Another Stocksbridge Bypass Anecdote

There are many videos of people wandering about in the dark around the Stocksbridge bypass taking photographs of "orbs". But I like this one by the SilverStarTrucker. He's chewing a brandysnap (so he tells us) which slightly impedes his rambling delivery. But he's quite right - why are so many empty cars parked in the layby? It's a mystery to me. More interestingly, he says:

"The western entrance to the famous Stocksbridge Bypass. It runs through that land, that used to be farmed by monks. And this layby.... that green cafeteria thing isn't open today because it's August bank holiday. But according to...  I spoke to this bloke [who works there?] and he was there all night. And the lorry driver pulled in down here somewhere, and went in there for a break, cup of tea and a sandwich, and the second lorry pulled in and said "You'd better come out here, mate - your lights are on and your doors are wide open and your radio's playing full blast." And he came out, and there was nobody around because it was very early in the morning. And I think I parked in here one night and slept in the cab. But I didn't notice anything."

Transcript of the "Legends of the Roman Legionaries" episode of Ghosthunters.

I think this is one of my favourite episodes of Ghost Hunters, because it's basically a series of witnesses describing what they experienced (as opposed to alleged psychics storming in on a troubled family and imposing their own explanation). Across the internet it seems to get called 'Legends of the Roman Legionnaires' but I'm sure that should be 'Legionaries'! even though the script keeps using the former word.

Narrator (William Woollard): This is a series about the unexplained. About things that are seen and yet not seen. About events that our common sense tells us can’t possibly have occurred and yet they have occurred, burned into people’s memories never to be forgotten. Our stories come from all over the country. They involve people who didn’t have the slightest belief in the paranormal until it forced its way into their lives. In this series we tell their stories and we grapple with the uncomfortable questions which arise – what is happening, what do these stories mean for our understanding of the way the world works, and what does science have to say about it all? There are far too many of these happenings for them simply to be brushed aside. They have now to be confronted.

This is one of a maze of tunnels under the old Treasurer’s House in the ancient city of York. It runs down into the cellars. It also happens to lie right in the centre of the old Roman fort which occupied this site 2000 years ago. It was here one chill February morning that Harry Martindale, plumber, was sent to run in a new set of water pipes.

Harry, plumber: My job was to knock a hole where this pipe is here, through the ceiling. I came down and spent a whole day knocking the hole through the ceiling. I had no idea then it was several feet thick, and I came down here the second day and continued to knock the hole through the ceiling. I had a short ladder in the centre of the floor here. And in the centre of the floor was the original Roman road, and it’d been laid out in sections. And I knew whatever it was, was old, but I had no interest in it. In fact I put the base of the ladder on the Roman road. Just before lunchtime, I started to hear the sound of a musical note. There was no tune, just a blaring of a note, and I thought someone had a wireless on in another part of the building. And the sound got louder and louder, and I realised that that the same time that the sound was actually coming from the wall here. And when I realised this I just glanced down (in line with my waist on the right had side here) and I saw that a figure had come out the wall, and what I was looking at was the top of a helmet with the plumes on.

Now I knew whatever it was, shouldn’t have been here in the cellar with me, and through the shock and the terror of seeing this I just stepped back off the ladder, landed on my backside, and then scrambled into the corner of the cellar there. When I looked for the figure it was almost the complete figure of a Roman solder. It came out the wall, walked at a slight angle to the wall opposite, and as soon as he cleared the wall, then a horse came out of the wall behind him with a Roman soldier sat astride. Now once the horse had cleared the wall and was going through the wall opposite, then Roman soldiers came out in twos  - now I was in no fit state to count them as if they were going into the ark, but there were at least 20 of these Roman soldiers appeared here.

Narrator:  This extraordinary apparition took place in what must have been one of the busiest parts of the Roman fort, on their north east gate running towards the main barracks. The treasurer’s house, where Harry was in the cellar, lies on the edge of that road.

Dr Patrick Ottaway, archaeologist:  We’re standing now on Chapterhouse Street, which is close to the line of the Roman ‘Via Decumana’ - that is, the main Roman road which led from the north-east gate of the fortress (away in that direction), to the headquarters building of the fortress (which is away to my left). And York minster now stands on the site of the Roman building, and some twelve feet below the great medieval cathedral, you can still see remains of the Roman walls, as they were excavated in the late 60s. Immediately to my left here is the cellar, and this is where the surface of the Roman road was found when the cellar for was taken up, and this is where Harry Martindale saw the solders.

Harry: Now ‘terror’ is a difficult word - I think what I felt in here was worse than terror. And I can assure you your hair does stand on end, you can actually feel it! Because what I was looking at, although I only had the one single light in here, what I were looking at were the same as you and  I, but the difference between them and me, was … they were coming out of the wall, the wall didn’t exist as far as they were concerned. The only other Roman soldier I’d seen prior to this, is what we call, or I call, the Charlton Heston type - riding a beautiful horse, very smart. These were the complete opposite. The first thing that struck me was how small they were, they were very small indeed. Another remarkable thing when they first came out of the wall - I couldn’t see them from the knees down, until they came to where the Roman road had been excavated - then I could see them from their sandals up. So much so, that when the horse came through the wall, and when it was going across where the Roman road had been excavated, I could see that the fetlocks of the horse were real bushy.

