'You cannot be serious'.....as
John McEnroe used to comment upon the umpire's decision at Wimbledon! But
the story actually begins in Heacham where I'd gone to collect the Chieftain
double-decker prior to the start of term the day following. The mechanic who
was responsible for the upkeep of the buses asked where I went during
half-term breaks.’ I usually stop at the Rectory’, I replied. He expressed
his surprise, so much so that I inquired why he should think this at all
unusual. Our business concluded, I drove away - and the odd response
forgotten...for the moment.
It was the late October half-term, the pupils were away and Chris White also
away - which meant that I was alone. I’d been to London for the day,
returning by the early evening train and driving back to the Rectory. It was
a dark, still, frosty night and the Rectory completely dark as I got out of
the car and went inside....doors were never locked in Uncle Roger's domain!
No problem to find the light switch to enable me to find my way upstairs to
my room. It took only a few minutes for my wash and brush up before setting
out for Heacham and supper. Imagine my surprise when upon descending the
stairs I found every light on. And there hadn't been even the slightest
sound of movement from below whilst I was upstairs. I shouted:’ Are you here
Chris?' thinking that he just might have returned early. But No! To satisfy
my curiosity, I returned to my room for a torch and carried out both an
indoor and outdoor recce to try to find the intruder.....BUT.....there was
nobody to be found. I swear to this day that it would have been impossible
for anybody to have entered the Rectory and switched on every light without
my hearing footsteps. And the words of the Heacham mechanic came back into
my mind:’ I wouldn't stay there in the Rectory by myself even if you were to
pay me a thousand pounds'.
All these years later I can say unequivocally that nobody else could have
entered the Rectory that evening without my knowing. And No, there was no
chill down the spine then, as now. If it was a ghost, then it was a very
benign ghost and, if it happened to anybody else I wouldn't have believed
them......but I was there...and I am being serious.
Bill Kelly

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