Weird goings on in Diary

Since we moved into this house almost three years ago, some weird things have been happening. Jay thinks I’m imagining them, but I definitely am NOT imagining them. His other explanation is that it’s an old house so makes noises, but these aren’t “settling” noises, like creaks and whatnot. However, I don’t believe in ghosts or anything like that so I’m really interested to find a rational explanation for the stuff happening.

This is some of the stuff that’s happened since we moved in, that I can remember. Bearing in mind we live in a detached house so it can’t be the neighbours.

• A noise woke me up one night, like someone tipping up our recycling box. We have a box with tins, jars, bottles etc. and it makes a racket when Jay tips it into the recycling bin. This noise woke me up one night, really loud, but Jay was in bed with me. I thought maybe I had imagined it, so I lay awake and listened for a while (and I was WIDE awake by this point) and then I heard the kitchen cupboards banging three or four times, like someone was slamming them.
• One morning as I was leaving for work, I was in the hall putting on my jacket when I heard footsteps walking along the landing. I had just come from upstairs so I knew there was no one up there. I didn’t wait to see what happened next, I just left.
• A couple of days ago, Jay was in the bath and I was downstairs. I heard a huge bang from upstairs, like he’d fallen over. I ran upstairs to see if he was ok, but he hadn’t moved and thought it was me who’d made the noise. I checked around the house and nothing had fallen over.
• On Friday just gone, I was getting ready for work and went to the toilet. I then got my lunch ready and went back into the bathroom to do my make up. On the floor, right in front of the toilet, was an empty pot that had had cotton buds in it. It definitely wasn’t there when I left the bathroom or I’d have noticed it seeing as I’d just used the toilet. The window was closed so it couldn’t have been the wind.
• Friday night I was getting ready for bed and I heard the noise of a guitar falling over. I went downstairs to see if Jay had dropped his guitar, but he was sitting on the sofa and hadn’t been anywhere near it, nor had he heard the noise.
• Yesterday I was in the house on my own, my laptop was propped up against the table, where it had been for most of the day, when I heard a noise like someone hitting it and it fell over really hard.
• Also yesterday I heard a loud bang from the dining room but, when I went through, nothing was out of place.

It seems nothing happened for ages, and then five things happen in the space of a few days. As I say, I don’t believe in ghosts so does anyone have a rational explanation for these weird things; am I hallucinating? Going mad?