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Video: Two Adaptations of M. R. James’ “Whistle and I’ll Come Back to You”

Posted in Books, Ghosts, Movies, Sci-Fi, Fantasy and Horror, Video, Writing with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , on December 25, 2010 by ghostradioworld

The ghost stories of M.R. James are something of a Christmas Tradition in the UK.  And this year is no exception with BBC 2 airing a brand new adaptation of arguably his best known ghost story “Oh, Whistle and I’ll Come to You, My Lad” staring John Hurt (above).

But we thought the readers of Ghost Radio might like to view several earlier adaptations of the story.  First up Robert Powell giving an effective staged reading of an edited version of the original text:

And after the jump we have Jonathan Miller’s 1968 adaptation for the series “Omnibus”.

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Audio: Ghost Ships!

Posted in Audio, Ghosts, Sci-Fi, Fantasy and Horror with tags , , , , , on November 23, 2010 by ghostradioworld

Fascinating episode of 1930’s radio series “The Originals of Superstition” called “Ghost Ships”.

Video: Unsolved Mysteries – Ghost Story

Posted in Ghosts, Television, Video with tags , , on December 9, 2009 by ghostradioworld

Creepy ghost story from the old “Unsolved Mysteries” tv show:

Daniel Craig to Bond with Ghosts!

Posted in Ghosts, Movies, Sci-Fi, Fantasy and Horror with tags , , , , , , on June 24, 2009 by ghostradioworld


According to The Hollywood Reporter Daniel Craig is in talks to appear in the Jim Sheridan helmed ghost story Dream House.  According to THR:

Craig would play a man who moves his family to an idyllic small town, only to find his house haunted by its former inhabitants, who were murdered there.

Doesn’t sound that original.  But with Sheridan at the wheel this should be a class project.   And it’s been a while since we’ve seen a classy ghost story.


True Ghost Story: The Drowning Girl

Posted in Ghosts with tags , , , , , on March 30, 2009 by ghostradioworld


Another spooky true ghost story from  Ghost Village:

Irene – Gloucester, Massachusetts – 1989

My name is Irene, and I have been investigating the paranormal for 10 years. The reason why I got interested in the paranormal happened when I was a child. This is what happened to me.

When I was eight-years-old I was sleeping over my grandparents’ house. My Nana woke up very early and I always liked waking up with her to help her cook breakfast. She was an early bird and always woke up before the sun came out. That night I woke up and got out of bed. I looked out my window and it was still dark, sp I wasn’t sure what time it was. I opened my bedroom door and started walking down the stairs slowly because I was listening for anyone to be up. I stopped in the middle of the stairway, and when I did I heard a voice of a young girl whisper something in my right ear. I can’t remember what she said or even if I understood it or not, but I got freaked and ran up the stairs to hide under the covers.

I soon fell asleep and while I was sleeping I had this dream. I was under water and couldn’t get up. Something was pulling me down and I felt like I was drowning. I had my eyes open the whole time but all I saw was this light and water all around me. I started to breathe the water in and started choking. Then I woke up. When I woke up I was coughing because I was really holding my breath while I was dreaming. I got out of bed and stood in front of the window. It was daylight out and the sun was up. I stood there for a few seconds and then soon realized that I was standing in a puddle. I turned around and there was water falling down (kind of like a waterfall, but down the walls) there were puddles everywhere, then I realized that I was sopping wet. My hair was dripping (like I just got out of the shower). The bed was wet; there were two-inch puddles of water in the bed all around me. So I freaked out and ran down the stairs. I ran right into my cousin who was coming up the stairs to wake me for breakfast. I was crying and just grabbed his hand and took him back up to the room.

By the time we got back there about a minute later, everything was dry — the bed was dry, the sheets, and the puddles were gone — all except me. My hair was still so wet that when I finally calmed down to explain what had happened to my cousin, I actually rung out my hair. It was so strange. I thought of every possibility that I could. I thought that maybe I was sleepwalking and went into the bathroom. But that’s impossible because there is only one bathroom in the house and it’s off of the kitchen. If I went there, someone would have seen me. There are no water pipes upstairs. And it was not pee. There was too much water to be that. And it was clear, plain water. I still don’t understand it and ever since that night I have been studying the paranormal and helping other people. My cousin never slept there again and neither have I. My grandparents didn’t seem surprised when I told them what had happened. They just sort of shrugged it off. Since then both my grandparents died in the same room at different times in the house. Today I co-own the house. There have been other people living there and they also report some activity. They are moving out soon because of this. Now I can finally go back and face this, and possible try to help the girl that has drowned.


Valentine’s Day Ghost Story!

Posted in Ghosts with tags , , , , , , on February 14, 2009 by ghostradioworld



The Valentine’s Day Ghost

(This story happened to a workmate of my auntie’s in Liverpool’s James Street railway station about three years ago.)

It was Valentine’s Night, and the young husband had decided to take his wife out for a meal to Liverpool. After having had a pleasant evening, the pair went to Liverpool’s James Street Station to get the last train home.

As they sat in the station chatting to each other, the husband noticed that there was a very smartly-dressed young lady, in a 1940’s style black suit, sitting on the same bench as them. From the neatness of her attire, the woman looked as if she worked in an office. However, the man became puzzled when he noticed that she was staring fixedly straight ahead, and did not move at all.

Just then, the train came in, and the strange lady got up first and boarded the train ahead of the couple, who decided to enter the same compartment. As they stepped inside, the husband noticed that the compartment was empty, and there was no other way that the woman could have exited the compartment, except to pass by the couple.

Frowning, the man asked his wife if she had seen the lady who had sat by them on the bench step into the compartment. Returning his frown, the wife shook her head and asked, “What woman?”

The husband replied:

“You know, the lady who was sitting by us.”

Again, looking puzzled, the woman shook her head and denied, again, that she had seen any woman on the bench.

Being a very level-headed person, the husband came to the conclusion that even though he did not believe in ghosts, there had been something very strange indeed about the lady’s whole aspect.

Maybe, he surmised, with it being Valentine’s Day, and with her 1940’s style attire, the woman could have been a spirit of a young lover going to meet her fiance, and perhaps someting tragic had happened in that railway station once she had boarded the train.

Who knows?

James Street station is a very old station, with a lot of history. During the war, for example, people used to go down in its tunnels to shelter from the Nazi bombings.

A Snog From Beyond!

Posted in Ghosts with tags , , , , , on January 29, 2009 by ghostradioworld



In the early 1970s, my mom owned a dog grooming salon on Blackstone Avenue in Fresno, California, called Adorable Poodle Salon.

Soon after moving in, we knew we were not alone, and I’m not talking about canines!

We would come early in the morning to open up the shop to find some huge plants in very heavy planters had been moved to the middle of the room.

It took two of us to move them back. Talk about annoying!

Many times we found our grooming tools had been moved elsewhere. Mom hired another groomer named Sandy for the shop and our “ghost” really took a liking to her. One day, for example, Mom was taking a break and as she was sipping her soda she noticed Sandy brushing something away from her neck several times.

Mom was about to ask her what was wrong when Sandy annoyingly yelled, “Would ya give me a break and leave me alone?!” My mom asked her what happened. Sandy told her our “ghost” was kissing her on her neck and wouldn’t stop! Many such things happened there until they had someone come in and “ghost bust” the store.

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