ISADORA AND I

Round about 1999, I was in the passenger seat of a car.  We were heading towards Glamis Castle, along a country road.  Suddenly, I was no longer in the passenger seat.  I was in the driver’s seat, but at the same time my consciousness was outside looking at the scene.  It’s difficult to explain, but it seems the mind can really be in two places at the one time.  The scene before me showed a woman in a 1920’s style car and the same style of clothing.  The car was cream, with burgundy leather seating.  The woman was also wearing cream (or white).  She had short, bobbed, curly hair.  She was upset.  Or I was, as I was still also experiencing this through the woman’s eyes.  The whole thing lasted about somewhere between 10 and 30 seconds.  I really can’t quite remember, but it seemed like a…

People often comment on how spooky hospitals can be at night.  It’s true.  They can be extremely disconcerting, especially when you are ever so slightly attuned to seeing through the veil.

I was in hospital in May and December 2014.  Both times I experienced seeing spirits and one other entity.  I’ll start with the spirits, as they are less unnerving.

On 28th May 2014, I had my 2nd kidney transplant.   I awoke from the anaesthetic feeling obviously very woozy, and drugged up to the eyeballs on morphine.  Not, incidentally, classed as a hallucinogen.  However, when your consciousness is neither here nor there you are in…the twilight zone!

I was being propped up in bed by two nurses, and just before I reached full awareness, a young man passed by my bed.  He had fair hair, possibly strawberry blonde.  In that light, it was difficult to tell.  He had a…

I’ve been wondering for ages if there are any ghosts living at the University of Glasgow, or ghost stories associated with it, so I’ve been doing some digging online. Surprisingly, I couldn’t really find that much. Some sources claimed that Glasgow was “the most haunted place in Scotland”, but the number of easily discoverable ghost stories or examples of paranormal activity was very low. This might be partially because the University’s Old College campus was demolished in the late 1800s when the University moved to Gilmorehill. That been said, I did find a few interesting bits.

There is a story from the Western Infirmary, built by the University in the late 1800s:

One night in 1975, Mary McLellan was working as a ward sister at the Western Infirmary in Glasgow. She was setting up a piece of equipment in a room facing a well-lit corridor when she became aware of…