Narrator: It’s this kind of strange detail that lends credence to Harry’s story. These ghostly soldiers ..walking on the old Roman road surface, so only where the cellar had been excavated back to that level, could he see them at full length.

PO: Over the Roman period the road has been remade and resurfaced, and the ground level has risen. So I presume Harry has seen soldiers of the late first century, that is, soldiers of the Ninth Legion, that were here in York at that time.

Narrator: This man who knew nothing about Roman history or Roman military equipment was able to give a detailed description of the soldiers’ appearance, right down to their weariness and the stubble on their chins.

HM: I wouldn’t say they were all that smart, although they did all had the same uniform on. The metal helmet came right under the chin here, and from where I was sat with the single light on, I could see there was growth of hair here on the face. They had the coloured plumes coming out the top of the helmet, and as they were going past I could see they were going down the side of the back of the head here. They all wore the same thing. On the top on the material were strands of leather all the way round, and the only thing I can say they had on .. was a green coloured skirt. All of them carried a short sword on the right had side, the side nearest to me, and it was a short sword like an oversized dagger.

Narrator: Harry’s description, given very shortly after his experience, was examined in great detail by historians. It proved to be accurate in just about every detail.

PO: The armour that the legionaries wore was called “lorica segmentata,” which is thin strips of steel which were attached to a leather base, and they are a very distinctive feature of the legionary armour. And would have provided on one hand very good protection for the upper body, but at the same time flexibility. The Roman soldiers’ protection below the waist -  for mobility, all they had below the waist was a sporran-like affair, which was thick strips of leather with metal plates on it. Then they had the tunic underneath their armour.

Narrator: But in one crucial detail Harry’s description seemed to be totally wrong. His written testimony described the soldiers as carrying rounded boss shields. Quite unlike the traditional Roman rectangular shields. But in fact this single detail only served to underline the veracity of Harry’s experience.

HM: One was carrying a long, like a lance affair, and one of the soliders I saw walking out the wall carried a shield. Now in the centre of the shield it was like a raised bulb.

PO: Now Harry refers to round shields, and we don’t normally associate these with legionnaires. But the Roman army also included auxiliary troops, and these included soldiers who were recruited in frontier areas, and from subject peoples and so forth - and their eqpt was really rather different. And we know, for example, that they did have round or oval shields. So it may well be, that what Harry has seen was a detachment of auxiliary troops, who were attached to the fortress in York for some particular function. We know that at Cawthorn, to the north-east of York, there are a number of fortifications there, which include a couple of what we think are practice camps. So in order to keep their hand in (so to speak), the soldiers were sent out to where to train by building practice fortifications, rather in the way soldiers are kept busy today. The last thing the roman authorities wanted, was soldiers sitting around with time on their hands.

HM: The terror I felt was because I could see them exactly as I can see anyone else now, so I thought naturally all they had to do was glance to their right to see me in the corner - and obviously the terror was in cast they’d do me any harm. But they didn’t, they just looked ahead of them and went into the wall opposite. When the last one had cleared the cellar and gone through the wall, and I couldn’t hear or see anything else, then I made my escape out of here.

Narrator: When Harry described his remarkable experience to the curator of the Museum at York, it turns out he was by no means alone in having seen the legionnaires: mud bespattered, weary, returning perhaps from a training exercise or a cross-country forced march. In a sense, it could be said that the Roman camp in York is still active,  and that seems to be true of many other Roman sites around the country. The Roman legionnaires are still with us.

Part two

Narrator: The Romans occupied this country for over 400 years, but they had over 25,000 men stationed here, and they imprinted themselves very firmly on the British landscape. They brought with them their architecture and technology; they built cities and forts, and farms and villas, linked by a network of arrow-straight military roads to move their legions quickly to any trouble spot. They made wine here, raised families, grew up and died here: thousands of Romans lie buried on British soil. For a long time, Colchester, out on the East Anglian marshes, was the Roman capital of the country. One of the roads leading out of the city ran east to West Mersea Island, and a modern road follows the old Roman causeway. West Mersea Island was well developed:  it had farms and villas and a Roman princess. Legend has it she was married to a centurion from Colchester, and she is buried in a large burial mound quite close to the road. Some local people would claim that the romans are still active on West Mersea Island. Jill Smeaton, for example, who lives very close to the burial mound, has heard them.

