Readers' Stories New Age Tiscali

It must be about 30 years ago that I was staying with my (then) husband in Glastonbury at the George and Pilgrims, a former coaching inn used by pilgrims to the Abbey.

We knew the hotel was reputedly haunted but we also knew that we were not in the haunted room - to our relief! Our room was at the front of the building, overlooking the main street, the inn sign being just outside our window.

During the night I was awoken by the sound of a horse's hooves outside the hotel, followed by an urgent knocking on the door. I felt my husband get out of bed and saw him (very dimly - it was quite dark) walk over to the window, open it and lean out.

There followed a conversation in which the rider asked if there was a room available for the night and my husband replied that the inn was full - "but try the house on the corner". The rider thanked him and rode off down the street.

My husband came back to bed and I asked him "what was that all about?" But he was already asleep.

The following morning I again asked him about the incident and he did not know what I was talking about. He had no recollection of any disturbance during the night and was sure he had slept "like a log".

I have never found any explanation for what happened. I was quite definitely not dreaming - I was wide awake and could - at the time - recall every word of the conversation.

Can anyone throw any light on this? Who was the rider? Why the urgency? And what part did my husband play in all this? Chat in our forums... here