well the haunted house was pretty standard.
Things would fly across the room (which i realise doesn't sound like normal behaviour) but it became normal to me from a very early age.
There was one room in the house where it was most concentrated and , whatever , whoever was doing the haunting (?) didn't like men.
Any guy who went into that room alone came out ashen faced and confused saying that the walls were starting to close in on them. They really couldn't get out of there quick enough.
It was the downstairs bedroom and when I had parties that was the room everyone put their coats in (I didn't just have lots of random guys round)
My mum and her sister were very close and my Aunty was murdered by her husband and we often wondered if it was her, but still don't know for sure?
The house is now owned by a new family and they also have 'the ghost' still in situ