Jill Smeaton: Well, in 1987 I’d been living here about 10 years, and I’d always been a little bit frightened perhaps, when I’d been out to do the late night feeds, because we keep horses here. But after 9 or 10 years of seeing and hearing absolutely nothing I’d forgotten all about it, to be honest with you. Then it was the night of the autumn equinox, 1987 (September the 23^rd) – very, very black night, there was no moon whatsoever. The tide was over the strood, so we were actually cut off at that time, and it was around 3 or 4 in the morning. I’m a very heavy sleeper and I don’t wake up for anything, normally. Suddenly I just sat bolt upright in bed, because going past my bedroom window (we live in a bungalow) was the sound - the very clear, definite sound - of two horses, unshod, walking along as they were going through reeds or long grass. Which was extraordinary, as I’d cut the grass that very day -  it had been long but it was completely short. But it was a swishing, wooshing noise. And coming behind these two horses was the sound of a very very heavy wooden cart, the wheels just rumbling along. Not going very fast, as you might imagine a chariot - just rumbling along. Whether it was a funeral procession..? Perhaps it could even have been that. But it was such a heavy wagon or whatever tey would or cart they were dragging that the walls of the bungalow were actually reverberating, it was like being in the middle of a w movie, just the noise of the horses and cart going past. And my friend in the room next door heard exactly the same thing. And although she’s a much lighter sleeper than I am (I normally sleep through anything), we both rushed out into the hallway. And funnily enough, her husband didn’t hear anything - nothing at all - and yet the two of us heard the most tremendous rumbling going past. We thought our horses were out, looked out the window in a panic, and we were going to have to rush out and herd them up. But they were just going past too slowly for that. You couldn’t see anything, and our own horses a few hundred yards away were completely silent.

So we then heard it move away. We looked through the windows and couldn’t see a thing. Again it was completely black, and it seemed to move across the road, away from the strood, and go up in the region of Dawes Lane.

Narrator: Many other people have heard similar sounds of carts and chariots moving across the island. Others claim to have seen the centurion husband, perhaps on his way to visit his wife’s tomb.

Alfred, local resident:  One .. night my friend and I came back from Colchester. We’d been to one of the pubs there, and had a few drinks and saw some of our girlfriends and that. We came back onto Mersea Island over the strood, on the East Mersea road. And we turned into Dawes Lane about 400 yards up the road, where there was a pond and haystacks. Misty night…  in the headlights this figure came out between the pond and the haystacks. Walking towards the mound. And he looked like a Roman centurion. He had a helmet on with an eagle on the front, he had a shield, a sword… umm, he had a uniform on, and he sort of had a red skirt, but you couldn’t see his legs. And we stopped the car and my friend said “We’ll have him tonight!” and he jumped out of the car and I followed. We got about 400 yards in the road where theres a mound - roman mound with an opening in it. And, um, he sort of looked at us and then he disappeared.

Valerie, local resident: We were coming, coming along Mersea strood one evening, about 12 o’clock. It was high tide and the full moon. And as we were going along the strood, I was happened to look across the opposite side of the road. And there was somebody walking along, and I looked, and it was the Roman ghost. And I said to my husband, “oh look - there’s the Roman ghost!” and my husband said “Don’t be so silly, what on earth are you on about?” W turned around and came back, and we came along slowly, and I wound my window down on my side (because I was on the near side), and had a look. And there was this Roman - and my husband saw him as well. He was all dressed up, and holding his two spears. And he was had all the leather sort of skirt on, and he was sort of very upright and straight. And he was quite a large man. And he was just looking straight ahead. He was looking - all his face was all, a rounded face, and his eyes was just looking straight ahead. And we were further up, and turned round, then when we turned round and came back, he’d just completely disappeared. And the water was at high tide - it was level with the pavement. And there was no boats, no cars, not a bicycle, nothing, and he just completely gone.

Narrator: Sounds of course terribly inexplicable, but what can possibly be happening in these kinds of experience? How can Roman soldiers still be marching across the country nearly 2000 years after they left these shores? What do the scientists have to say about it all?

David Fontana, Professor of psychology: Well that’s a major question. When the Society for Psychical Research was set up a century ago, by a group of very distinguished academics from Cambridge University, they thought that they would very quickly, by scientific methods, they would find out the reality or otherwise of phenomena of this kind. Well, a hundred years later we’re still searching, we’re still looking. And the society, over that century, has had many of the most brilliant scientists in the country as members. All they been able to do is be relatively convinced that these phenomena have happened. Far from an explanation, it ends up in the end as a matter of belief

Narrator: One explanatory theory that has some currency, is that in some way building and rocks and the earth itself absorbs energy from the living beings who inhabit them. And that later on, under certain conditions, that energy - that signal - can be replayed rather like a cd or a tape. Indeed, it’s called the stone tape theory.

Archie Roy, Professor of astronomy: You have to postulate that in the case of a typical haunt some very emotion-laden scene or some very important scene from the point of view of the humans that took part in it, has in some way become registered on the environment. Not necessarily in a house, maybe even outside. And that it looks like, it’s almost like, a sort of psychic video that has been created. And someone who comes along who’s sensitive enough to act as a “psychic video player” will actually play that tape and see the figures, or perhaps even hear voices or hear sounds. And it is nothing - it is nothing to do with the people who were originally there, who are no longer there. It is simply a record.

Jim Lyons, Research physicist: If you imagine some sort of environment, say some individual undergoes some drastic experience like decapitation or something like that, then the energy liberated at that point in time is in fact transmitted - expelled - into the surrounding material and stored in that material. The subtle energies, a series of vibrational frequencies, can in fact then be read out at some later time - very much like a video recording. So a sequence of rather drastic events can in fact be recorded in living matter.

