Old Cavendish Court write up

Our team had the cafe and the main section of the courtyard to ourselves for the evening with the owner giving us some stories to go on before she left. She said that she had seen a tall black figure pass her out in the courtyard before and also felt that she had three spirits in the shop who she coexisted with pleasantly. The cellar had a history of a suicide by a male but again he didn't cause problems for the owner. As most of us gathered in the cafe awaiting the last of our group I set a dictaphone running in the cellar for five hours before retrieving it. I left to go outside as the last people turned up and re-entered the cafe to have people tell me of twelve footsteps coming up the stairs a moment ago. At least three people confirmed that they had  heard them. All I recorded on my dictaphone was one bump. This is strange though because if their ears heard it but not my equipment, then it was not a normal sound frequency as even in the cellar my recorder hears every word spoken by the group a lot further away and yet only picked up one bump from the footsteps climbing the cellar steps. We sit down around a large table and ask out. My recorder picks up a bump in the cellar. At the table we ask the glass to count out in rotations how many spirits there are in the building, to which it answers 19.  Sue sees a male and female looking into the café window but thinks that the public have a way through the yard, but all the gates are locked and only I have the keys. As the table upstairs makes brief contact with a 'Tony', my recorder hears a bump and then a knock. Tony was identified as a Medium friend of members of the  present circle. The next name to come forward is 'Darren'. Darren says that his son worked in this area. As I retrace my steps around the shop (where earlier I found no other electrical surges other than the fridge and microwave) I walk near one corner and my Gauss meter rises and shrieks up to four and a half Mg. for thirty five seconds and then it stops dead.  People had seen flashes of light in this corner and now we are drawn towards it. I fail to make it happen again. We ask for the spirit to go back to the Gauss metre which I have now left on a handrail. The glass indicates that yes it will do it again. All we hear is the device click briefly. The spirit is asked to go near me as I stand close to my device and I can see the needle wobbling but the sound not activating. Later when I check my photos there are lights caught in that area.  We decide to relocate to that corner where a heavy brown high topped table is for us all to stand around. There are a pile of toys over there that start to sing their electrical tune as we move a couch out of the way. The sound is coming from a box at the bottom that we cant actually touch. Two minutes later the toys sing again. Three minutes later they do it again. We are finally ready to start glass divination on this heavy table but are surprised to find the large table is tipping and so hurriedly remove the glass. This was a shock to me too as the weight in this table would have stopped me from attempting to table tip with it. However the large table rotated and leant dangerously and cold air was detected. Later photos of the table base caught lights beneath it. But it doesn’t last long enough to get more communication. We relocate again to a small table and contact 'David Peterson'. He table slides around the floor impressively but again few answers are taken. Bill has to back away from the group as he feels his body is being taken. My recorder picks up a bang in the cellar. I decide to go down the stairs alone in the dark for ten minutes while the group ask for any spirit to come down into the cellar and touch me. I sit there waiting to be touched but feel zero. 

The next name we get is 'Victoria'. She says that she has a message for the owner we cant seem to get it. Victoria says that she passed over fifty years ago. Vague answers follow and so I get frustrated and we stop. We refresh and then get David again who thinks Victoria is confused and he says that he is definitely not. David says he goes in the courtyard and the car park sometimes. We did catch a photo out in the seating area with four lights in a square formation but had no other communication. 

Any interesting communication was annoyingly brief and it was as if they didn't want to communicate with us. There seemed to be some electrical field walking around but other than that it was all vague. 

The next day though the owner said she felt a forth presence. She went down to the cellar and asked aloud who it was. A voice said 'John' in her ear. Two other members complained that they seemed to have taken an entity home with them.