When I was 14 as homework we were told to go to all the churchyards in the area to find the oldest dates on the headstones, we were standing in a small area of clear ground when suddenly every hair on body stood up and I had to get out of that particular churchyard, I jumped on my bike and absolutely flew down the road until I was knackered and had to stop.

Three years later my mother (aged only 60 bless her) was laid to rest on the very spot where I had stood that night.