A Face In The Fog

Everything that follows is true. You just couldn’t make it up.


Some years ago my job involved travelling. Quite a lot of travelling, I was away from home most nights of the week. The standard Euro-bland business hotel can get very boring indeed. A characterless room that could be anywhere. The same uninspiring menu in each and every town. I’d decided it was time for a change. Internet comparison sites had still to get off the ground but a constructive discussion with the reservations clerk could usually get the rates down to within the expense account rules.

And so it was that I ended up driving towards Borthwick, just south of Edinburgh. A colleague was joining me for dinner, but for the moment I was all on my own. It was a cold, and very foggy, late November afternoon. The hotel entrance was proving rather difficult to find. I’d turned off the A7 some while ago and was now in open country, but I had no idea where. And as usual I was on the phone. Lost, in the middle of nowhere, in an unfamiliar part of the country and debating a client’s business viability all at the same time. Most likely low on petrol too.

A small road sign appeared, mostly obscured by a hedge. The black symbol for a castle, I was back on track. Darkness falling. The fog getting thicker. And then there are birds.. seemingly hundreds of birds. The eerie screeching of crows going back to their roost. It was a scene straight out of a Hammer Horror. Those films where the bats fly back to the evil castle at dusk.

As I reach the hotel’s gateway, the phone signal is starting to fail. “Peter, this place is quite spooky..”

“Are y8!@ … al^%%ight?”


“…….  AL^%%IGHT?

“ ….there’s a …..” Something… someone?  moving towards me through the fog..

..wearing a doublet and hose. A wide shouldered coat with elaborately slashed sleeves. Large buckled shoes. A flat hat with a large feather sticking out of one side.

Early Tudor period would have been my best guess…


A Face In The Fog

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  1. Sue October 17, 2012 at 1:01 pm - Reply

    Flipping heck. What happened next?

    • Jessica October 17, 2012 at 1:05 pm - Reply

      I knew you’d love a Scottish mystery, Sue…

  2. john October 17, 2012 at 3:00 pm - Reply

    THANKS for that!
    just the thing I needed to read before remembering I am in the house alone tonight!
    good tale

    • Jessica October 17, 2012 at 3:04 pm - Reply

      Oh.. it gets worse. When is Chris back??!

  3. Natalie October 17, 2012 at 3:41 pm - Reply

    More more more!!!

    • Jessica October 17, 2012 at 3:58 pm - Reply

      I’m shaking just remembering..

  4. ournewlifeinthecountry October 17, 2012 at 4:28 pm - Reply

    Get on with it girl….you can’t leave it there………..gulp!!

    • Jessica October 17, 2012 at 4:41 pm - Reply

      I’m writing, I’m writing..

  5. Susan T October 17, 2012 at 6:27 pm - Reply

    I am reading this between my fingers. I need to hug the dog. I don’t know if I can stand the strain.

    • Jessica October 17, 2012 at 7:06 pm - Reply

      I need a drink and I know the ending..

  6. simone October 17, 2012 at 8:37 pm - Reply

    Maybe he was on his way to a fancy dress party?!!!

    • Jessica October 17, 2012 at 9:00 pm - Reply


  7. BadPenny October 18, 2012 at 9:16 am - Reply

    Do tell us please !!!!!

    I have a great ghost story have blogged about it several times – maybe will treat you on Halloween !

    • Jessica October 18, 2012 at 9:19 am - Reply

      Yes please!

  8. Josephine October 18, 2012 at 11:24 am - Reply

    Wow, I’m holding on to the edge of my seat…
    A Halloween tale if ever I’ve heard one !

    • Jessica October 18, 2012 at 1:14 pm - Reply

      And a true story too..
      That’s the scary bit!

  9. Anne Dickens October 19, 2012 at 10:18 am - Reply

    Gordon Bennett! I would have perished from the shock of it ……. so was the figure as clear as day, or was it all ghosty looking? Come on, tell some more …..!

    • Jessica October 19, 2012 at 10:34 am - Reply

      Keep reading, Annie..

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