Narrator: At the Cavendish laboratory in Cambridge, one eminent physicist, Brian Josephson explains an even more outlandish possibility. That inanimate matter could actually have consciousness. In its present state of knowledge science couldn’t deny such a proposition.

Professor Brian Josephson, Nobel Laureate in Physics: the idea that a piece of matter could hold impressions of the past is a surprising observation that would be very hard to explain. And the only way I could understand it, would be if the stone or whatever it was had some kind of consciousness, and could remember on that account. Um. Now whether it could have consciousness or not, we don’t know. Consciousness is assumed to be always connected with brains, but we don’t really have any kind of theory of consciousness in science which would tell us that is should be associated entirely with brains. So if science were ever to have a proper explanation of consciousness, or proper theory of it, it’s always possible it might allow a wider collection of objects than just brains to express it.

DF: My hope is that science will be able to demonstrate these things in a reliable way in the future, and be able to provide a scientific explanation in the future. Which is in no sense saying that they would not be spiritual or religious or   in orientation, because the two things need not be separate in that sense.

Narrator: But clearly science is still struggling for an explanation for things and events that it’s not really equipped to explore. Meanwhile, there is no doubting the validity of Harry Martindale’s extreme experience, and it is burned into his memory as vividly now, as on the day he experienced it.

HM: One of the churches here in York, they, er… put pressure… pressure on me as a Christian. They didn’t think it was right that I should mention my ghost story. And I went along with this for a while, but then I think – “No! Why? Why shouldn’t I mention it?” I‘m not trying to convince you that what I saw in here happened. I know it happened to me. Whether you believe this or not, it doesn’t bother me whatsoever. No one has ever turned round to me and says “You’re a liar.”

 

Transcript of the Stocksbridge Bypass episode of "Strange But True."

This is my own transcription - I've tried to make it as accurate as possible with the witnesses' words, but have left out a few of the "aarghs" and "what is it?!"s of the reconstructions.

This one was first aired a few years before the 'Ghosthunters' episode, on the 2nd December, 1994 (so says Wikipedia).

 

Michael Aspel: Of all the people who claim to have witness unexplained phenomena, very few can offer what can be regarded as proof. Their stories can be easily dismissed - and often are - but do they deserve more? All we can do is look them in the eye, and decide for ourselves whether they’re genuine, and ask ourselves why anyone would make up such a story especially when they risk ridicule. The key witnesses in our first story tonight are people you’d normally trust. Some indeed have frequently given evidence in courts of law. Here’s the story, believe what you will.

Ever since building work began, a new section of road across the top of the Peak District has attracted reports of strange happenings. The first was from two security guards, and this is what they saw one night.

Voice of Peter Owens, security company manager:  A group of children running in a circle, in a field, at the side of a construction site. The time was round about midnight and you just wouldn’t see the children playing there at that time of night when it was so far away from any houses. And the children disappeared. They were security men who’d been in the industry a long time, they knew the job, they’d worked nights for a number of years, and not the type of people that you’d expect to be scared.

Michael Aspel:  The A616 used to pass straight through this old steel town, but then the road planners got to work on Stocksbridge - they built a sweeping new bypass. While it may have made the town quieter, some believe the bypass disturbed something that would have been best left alone. Certainly the two security guards who were watching over the equipment being used to build it would agree. But they were still puzzling over the sight of the children. But that was just the beginning.

Peter Owens: The next incident was later on that night.

(reconstruction): Here, stop the car, look there’s someone up there.

Don’t be daft. There can’t be.

Yes there is, look! You drive around, shine your lights on’t bridge, I’ll wait down here.

Peter Owens: They immediately started the vehicle up, shone the headlights towards the hooded figure and the headlights actually shone through the figure.

(reconstruction): Oh god! It’s disappeared into thin air!

Let’s get out of here!

MA: The men in a state of shock called their boss out. He was alarmed at the state they were in.

PO: They were physically shaking, the complexion was very white and pallid. One of the guards was actually crying.

(reconstruction): It were difficult to describe, it looked like a monk.

I mean what were it doing there? It were evil.

How can it just disappear??

M.A.:  First thing the next morning the men went to the police. The officer on duty knew them.

PC Dick Ellis: It were obvious they’d seen or heard something. They were both spooked, and basically I said to them - it’s not really a police matter, and there was nothing I could do about it, and perhaps jokingly I told them that really they needed the church more than they needed the police.

MA: But they took him seriously - they went to Stocksbridge church and refused to leave.

DE:  About an hour or so later I received a phone call from my boss, and I was told to go up to the church and sort this matter out. Firstly to get them out of the church, and then to see if I could find out anything that they’d actually seen, heard, or whatever.

MA:   The security guards never, it seems, got over what happened to them.

PO:  One of them left after 3 days, and the other one stayed with us roughly 2 to 3 months. And neither of the two guards would set foot on that site again, even in the daylight.

MA: While the bypass was being built, runner Graham Brooke was training for a marathon. One day he was out jogging with his son, Nigel.

GB: I saw a chap walking with his back to the traffic, he was walking in the middle of the road.

