The

The Hello and welcome to mini episode number 440 of real live ghost stories

and to kick things off this week we are doing our first, I think our first ever corrections corner.

So in last week's main episode I spoke about Clifton Hall and completely confused two different

Clifton halls. So there's a Clifton Hall in Cumbria and then there's a Clifton Hall in Nottingham,

which are two very different halls, very different places, just with the same name. And that is just

poor episode making on my behalf. I should have checked and double checked the research. So yeah, to be really clear, the Clifton Hall that I was talking about

in Cumbria is not the same Clifton Hall that was turned into a grammar school and then owned

by Rashid. Okay? So I completely confused the two. I also said Henry the fourth instead of Henry

the sixth. But that was, I had written down the right Henry. I just can't read Roman numerals very well

sometimes. So thank you to all the lovely people who very kindly pointed out that I had confused

the two and I, and I mean that genuinely everybody was very lovely in

their messages so thank you and yeah I can only apologise for not checking and double

checking the research on this one so two different places both haunted not the same not the same

Clifton Hall and not the same stories. So thank you to everybody who

pointed it out and thus concludes today's corrections corner. And I have three spooky stories for you

today and the last story comes from January the 14th, 2025. And story number one comes from Louise.

Back in the year of 1997, I was going to college on a day release course and working

the rest of the week in Wimbledon in London.

I met two friends, Alison and Maria.

Ali was 16 and I was 17 and Maria was 18 and we hit it off as soon as we met each other.

During our break from college, we used to go

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