Last night PPS were at the Old School Rooms in Haworth where the famous Bronte sisters used to teach. We tried table tipping with my small YES NO table and instantly it took of jumping around like a puppy. It slid and twisted with barely any contact from us. In fact the table ended up with my colleague Si only on, with one hand and even then the table was firing away from him and he had managed to keep one set on fingers on. This wasn't the best evidence in question but it did lead us to remove my table and put our fingers on a large and terribly heavy, dark brown, circular table. Within ten seconds the thing slid across the floor and then rotated. I asked if it could tip this heavy table and within seconds it was stood on two long legs. It slammed down and spun around easily. As we flappe around trying to grab a nightvision CCTV camera, I used my non night vision camcorder and a few torches. I managed to catch some of the tipping which illustrates how we were not lifting the table from underneath, by hand or foot.
When the activity was out of breath so to speak, I asked the team for us to purposefully try and do the same movement to see if we were fooling ourselves. Normally we would report that my small table requires us to work as a team with our movements but this time we could find no way to tip the table from the top even as we put all our strength on the surface. This showed that we simply couldn't even fake it. I was blown away and it left me having to work through what I'd witnessed. I now had that cast iron experience which I could relate back to if things became muddy later on with my beliefs. Ok, it's not seeing an apparition or whatever but it was the best thing yet.
The spirit tried to tell us to GO AWAY.
I'm still processing the night. It was awesome.
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