Nigel:  I looked at him and you could see he had no features to it except for a nose and eye sockets.

GB: I could smell like this fusty rotteny smell.

Nigel: Not a human type smell.

GB:  And then I could see that he wasn’t walking on the road, he was like walking in the road, and from below the knee down, you know, you couldn’t see anything.

MA: Each time things are apparently seen, the descriptions vary, but the reputation of the bypass deepens.

David Simpson:  We were coming home from Judi’s parents over the bridge that goes over the bypass.

Judi Simpson:  I could see out of the corner of my eyes like a grey apparition - there was actually no facial expressions.

DS: It was hovering, arms and legs were flailing all over the place.

[reconstruction]: That’s strange it looks like a man running – but he’s not running on the ground.

DS: It ran up the embankment.

JS:  It actually rose from the side into the road, and disappeared into the car.

DS:  I can think of no other explanation for what we saw - in my mind (I think in both of our minds), what we saw has to, had to have been a ghost.

MA:  So if something does keep appearing on the bypass, what is it? Lucinda June is a psychic. She says she knows.

Lucinda June: I was driving along the Stocksbridge bypass, and the car started to become very very cold. With this came a smell of musty books. Then all of a sudden, a darkness appeared to the left hand side of me, and I felt very very frightened. And I did pick up the spirit of a monk that had been there 500 years previous.

MA:  But why should a long dead monk be on what is now the Stocksbridge Bypass?  It has been discovered that there were once monastery farms in the area.

Trevor Lodge, local historian: The rumour, or the story, is that one of these monks became disillusioned with the rather harsh autocratic way of life. He came here to Underbank Hall, and worked the rest of his natural life here as groundsman, or whatever, and subsequently when he died he was buried in unhallowed ground.

MA: Some believe the bypass may have been built over the supposed monk’s grave. And they also have theories to explain the children seen by the security guards.

TL:  Children were used in the valley’s coalmines in the late-18th and mid-19^th century, and the rumour suggests that there’s been some sort of mining catastrophe.

MA: So, a phantom monk, ghostly children... After dealing with the security men in the church, PC Ellis and his colleague John Beet were sent to investigate.

[reconstruction]: Let’s switch the radios off.

Dick Ellis: We sat in the panda car with the lights off and the engine off. We sat looking at the bridge and after a while I was convinced I could see something moving about on the bridge. Not wanting to spook meself or John I kind of looked at John.

[reconstruction]: Hang on, what’s that up there?

Go and see what it is, Dick.

DE: I actually climbed up the ladder onto the bridge, and there was a lot of things scattered about on the top of the bridge.

[reconstruction]: It’s only a sheet of polythene.

John Beet: Although once we thought we’d found out what it was, and what was actually on the bridge, we decided to give it another 10, 15 minutes and say we’ll forget it and go back on our normal patrol.

DE:  I suddenly got this feeling - you can’t explain it, there’s the saying ‘someone’s walked over your grave’ which turns you cold. And I then became aware that somebody now had appeared directly on my right hand side, and was virtually leaning and pressing themselves against the car. I managed to cast my head quickly to the right and remember seeing the upper section of somebody’s chest, torso, and a clear v-sign [he indicates as if a V-neck jumper neckline]. When I got out on my side, not a person, nothing about at all. I even hit the deck and looked under the vehicle because nobody could have run away from us, there were bankings on both sides, nobody ran forwards or backwards.

JB:  We went to start the car and at first the car wouldn’t start, and we stated to panic a little bit.  We drove off and radioed our colleagues.

DE: There was a bang behind the car which I can only really put down to sounding like somebody was hitting the back of the car with something like a baseball bat or a pickaxe handle. Things on my job have frightened me, and it wasn’t the sort of fear you get from violence offered towards you or anything like that. It was more the kind of dread feeling, or knowing that something’s happening that you have no control over. [Beet agrees].

MA: Just for the record, the Stocksbridge Bypass was opened on Friday 13^th.

Ghost Hunters: The Haunted Bypass

This is my own transcription of the episode so there may be minor differences between what I've written and what the witnesses said. This episode about the Stocksbridge Bypass hauntings was first shown on 9th of March, 1997.

Part One.

Dick Ellis: It all started about about ten years or so back, when two security men who were working on the bypass came into the police station one Monday morning, to report they’d seen a ghost. Both of them were known to me through the time they’d spent up there doing the security job. They told me they’d seen a headless figure on the new Pearoyd bridge. And basically I couldn’t offer them any advice, and more jokingly than anything else, at that time I told them it was the church they required and not the police. And off they went up to Stocksbridge to actually seek (as it turned out), to seek sanctuary in the church. 

Narrator: Dick Ellis is a no nonsense policeman, in the small steel making town of Stocksbridge in Yorkshire. The town straggles  along a narrow valley on the eastern slopes of the Pennines. It’s dominated by the big central structure of the steelworks. In 1987 they began to build a bypass to carry traffic up across the hills. And things began to happen. One night for example, two big tough security men experienced something so strange and so unnerving they took their story to the police. 

