Happy Witchy Wednesday, you fabulous phantoms and curious creeps! 🧙‍♀️

It’s time for another spine-tingling entry in the Ghost Hunter Diaries, and this week, we’re taking you back to the eerie and enigmatic Hallam Mill in Stockport – a place brimming with bumps, whispers, and a few cheeky spirits who clearly have a sense of humour.

My ghostie girlies and I descended on Hallam Mill for a private investigation, bringing with us our usual mix of sass, snacks, and a healthy dose of scepticism. This time, we had a brand-new recruit in the mix – let’s call her Faith the Fearless – who’d seen the ghost-hunting life on YouTube but had never dipped her toes into the spectral waters herself. Let’s just say… Hallam Mill gave her a proper welcome!

🍵 Teacups, Taps & a Sassy Spirit

Our first port of paranormal call was the Tea Party Room, a charming little setup that turned weird almost instantly. Picture this: a dainty table set for tea with vintage cups and saucers, and suddenly the whole thing starts rattling. Nope, it wasn’t us. We were kneeling on the floor trying to get the Ouija Board to say hello, and that table leg was wobbling like it had a life of its own.

Naturally, we suspected hidden sensors or maybe a prank—but the event organisers confirmed it was pure ghostly mischief, and they even had suspects in mind. Spirits with a flair for the dramatic, clearly.

We fired up the Spirit Talker app, our trusty K2 metres started flashing sporadically, and the spirits began to sass us. I asked a few simple questions and got responses that were… well, less than polite. One even told me to leave! Rude.

Then came Sir – a mysterious entity on the Ouija Board who refused to give us his name but insisted on being addressed with proper respect. He claimed to have lived on the land long before the mill was built. A ghost with a title and a secret? Yes please! It was a brilliant, weird, and surprisingly cheeky exchange that had us all giggling – and you can catch it soon on my SpookyMrsGreen YouTube channel, so make sure you’re subscribed, ghost fam!

🏴‍☠️ The Pirate Room Shenanigans

Next up, we made our way to the infamous Pirate Room. I hadn’t spent much time here before, and I was itching to investigate. The room is reportedly home to child spirits, and sure enough, it felt like someone was playing hide-and-seek with us.

We borrowed a paranormal robot buddy from Paranormal Penny Pinchers – a gadget that supposedly reacts to spectral energy. It was… weird. It moved when it shouldn’t, spun when no one touched it, and gave us the distinct impression that something invisible was having a giggle.

Faith the Fearless had a right moment when her K2 lit up like a disco ball and responded to her questions. She was buzzing – grinning from ear to ear – and completely hooked. Welcome to the club, love!

Meanwhile, the Penny Pinchers were watching from the control room and spotted flashing lights through the Pirate Room window. Before we could shout “UFO!”, one of their team jumped in his van, drove down the road… and proved it was just car lights. Debunked! But still, it gave us a thrill.

Later, reviewing my footage, I found some strange light anomalies – flashes that didn’t behave like dust and seemed to move with intent. Could it be? Maybe. Maybe not. The mystery continues…

👻 Pushed by a Playful Phantom?

When the ghostie girlies took a break, I dared to spend ten solo minutes in the Pirate Room. (Yes, I know. Brave or foolish? You decide.) It was quiet… but not empty. I felt a little nudge, like someone pushing me gently from behind—not threatening, more like a ghostly game of tag. “You’re it,” perhaps?

🚿 Spirits on Strike?

We rounded off the night with some time in the Shower Room, which has always felt weird to me—but not this time. We sat in silence, asked all the right questions, and got… absolutely nothing. Crickets. Spirits clearly on strike. Or maybe they just weren’t in the mood for company. I even tried my best table tipping demo to impress the team, but the table refused to budge. Now the ghostie girlies think I’m making it all up!

🧙‍♀️ That’s the Way the Spirit Ball Bounces

All in all, it was a mixed bag. Not the most active night we’ve ever had, but still full of fun, friendship, and a few moments that made our skin tingle and our eyes widen. Most importantly, Faith the Fearless had a blast on her first proper ghost hunt. She’s officially converted!

Our next stop is a rural residence with some seriously strange stories. I’ll be back with more ghostie gossip soon.

Until then, stay spooky, stir your cauldrons with care, and don’t forget to look over your shoulder… 👀✨

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