HANDS OFF!
A saucy spook grabbed my boobs
Ali Mather, 54, from Pontefract, West Yorkshire
The party was in full swing when I arrived. The guests were having a great time, gossiping together and drinking wine. ‘I’ll just set you up here, on this table,’ the host, Sam*, said, leading me to the quiet living room.
‘Great,’ I said, getting out my tarot cards. A medium and clairvoyant, I was born with the gifts of being able to speak with, hear, sense, smell and see spirits. I often do platform work around the country giving messages from those in spirit to the living.
And, thanks to my gifts, I’m called out to haunted houses to ‘cleanse’ them of troublesome spirits so the residents can get some peace!
I also read the tarot cards and do psychic parties – like this one. It was February 2020, and I’d been invited to read for the guests at an old house in South Hiendley, near Barnsley, Yorkshire.
The night was a great success. I gave one-to-one tarot readings and the guests learnt loads about their past lives.
Their guides and I connected with loved ones in spirit and passed on messages.
Once the party-goers had left, I started packing XS P\ VWX
‘Before you go, would you mind taking a look at my loft?’ Sam asked. ‘I had it converted after we moved in a few years ago – but I always feel scared when I go up there. It doesn’t feel right.’
Haunted loft
She told me that she often heard noises, bangs and footsteps coming from the loft.
‘I think it might be haunted,’ she shuddered.
I agreed to check it out, and we headed up to the top of the house. As we climbed the stairs, I held up my EMF meter, which is always in my handbag – and gasped.
‘Oh wow,’ I muttered. This device detects unusual energy, and the average
EMF reading in a spooky house is around 0.4. This was 1.8 – more than four times the usual reading for a haunted house.
I was still looking at the EMF meter when suddenly Sam screamed.
I turned around excitedly, expecting to see a spirit, then I realised it was a live man. I couldn’t help screaming too.
The man turned out to be Sam’s partner David*. He’d only just arrived home.
‘My nerves are totally frayed,’ Sam gulped. ‘Let’s go back downstairs.’
So we trooped downstairs – and as we did so, I glanced down at my top.
I had a large hand print on my boob!
How on earth had that got there?
‘Just look at this,’ I gasped, showing it to Sam. ‘That wasn’t there before – it must have appeared while we were upstairs in the attic.’
‘I can’t handle this, I need a cup of tea,’ Sam groaned. She headed to the kitchen with David.
Going it alone
Intrigued, I went back up to the loft – all alone.
There was a large empty space upstairs, and I stood in the middle of it. I had an odd sensation of cold down one side of my face.
Suddenly, two big blue bottles appeared from nowhere buzzing around my head.
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7KH ÀLHV KDGQ¶W EHHQ LQ WKH ORIW earlier – it wasn’t the season for them – so I needed to act fast. If the spirit could conjure up these horrible insects out of nowhere, the thing was powerful.
Connecting with the spirit, I realised he had a grudge against a doctor who had once lived and worked in the house.
From this spirit’s chaotic energy, I sensed he had struggled with mental health issues.
Deadly mission
‘I’m waiting here to push the doctor down the stairs,’ snarled the spirit angrily.
‘The doctor’s long gone,’ I told KLP ¿UPO\
I explained it was years later, he’d died and attached his energy, his soul, to the house. He was trapped but he could move into the spirit world.
‘No, I want to kill the doctor,’ said the spirit in reply.
It was no use – the spirit didn’t
The spirit had mental health issues
understand and he wouldn’t go to the light voluntarily. So I called in my spirit guides.
My team is made up of a Tibetan monk, a female medium in her fifties called May, a Native American guy, a man in a white shirt and black waistcoat who I call ‘The Preacher’, and an African witch doctor. They look a bit like ‘80s disco band The Village People! I call them ‘The A-team.’
The A-team didn’t waste any time chaperoning the presence to the spirit world. They removed him in a jiffy.
Afterwards, the EMF level was 0.4 and back to normal. Amazingly, the attic felt different quickly it was lighter and brighter.
Sam and 'avid felt the change too.+
‘This is amazing, I might even use the space now,’ Sam said, smiling.
After chatting to Sam, I later discovered that the house used to be a doctor’s surgery. She and 'avid had lived in it for four years and never felt comfortable – until now.
I told her about the spirit being trapped in the loft and having mental health issues.
‘He was one of the doctor’s patients and very disturbed,’ I added, ‘But he’s gone now.’
In six years of cleansing haunted houses, I’ve never dealt with such a case.
that made me laughi though, was the spirit copped a feel and I never even noticed!
To book a reading or house cleansing with Ali Mather visit alimather.co.uk.
I call my spirit guides ‘The A-team’