DK: They were there basically to frighten people away - they were the type that if there were a group of lads up there nicking something, and they got out of the landrover, the landrover would raise up in the air by a foot because of their size, and you’d run. They were there to put the fear of god up people, and it worked well. They were really genuinely nice blokes. And the morning they came down to Deepcar to report it, they were both very very shaken. Something had scared them.

Narrator: Understandably enough, the initial police response was pretty sceptical, but there was no doubt that the security men had been very severely frightened. The claimed their landrover had been bounced and rocked around with them in it, by something they could neither see nor explain. It had scared them stiff.

Mick Lee (managing director of the security firm): What made it worse in many ways, and convinced me that something serious had happened, was that 12 hours later I sent them home and got them some medical attention, and the vicar of Stocksbridge was involved. Then I got them to come back in the office about 7 or 8 at night and saw them again, and they were really no better, they’d quietened down a little bit, but their nerves were absolutely shot, and clearly they had been, well, traumatised.

Narrator: Within a matter of weeks both men had given up their jobs, so their lives had certainly been changed by their psychic experience. As for the police, since the report has gone into the logbook, Dick Ellis was told to investigate it. A few nights later he decided to spend some time up at the roadworks with a colleague, observing what went on.

D.E.: We parked up about 100 yard from the bridge where the sighting had been, and we sat there in the darkness, radios off, nothing happening around - we were just waiting. We’d been there a good 20 minutes, possibly a bit longer. By now my eyesight had adjusted to the darkness, it was a lovely clear night, the stars were out over the lot. It was a very pleasant evening, nice and warm. And we could see something moving on the bridge. John, the special who was with me, I could see he was paying attention to the bridge - I was looking at the bridge because something was moving. After a while we both mentioned it to each other, and we walked up to the bridge, looked and we couldn’t see anything. We went back to the car, got in the car - obviously when you get in the car the lights come on so you lose your night vision. 

After a few minutes we’re back to the darkness, and the same thing was moving, it was moving sideways on the bridge. This time I took a torch from the car, gone up, climbed up the ladder onto the bridge, and thankfully we found quite a few pallets of large concrete blocks that were covered in polythene sheeting. That was moving about quite freely in the breeze. I fastened it down with the bricks, we got back down, got back in the car, again after a few moments til we’d adjusted - it had stopped. We were relieved - we weren’t frightened, we hadn’t spooked ourselves. We were quite openly joking about it, thinking if anyone knew we were here, they’d think we were absolutely raving mad. So we weren’t hyped up, expecting anything to happen - we were calm. And we were almost getting to the point where we thought ‘let’s leave it, nothing’s going to happen’ – and - it’s hard to explain what happened. We were sat in a Vauxhall Astra, in a three door Astra. The windows were both down, so you’ve got quite a wide doorway with a large windowsill. My arm was out of the window. I was looking in the rear view mirror and also in both side wing mirrors, expecting at any time someone to try to sneak up on us and set us up - so I was ready for that. When, - to give the term ‘when someone walks over your grave’, when you go deathly cold - I just suddenly went so cold I couldn’t speak. I can’t remember if I stopped breathing but I would say not, I could get my breath. But I knew that from nowhere, suddenly, somebody was here. And when I say ‘this close’ I mean ‘this close’ - somebody was pushed against the car window, with the entire torso region being pressed through the open window. Strange thing was, I couldn’t feel anything on my arm, and my arm would have been out, and anything there would have been pressing against my arm, but I couldn’t feel that. I just knew that somebody’s chest area was pressed against the window. I couldn’t speak to tell John because I just froze. I was thinking ‘Christ how the hell did this thing get here’ when as quickly I could think that, it had gone. 

All me senses came back - I momentarily cast my head to the side and it had definitely gone. I was just about to say to John, something along the lines of ‘what was that?!’ when he let out such a scream and ended up physically off the seat - up towards the ceiling, the roof of the car, and just screamed. I jumped out of the police car, ran round the back, expecting what had gone from my side was now at his side - to find nothing. I asked him what he’d seen and he said, at the same time I’d sensed something on my side, he’d sensed something had appeared on his side. It might have been a split second with his scream and with the way I felt. I then told him to stop in the car, I got the torch, I even looked under the car, I looked all the way round it, I looked up the banking to the left I looked up the banking to the right - there was nothing there. Nobody could have got on us that quick and then got away that quick. To double check on this, the bypass then was just mud, and all there was was tyre tracks and there was actually our footprints where we’d twice walked up the bridge and come back, so we’d no footprints. 

So we didn’t know what to make of it, we got back in the car, I drove up to the bridge. There was a dirt track taking you up onto the old Pearoyd Lane although the bridge wasn’t open, and we parked on the top. And we were sat in the car, when something hit the car from behind. The car didn’t physically move, although it felt as though somebody had hit us, or run into the back with the crashing noise. We both then jumped out the car thinking something had hit us, obviously. And I went to the back of the car and again there was nothing there at all. But within the space of a few seconds something hit the back of the police car four or five times. Now, it wasn’t long (using this just as a ‘for instance’), it wasn’t long after the miners’ strike had finished, and we’d been used to being in police cars that were being attacked by people with sticks, baseball bats, clubs (call them what you want),  - and it was that same kind of banging on the back of the car, as though someone was hitting it with a large implement - wood, metal, whatever. We then thought, this is odd. I didn’t get the strange feeling back again, the feeling of coldness, but we didn’t like it this time, this was scary.

