Ghastly Ghosts
I don't quite believe in ghosts but ever since I moved into a 600-year old or so house, I've been wondering. Imagine ghosts do exist, not believing in them would be offending them and surely they'd make a point of proving they do hang around. One wouldn't want to be woken up by a chilly, bony, fleshless hand round one's innocent neck. On the other hand believing in imaginary ghosts would be living in fright for no reason whatsoever. The decision's rather tough.
I'd never really thought of ghosts before moving to the USA 15 years ago. Yonder the Atlantic Ocean, in the New World, they simply seem fascinated by the dead or undead, the creepy and the surnatural.
During my first stay in England 13 years later, I realized that obsession came straight from this island called Britain, a couple mile shy of continental Europe. Wherever one goes about, there seems to be a ghost tour readily available for you to hop on. Chills guaranteed. In less than a year, I've already got acquainted with Scottish ghosts, others in York, a couple in London, and even some in Ipswich. The island is litteraly crawling with ghosts, and if it weren't for cricket, I'd reckon ghost hunting would be the national sport.
My curiosity being piqued, I'm off to search about those ghosts, and the best place to kick off is the Tourism center. Niched in a small church, it offers a wide variety of tourists' goods, flyers, vouchers, and ghost information. As a matter of fact, even small Ipswich boasts a monthly ghost tour. The next one is shortly after Halloween. I'll be sure to make it.
In the meantime, with the help of Google, I've dug up some information about ghosts in Suffolk. There seems to be a couple - seven to be precise.
I'd never really thought of ghosts before moving to the USA 15 years ago. Yonder the Atlantic Ocean, in the New World, they simply seem fascinated by the dead or undead, the creepy and the surnatural.
During my first stay in England 13 years later, I realized that obsession came straight from this island called Britain, a couple mile shy of continental Europe. Wherever one goes about, there seems to be a ghost tour readily available for you to hop on. Chills guaranteed. In less than a year, I've already got acquainted with Scottish ghosts, others in York, a couple in London, and even some in Ipswich. The island is litteraly crawling with ghosts, and if it weren't for cricket, I'd reckon ghost hunting would be the national sport.
My curiosity being piqued, I'm off to search about those ghosts, and the best place to kick off is the Tourism center. Niched in a small church, it offers a wide variety of tourists' goods, flyers, vouchers, and ghost information. As a matter of fact, even small Ipswich boasts a monthly ghost tour. The next one is shortly after Halloween. I'll be sure to make it.
In the meantime, with the help of Google, I've dug up some information about ghosts in Suffolk. There seems to be a couple - seven to be precise.
England - Suffolk - Ipswich - the 7 sisters - as every one who comes from or lives near Ipswich will know there is a place called the 7 sisters. near the Orwell bridge. this is were 7 sisters committed suicide and were buried in a near by graveyard, this place has since been very weird as lots of scary things happen and no one will ever go there alone.Scary thoughts scurry about my cerebrum. I shall have to look into the ghost matter further.
