The Parkhouse Milestone Restaurant
Holdenby, Kettering
Northamptonshire

On 29th July 2006 I went for lunch here with friends.. it is a big old mansion house converted into a restaurant at some point in the past ten years or so. The initial attraction was a board advertising 2 for 1 main courses as we couldn’t see the house from the road.. so we didn’t know the place and when we parked up we were amazed at such a beautiful house becoming a pub/restaurant!

We sat and waited for our food, I had no intention of "investigating" as I was more interested in lunch :)

However, as I was chatting I stopped in my tracks as the energy of past events was overwhelming. I felt there had been people in white uniforms there circa 1900 and that there had been people “kept away from society” for no good reason, e.g. unmarried mothers.

I felt a dour old man with a long pinched face, high collars and a cravat was often present and that he assumed the house was still his. I heard bells ringing like those to summon servants, and felt that the restaurant /bar area I was sitting in had once been a drawing room to receive guests.

I went to the loo, and en route noticed how empty the place was for a Sat lunch time and noted there were no ladies in the bar at all.

I went in the loo, only 2 cubicles. While I was in there I heard the squeaky entry door open and someone walked in and knocked on my door! Now no-one was in the other cubicle, the room was empty when I walked in.. the door to the other cubicle was open too...

I assumed it was my friend Claire letting me know she was there, so I said “hellooo”  and then I heard the other cubicle door close and lock so I assumed it was her, although she didn't answer which I thought was odd...

When I came out less than 30 seconds later – there was no-one there! Argh! And to my shock, the cublicle next to me was still open, no closed door despite the clear closing and locking sounds.

No-one could have left the toilets as the only door in or out had the squeakiest hinge, and the door hadn’t opened. And who knocked on the cubicle door?!

I asked out if there was anyone there with me who wanted to communicate, but nothing – I felt there was a presence but left it at that and went back to my meal!

My friend went to the loo 10 minutes later and reported that the first cubicle (the one I was in) was covered in loo roll – the dispenser was open and all the individual sheets had been strewn over the cubicle floor. It was tidy and the dispenser was locked when I left – was this someone communicating after I left the room? Those dispensers lock with a key – and so how did it come undone and why was the paper in such a mess?