Narrator: As with the night watchmen, the car wasn’t damaged in any way, but there can be no question as to the genuineness of Dick Ellis’s experience. It takes a lot of courage for a policeman to talk about seeing ghosts, in front of his colleagues. Dick went further and put a full report into the station log. And over the following months there were several similar reports. Many of them mentioned a monk-like figure – dark, hooded, sometimes moving quickly up the embankment or through a car’s headlights.

Melbourne, Haulage driver: When you parked up, you’d to find a place where you could put your trailer, cos there were that many trailers in - you had to find an empty space. So I found a space, and then I stopped again in the wide part to take my ropes off, to back the trailer in. When I were taking the ropes off, down the nearside of the trailer, I suddenly went very cold. And it was a warm night. And very cold. And I got a musty smell, and glancing up I saw this figure of a monk just gliding through the headlights, and disappear among the other trailers. I wasn’t frightened but I was a little bit unnerved when I saw it. And quite a few times after that, at that time, I got that same smell, but I never saw that figure again. And that particular night when I saw it, I told the boss when I got back: he said ‘oh you’ve seen it as well’.

Narrator: Monks, even ghostly monks, aren’t the sort of the thing you’d connect with a steel town, but when we looked into the history of the valley we found there were clear links: there were two monasteries close by that went back as far as the 12^th century. One was of the Cistercian order, which has a very strict code. And we found a local legend of a monk that had broken his code, and had left the monastery to take a job on a local farm. When he died he had to be buried in unconsecrated ground, up on the hillside. Very close it seems to the line of the cutting for the new bypass. Had the roadworks disturbed a still troubled spirit?

Part Two.

Narrator:  The Stocksbridge bypass was completed in 1989. It now carries a steady stream of traffic up over the Pennines. But it has something of an unhappy record - in fact it’s become an accident blackspot. There’s even been some suggestion that the accidents have been due to the strange sightings, because they’ve gone on. Ordinary people have no doubt they’ve seen something not of this world, which they can’t forget. 

Judy: We were coming over the top, going down the road, and over the bypass and into a village called Wortley. As I was driving I looked to the left hand side, and (um) there was a figure of what looked like a human being, just the outline of a body and a head. Um, I couldn’t actually see any facial expression, it was just a body, arms and legs, torso. Then I looked again, also my husband was looking, and there wasn’t actually any feet touching the ground, it was elevated, perhaps about 12 inches. And the arms and legs were all distorted and just moving in weird directions, so it was really weird. And then within seconds, really, from seeing this figure in the middle of the field, it was at the bottom of an embankment, the embankment that led up on to the road where we were driving. And within seconds from being at the bottom of the embankment it rose into the air, and actually kind of fell in front of the car. I mean I slowed down very very quickly, I put my foot on the brake, but to both our amazement, it just vanished.

David:  It was a strange feeling, it brought goose bumps up on my arms. Um. I can only have one thought in my mind, that it was an apparition or it was a ghost.

Neville, bus driver: As we turned the corner, you walked in what can only be described as opening a great big freezer door, and walking into it, and it felt like a brick wall at the same time, it was immensely cold. And we just carried on walking up the lane after it sort of took us breath for a second, and it finished up with us shaking uncontrollably, and we knew for a fact we weren’t shaking. And as we went up the lane, slowly walked up the lane to the entrance to this field, all the back of your neck started to crawl, your scalp, and it just felt as though your hair was beginning to stand on end. And the oppression started to come, it was really bad, heavy. And we could see what can only be described as a monk racing around the field at great pace, one minute he was stood at the top corner, then he was off, he was missing, then he was at the corner, then he was at the entrance to the field, he was actually prancing around.

Narrator: There have been many sightings like that, a strange human like figure half seen, half not seen. It seems to be able to move with great speed across the fields and roads. But other sightings are quite different - they’re filled with immense detail about the clothes and the appearance and manner of the apparition.

Graham, builder:  This particular night Nigel decided to come with me, and we set off running and we got up to Wortley quite a bit later than what I would normally run if I was running on my own. And on the way back it was coming dusk, and as I was running in front of Nigel I saw in front of me, just as I was pulling into a layby to mark time for Nigel to catch me up, a guy walking with his back to the traffic. And I thought ‘whoa this is dangerous,’ and I looked over my shoulder and Nigel was getting close to me. And then I realised that this guy wasn’t walking on the road, he was walking in the road. And at first I couldn’t, my eyes were telling me he was doing this and I just couldn’t believe what I was seeing. And the guy was getting nearer and he was actually walking, I could only see from probably about there [indicates shin height] - about a foot of him was walking in the road. And he was in very old dark brown clothes and he got a cape on. And the cape, as he got nearer, I could see it was buttoned every half inch down. It was like eyelets, it wasn’t buttonholes like we have nowadays, it was like eyelets. And the face was just like black, like a chap who comes out of the mine, but it was a dull brown, and there was no actual face, it was like black sockets where his face was. And he’d got a big bag with him, it was like trailing in the ground. And Nigel stood at the side of me, and I turned to look at him, and his hair was standing on end, and I could feel all the hair on the back of my head standing up. And as I looked back to say something to Nigel, when we looked back again he’d just disappeared.

