THE ABERYSTWYTH PROMENADE GHOSTS
(Phil and Marion)
I have fond memories of a holiday I once spent in the picturesque town of Aberystwyth West coast Wales, staying at the Clarendon Hotel on the promenade (1971 July 23). I do not know if the hotel still exists, perhaps you could advise me on this. Maybe it's just the fact that Halloween is looming upon us, but my mind goes back to an event which has stayed with me and my wife all of our lives and I would like to share it with you, perhaps to see if anyone can enlighten us, or have had similar experiences. I will continue in my wife’s own words : Apparently not being able to sleep and looking out from our hotel window over the promenade she saw a young girl leaning on the railings and looking out to sea, at first, all appearing normal, she thought nothing of it. Then she saw a young male running up the promenade, at this point she realised that these people were not as they seemed, they were floating silently above the pavement level by about 1' or so, to this she awoke me frantically and I rushed to the window to see. To my amazement I instantly saw that their feet were not in contact with the ground, I could hardly believe what my eyes were seeing. The young male continued to run towards the girl who turned towards him as if to greet him, they both seemed very happy to see each other as the male embraced her enthusiastically, but all of this seemed to happen in slow motion and not in contact with the floor. I realised what I was seeing was unnatural and tried to shout to them to catch their attention but was unable to utter a sound. I can still see their attire. After a short time they ran up the promenade, hand in hand, towards the beach access at the end of the promenade. I was still trying to get their attention but only a whisper would come out. Then they disappeared down the steps to the beach, into the sea at high tide, to our disbelief. We waited to see if they returned for some time, to no avail. Disbelieving what we had both seen we discussed this through a sleepless night. The next morning as we were leaving the hotel we mentioned this to the hotel proprietor, who dumbfounded and in amazement, disclosed that a young couple in the sixties some time ago had got trapped by the incoming tide on the beach, the other side of the rock at the end of the promenade of which I do not know the name. I am posting this account in the hope that someone may have similar experiences or could shed some light on the events which transpired that night.
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