Wentworth Woodhouse

When Yvette and Stuart both come over separately to me and ask what I think of the evidence on the show and want to know my  opinion on things they've encountered on this nights investigation, it's a pinch yourself moment. The fact that they have this idea of me gives me a good feeling. The evening at Wentworth Woodhouse started off with upstairs for the team I was in and Yvette had knocking responses which I can't dispute. There was a noise which from where I was stood was similar to something being dragged but the rest of the crowd, who were closer, reported that it was a breath of some sort right in our corridor and among us. 

The chap who took the reigns when Yvette moved off to see how the other two teams were getting on was much more interested in trying table tipping for five minutes, Scrying for five minutes (which he didn't know was called Scrying until I helped him) and the human pendulum, all of which bore zero results. My k2 and gauss had hits from the doorway to the corridor where the activity had been but we kept getting taken into side rooms which had nothing. I think the poor guy was desperate and nervous and sadly let evidence go unnoticed because he kept pulling us away from what we were getting. 

When Sue and I got a chance to break off much later, we went and sat in the dark in the same area of corridor where the evidence was. We got knocks again. We got k2 flashes too and hopefully we also got evp's, but I've yet to review. 

In the cellar I also got massive spikes of wandering emf but only a few people witnessed it as our leader flogged a dead horse with a table tip. So the live web stream saw nothing, but stiff happened in the same room as the camera, take my word for it.