Nigel, student:  It was difficult to believe what I’d just seen. It came to us like a normal person and as it got close you could see there were no... you couldn’t see anything like below its knees. And we just got a feeling of fear and decided to run as fast as we could. And it was strange because you could tell straight away it wasn’t normal - the facial features and everything, no eyes, no nose.

Graham: The funny thing about it was, there was this queer musty smell. And I never said anything to Nigel, but Nigel said ‘Pooh, Dad, dint he smell?‘ And that was it, he just disappeared and there was just this fusty smell.

Narrator:  That account clearly carries the ring of truth about it. The fact that the figure walked on a lower ground level, a ground level that existed in previous centuries, also tallies with our research in other parts of the country where the apparitions are associated with much earlier times. But the big question of course, is what do we think is going on around Stocksbridge? There are large deposits of iron ore in the region, which would affect the local magnetic field. And there are overhead power lines, big electrical substations near the steel smelters. Could they be having some sort of triggering effect?

Dr Richard Wiseman, parapsychologist:   Some scientists have argued that if you place the human brain, or at least some types of human brain, those with a large amount of flux or activity in the temporal lobes, into a very strong magnetic field, you’ll be able to induce an anomalous experience. Now the evidence for that comes from laboratory based studies, where they’ve placed very strong magnetic fields across the brain and across the temporal lobes in particular, and people have reported very strange experiences. Now whether you could ever get those sorts of strength of field out in the real world, under power lines or by power stations for example, is a different issue. There’s no evidence you can achieve those sorts of flux out there in the field. But still, it’s an attempt at a normal explanation to explain paranormal phenomena.

Narrator:  But magnetic effects or not, speak to the people who’ve had these experiences at quite different times and places, and there can be no doubt but the powerful impact on them. Not just the profound emotional nature of the experience, but the quality of the recall – the detail of the coat fastening, or the line of a collar, or the thud of something invisible hitting a car. Science finds these accounts of the paranormal almost impossible to deal with because they seem to lie outside all the established laws.

Professor Ian Stevenson, University of Virginia:  I think the resistance of other scientists (that is, those who’ve looked at the data) comes from the subversiveness of what we’re saying - that there is a lot more to human personality than they have allowed for.

Science spent a very long time building up a particular world view, and that excludes the existence of paranormal phenomena by definition. If we’re going to include those phenomena, we’re going to have to radically change that world view. And we only want to do that if the evidence is extremely good, we don’t want to make a mistake and say ‘ghosts exist, we do survive death’ and then find out we’ve got it radically wrong. Science is by its nature a very conservative process, you slowly collect the evidence, present it to peer groups, see what they think. If it’s accepted, it slowly becomes integrated into scientific theory. But it’s very early days yet and a lot of the paranormal phenomena would mean that we do have to radically change how scientists see the world.

What is at stake of course is huge: nothing less than the most profound challenge to the way the human machine works. Conventional science would have us believe we are essentially bundles of molecules that come together for a brief spell of time, before dispersing back into the environment. But these widespread and unexplained events might perhaps lift the veil onto another kind of reality: the possibility that there is an entity, a something that we call the mind, that might be capable of an independent existence, able to survive the dissolution of the body, even take on an apparent form. It’s an uncomfortable question, but one that increasing numbers of scientists are now prepared to contemplate.I think the mind is primary consciousness. It’s primary and I think irreducible. And it uses brains or a brain while we’re living, but may persist after the death of the physical brain. 

David Fontana, professor of psychology:  My own prediction would be in fact we would see that mind and brain are not the same, and that the nonlocality theory which now has quite a lot of attention among scientists (which is that the mind is separate from the brain but is normally operating through it), that this would be established within science, and we would find that it is direct contact between mind and mind that allows for these phenomena like telepathy to happen.

I try to monitor the literature of neuroscience, and read the books by neuroscientists and authorities on memory, who are totally convinced that memory is in the brain and couldn’t be anywhere else. And that personality is also in the brain, and that if this or that part of the brain is damaged then this produces this or that change to personality. And there’s no doubt that they’ve made great progress, to tell you this is the decade of the brain, but I hope that the next decade or some decade in the 21^st century will be the decade of the mind.

Narrator:  An increasing number of scientists would agree with Ian Stevenson that we need a new science, a science of the mind. But after almost 100 years of paranormal research there are those that believe that a proper understanding of it might always lie beyond our grasp.

Archie Roy, professor of astronomy:  The universe may simply be too complicated - and by the universe I mean the physical astronomical universe, but also the universe of the paranormal - may be just too complicated for us to ever understand. We can map it, we can study it, we can experiment with it, but it may well be that we will never understand it. Maybe however 21^st century some new aspect will come in which will give us a clue as to what is the best way of at least maximising our knowledge about what the paranormal is.