CHARNEY HALL Halloween
Andrew Holmes-Higgin emailed me yesterday and reminded me that it is Halloween tomorrow…I don’t really have to say more…just tuck up in a warm bed, switch the lights out and keep the covers high over your head…Andrew swears that these tales are all true… ’Hey Keith - as the spooky season is once again upon us, I thought I’d pass along some rather strange memories of my Charney days on the subject of what to a 10-year-old was unbelievable terror. I wish my supernatural stories were a little more horrific but we were probably all very impressionable in those days, and something pretty innocuous took on darker meanings after lights out… ’ The Ghost. My only real ghost story, and I remember it today just as if it happened yesterday. It in the summer term of my first year (1968) and I was in what I think was Dorm 1 (middle floor, facing North). At some point one night I woke up and was aware of a hazy light over by the door which moved into the room towards the window overlooking the