When I was a child I was often caught talking to what other people would say were imaginary friends...I can't really remember. I do remember the night my grandfather died. I was in bed and I woke up to find him sat on the end of the bed. I wasn't scared, just thought he'd come over for a visit. He smiled, patted my leg and disappeared. The next morning we got the phone call to say that he passed away.

We did our Equinox Ritual last week and as we had finished calling the quarters and blessing the elements I was aware of a male figure standing behind the person standing opposite me. I dismissed it as a nosey spirit and because they didn't feel harmful or menacing I didn't think any more of it for the rest of the ritual. We continued with what we were doing....a celebration of Harvest Home. As soon as we had finished dismissing the quarters and the circle has been opened Harry let out a loud cry over the baby monitor. Both Paul and I ran up the stairs to make sure he was ok and we both saw a male figure looking into the cot. He then disappeared. Harry went back to sleep in seconds no problems.

At the beginning of August Harry's Grandad passed away. We had some warm weather and I had the bedroom windows open to get some air into the room and cool it down a bit. I would wake up in the night to find that all the windows had been shut. I asked Paul if he had shut the windows and he said no. I put it down to me possibly sleep walking (I haven't done it since I was a kid though!) However it continued to happen every night for a week so I gave in a shut the windows myself before we all went to bed. Harry's Grandad was always asking "How the little fell" was and was always concerned that he should be warm enough. We would like to think that Harry's Grandad is popping in from time to time to check up on his Grandson.