just let your senses take over and try to
feel a possible presence even if it is a subtle change in the
temperature of the air or an unusual stillness or silence.
You
might just sense something that you cannot rationally explain.
might just sense something that you cannot rationally explain.
Do
not however be alarmed, as all you are doing is connecting with
somebody from a previous year who,for whatever reason, has not moved
on.
not however be alarmed, as all you are doing is connecting with
somebody from a previous year who,for whatever reason, has not moved
on.
Stuart Miller-Osborne
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Hungerford Arcade “From Ghoulies, Ghosties and Long Legged Beasties and things that go bump in the night. Good Lord Deliver us”.
Hungerford Arcade is a very old building and must hold many secrets amongst its original beams and dry timbers. Over the centuries it has had a number of transformations, welcoming people in as a coaching inn, or housing families as a domestic dwelling. For most of the 20th Century it was, as some may remember, a grocers shop and most recently an Antiques Centre. It is no surprise that strange goings on have been witnessed over the years, from unexplained noises to objects being moved during the night, we have had our fair share in this most interesting building.
One such event happened just a few weeks ago as Owners Adrian Gilmour and Hazel Browne and Managers, Alex Rogers and Rita Kibble were working rather late after a busy day. All the customers had gone and Rita and Hazel were upstairs in the office, putting their coats on and getting ready to leave while Alex and Adrian were securing the internal security shutters and turning everything off downstairs. “Rita came rushing down from the office to tell me that she and Hazel had seen a man on the CCTV screen behind one of the shutters I had already secured.” Says Alex. Worried that he had locked somebody in – Alex re-opened the shutters and proceeded with caution into the section of the building that the man had been spotted in. “I looked round every corner and behind every curtain, making myself heard so as not to surprise anybody. But there was nobody there.”
He locked up again and made his way up to the office to find Rita and Hazel staring at the screen. They were adamant that they had both seen somebody on the screen and that he was there just moments before the shutters had been locked. “I laughed it off and suggested that if they saw somebody then there will be footage of him on the computer. I was sure that they were mistaken so I wasn’t expecting to see anything.” So to put their minds at ease, he sat down at the computer and started searching through the recent footage. Together, they watched as Alex made his way around the building, locking up behind him. “We all saw Alex lock the shutter on the screen.” Rita explains, “Then, just as the time when we had seen the figure was approaching, the clock on the screen jumped 15 minutes! A full 15 minutes of footage was missing!” On investigation, no other cameras had the same problem, but none of them were correctly placed to capture the mysterious figure. Everyone went home that night feeling a little uneasy, but with a great story to tell when they got there!