Haunted places in Leeds

[Thomo83]

I've heard a lot about Bluebell Woods in Horsforth, does anyone know if that's got any erm...long term guests?!

[String o' beads]

Exiled-Angel wrote: stodge. wrote: hi, when i was about 3 (1975) i used to stay with my nan during the day,she lived in meanwood off stonegate road, down the side of Kirby's chippy. In the afternoon i used to get taken upstairs into the spare room for a story before my kip. One such afternoon, whilst in the middle of the story, my nan says i just started laughing looking over her shoulder into the corner of the room. When she asked what i was laughing at i described a funny looking man with a pointy hat with 3 corners, she told me not to worry and read the rest of the story. I found out later that this room used to be my aunty's bedroom and shed also seen the same figure and described it as a highway man.I was a bit too young to remember that sighting, but i definitely saw the same figure when i was 5. I was playing on the stairs, near the bottom, when i leaned backwards and looked up the stairwell. As i was looking up the same shadowy figure, looked over the banister and straight at me, and just stayed there looking.That really put the frighteners up me, and just ran into the room ,i never stayed there again. My nan, always one for the dramatic, told me that it was Dick Turpin, and he'd stopped somewhere round abouts on his way to York, this was purely to sweeten me up. Even at 5 though i remember trying to do the geography and figured it didn't add up. Wow Freaky! It could have been a Highway but it DEFINATELY was not Dick Turpin. He was just a myth created to scare people. York Dungeon's tells the story as a myth. But when you acctually go inside York Castle, it tells you there he never even existed. Dick Turpin did exist. But many of the tales surrounding him are fabrications. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dick_Turpin

[Exiled-Angel]

Haha. oops, was thinking of someone else. Or maybe it was the fact he wasnt from York. Oh well.Apparently, back before the Corn Exchange in the centre of leeds was built there was a murder investigation there. People have claimed to see a woman walking around the halls, but who knows.

[kelly]

i used to work at the royal armouries museum and one day a man came up to me and said he felt a strange cold sensation as he was passing the ancient history section.he asked if i or anyone else had the same experience? i said not at that particular area ,but people have felt things around the site of the RA this was well before the new development.i have also read the book haunted leeds and i read about a cold corner in the westend house at kirkstall .i go in this pub occasionally so i asked about the corner i went and sat there couldnt feel ant discernable difference to anywhere else in the pub.i guess i,m not spychic

[FoxyLady]

Has anyone heard of any ghostly rumours about the Round Foundry area of Holbeck? We have just moved into offices there, the builders reckoned they felt 'presences' though don't know if they were just trying to scare us. With the area/building being so old and full of history it wouldn't surprise me if there were any stories of hauntings!!

[sundowner]

FoxyLady wrote: Has anyone heard of any ghostly rumours about the Round Foundry area of Holbeck? We have just moved into offices there, the builders reckoned they felt 'presences' though don't know if they were just trying to scare us. With the area/building being so old and full of history it wouldn't surprise me if there were any stories of hauntings!! Dont know if any one on here has been on the new Google site Haunted Leeds?Its worth a look.

[eddie666]

Im new to this site, found it the other day and Im totally hooked. I dont come from Leeds but have spent past 10 years working in the city.As for Ghosts, my gran used to tell me stories about a house in Castleford that she used to live in with my dad. There are so many incidents that happened which I could list but it would take me ages, anyone interested give me a PM and I'd be happy to share them. Some of the stories my dad wont even talk about to this day. I currently work in the old Arthur and Company Ltd building on the junction of Belle Vue Rd and St Johns Rd, although I havent seen anything, a few others have heard noises, voices, footsteps and no-one being around. Anyone who knows this building will know what it is now, and will understand that the people working in it now aint gonna be ones for making things up lol.    

[Misc]

Can't work out how to do pms but would like to hear of Cas-based hauntings!There is an air raid shelter near RAF Church Fenton, used to hang around in there as a youth and it was very strange. Heard laughing and singing from empty rooms etc, not scary as such but very eerie and you would go cold suddenly for no reason.I used to live round the corner from where you work Eddie, I used to find it creepy to walk past at night which I never understood cos surely I should feel safest there! I wonder if it's anything to do with the WW2 bomb damage round there? That big modern building on the corner of St john's/Woodsley Road has always given me the creeps too.

[petec]

me too being from Cas also!

[eddie666]

Well the house was situated on Half Acres and was a terraced house. I dont want to say exactly where as its still lived in today and wouldnt be fair on the current occupants to mention where exactly.I'll mention a couple of things what happened which occured i tnk between 1950's up to late 60's. They arent in chronological order as im trying to remember off the top of my head the stories my gran used to tell me.There was the general items going missing, and at first my gran thought it was my dad being a kid and moving things. But he always swore blind it wasnt him. This got to the point that whenever things were left around my gran would get someone else to phisically touch the object and confirm that it was there. Morning after, it had gone. This used to happen on a regular basis, and as i can remember this was the start of things. Flashes of light used to appear and on occasions the house used to give quite a lot of static electric shocks off walls. Then the thumps and bumps started, door banging ect.On one occasion, a old cassette recorder had been left recording with no-one in the house, when this was played back, a foriegn voice could be heard and a cackling woman. Usually, even though people do not understand a language, you can usually tell what language it is form the accent, but the people listening to the tape could not understand the language. It was played a few times, but the tape player then chewed the tape up.On another occasion, my gran and her sister were decorating upstairs. The had a beam of wood which was resting on top of two steps ladders, on which there was a bowl of wallpaper paste. My gran and her sister went downstairs for some reason, then banging started to come from upstairs, my gran jokingly and no used to the goings on told my sister, tell it to go away. Then a almighty thud came from upstairs. They went up and saw the bowl of wallpaper paste had been turned upside down and still on the beam going across the two step ladders.On another occasion, my gran awoke for no reason and saw a green figure, unclear and blurred in shape, was leaning over my dads cot while he was asleep.On another night, my gran had drawn the curtains together but not completely shut, so the curtains at the top where they met was still apart slightly. My gran looked up to see a little girl looking through the gap in the windows, bare in mind the gap in the curtains would have been about 8 and half foot high and it was late at night.There a loads of other stories too which i just wouldn't have time to mention. But the house was definately haunted, my gran was never a religous person, was rational and always tried to look for a genuine reason for all the things that used to happen. At one point my gran went to a local priest, who in turn put my gran in touch with a priest that performed excorsisms of such, but it wasn't called that and i cant remember what it was called. Anyway, we recently found a letter, which my gran had kept all these years, from the priest that was going to perform what ever ritual it was, which also had an apology from him not contacting sooner do to the railway strikes at that time (nothing changes eh lol). These stories used to fasinate me and scare the living daylights out of me at the time. There are more stories but I really would be here forever typing.