GB has just been offered a Ghost Busting opportunity.

In an old RAF station not far from here. Where – true as true – we have F1RST hand evidence of strange y-vents.

A cleaner who starts work at 8pm and, last week, had an EERIE af experience with doors opening and tobacco smoke blown in her face.

She fled. J.Edgar still running. No doors locked.

Panic call to someone 20 miles away who also held keys and had to drive in to secure the buildings.

Which were, btw, the homes of WW2 Lancaster bomber crews. Now converted to Council Offices.

And said keyholder was also m’eh. He’s had experiences where he’s gone to the loo. Come back. And found 20 files lined up on the floor. All opened at the same page number.

They did a real life experiment. Timing his trip to the loo. And no -one here on earth could get past 11 files.

CANNOT make this up, truly.

My f1rst answer was ….NO! I have no tech to film and record and no money to selfsame.

But. But. But?

I ain’t afraid of no ghosts