I found this really interesting… Whether you believe in ghosts or not, it’s a beautiful story!
My grandfather died in his church.
For many years he was vicar in an ancient church, the village surrounding it dating back to the Domesday Book (and possibly beyond). It was the kind of place that had a castle once, but ‘Simon De Montfort and his crew tore it down.’ Where the old manor house had fallen prey to post war neglect, where another old home had an indelible bloodstain by the fireplace, relic of misdeeds long ago.
My grandfather was a wonderful vicar. At least, that’s how I remember him. He preached love and tolerance, filling the church with vegetables and fruit at harvest time, the scientist and historian in him acknowledging traditions older than his religion. On Sundays, after the service and Sunday School and dinner in the old Georgian vicarage, he would sit at his desk and prepare his notes for next week’s sermon while I danced…
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I found this very interesting too, though I spent ages trying to work out where the orbs were.
I watched a programme on orbs recently- it was really interesting!