This post will make my younger brother smile. I know he has many a tale to tell of the times when he stayed here and similar things happened. We used to grumble, then have a laugh and call it the "*** Effect", the asterisks standing for the name of the village.
I must state here and now, the house is not in the least bit spooky or scary, it just has a few strange happenings now and then.
I went to bed at 9pm last night, I was tired, tired with a capital T, so I fell asleep almost immediately. I woke at just a few minutes before midnight and decided that I may as well check to see whether both cats were indoors - they like to go hunting in the evenings, but often roll up late expecting to be let in. Sparky, the old one, will often drum on our bedroom window until someone gets up and lets her into the kitchen.
I don't often bother to put lights on, and I didn't last night, until I reached the kitchen. Yes, both cats were in their baskets and Toby was curled up on his chair. All was well, except that I could hear what sounded like a radio and weird music!
I opened the pantry door, and found that the gas detector was sounding a klaxon and announcing "Emergency, gas leak" over and over. The new gas pipe comes through the pantry.
I whizzed back down to the bedroom, woke a bemused and sleepy husband, who finally cottoned on to what I was telling him. By the time we returned to the kitchen, the alarm had stopped and he looked at me a bit disbelievingly.
He tested the alarm, it was up and ready, but not sounding, there was no smell of gas (but there hadn't been any before, either) decided to turn the gas off until morning, anyway. Of course he couldn't quiet his mind then, whereas all I wanted to do was go back to sleep, as long as I knew my animals and the house were safe.
This morning, he told me that he'd picked up his laptop computer, so that he could do a bit of reading about alarms, LPG etc but, when he lifted the lid, the computer went "wheeeeeeeeeeeee" and died on him, almost as though it was empty of any charge. When he plugged in the charger it showed that the battery was already fully charged.
The gas has been checked again this morning, nothing wrong - thank goodness. The computer is also working perfectly well.
These little happenings are typical of what goes on in this house. Over the last 12 years there have been hundreds of similar incidents. Things stop working, but are not broken, lights which go off and on.
It is not old or faulty wiring because we had the place completely rewired when we came here, and all that has been checked thoroughly.
We accept it now as a quirk of the place. It can stop this midnight malarky though, we need our sleep.