By Kathryn Hatchett My father used to tell me, ‘One day, my sweet, King Arthur will return to save the kingdom from peril, and all will be right again.’ Clasping blankets up to my chin in the dim twilight of a bedroom lit only by the light in the hallway, I’d drift off to sleep, dreaming of the mighty King’s return. There was a location of his reappearance too – Cadbury Castle – though when I went there in my preteen years, I was sad to find no castle. Any evidence beyond the

One of my favourite ghost stories is The Woman in Black by Susan Hill. I remember seeing it at the Swan Theatre in Malvern when I was studying GCSE drama, and yes, I absolutely jumped out of my skin. Years later I would also enjoy the two film adaptations...albeit unconvinced by Daniel Radcliffe, who was fresh out of his role as Harry Potter. I digress - I think this has to be one of the most chilling ghost stories ever penned, and little did I know that the village of Curry

It must’ve been 1989 perhaps 1990.... My friend Jim and I had just been to the Odean cinema in Salisbury. It was a Saturday night and it must’ve been autumn or winter, as it was 11:30pm, cold and dark, when we were driving home along the A36 dual carriageway heading towards Southampton and the village of West Dean. At the time I drove a 1972 Vauxhall Viva, which had a top speed of 60 miles an hour! I remember driving along at a steady 50 miles an hour talking to Jim, when sud