My younger brother saw a 'ghost' a few years ago whild staying at an old hotel in Great Yarmouth in England. He is a down to earth guy, and not given to fantasizing.
During the early hours of the morning, he woke up and saw a little old lady pottering about the room. He thought it was the cleaner and went back to sleep. When he was checking out, he mentioned it to the hotel receptionist, saying it seemed rather early for the cleaner to be coming round. The receptionist just said casually, "Oh yes, that was Mrs so-and-so, our resident ghost. Guests quite often see her". |