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Cole has an school outing to visit the Castle of Good Hope today, which he is very excited about. He was most excited when I told him that it is haunted and now he can’t wait to ask the tour guide about these ghosts. Cole has become almost obsessed with ghosts lately.

Now, I cannot tell how much of the ghost stories at the Castle are just yarns spun to scare people, or based on actual experiences. I tend to be a bit of a skeptic when it comes to ghosts, first trying to find an alternative explanation rather than resorting to the supernatural. However, there are times when explanations defy me.

A few weeks ago, we were having a braai at some friends of ours, and Wendy, my friend, tells me this story of what happened to her.

A number of years ago, her mother was terminally ill, and just before she died, Wendy spoke to her mother and told her that if she ever came back to see her as a ghost she would completely flip out, since Wendy is petrified of ghosts.

Well, shortly thereafter, her mother died, and at around that time, Wendy had a dream while she was sleeping, where her mother (looking rather healthy) was stroking Wendy’s hair and was telling her not to worry about her as she is now fine.

Rather unsettled about this dream, the next morning over breakfast, she mentioned the dream, and her father said that funnily enough, he had had the exact same dream as Wendy had. Her brother at this point got really unsettled, as he then piped up that he also had had the identical dream.

The eerie story does not stop there though. Wendy has family in the UK (over 10 000km away) and around about the same time, one of her young nieces was playing in their house, and laughing and appearing to be talking to someone sitting in an armchair.

When one of the adults came to check up on her, and asked her who she was talking to, the little girl said that the woman sitting in the armchair was making her laugh.

The armchair was empty, so confused, the woman then asked the girl who the person was, and then Wendy’s niece pointed to a picture on the wall of Wendy’s mother.

Wendy’s mother had last seen these kids (while alive) when the children were much smaller.

Now, as a skeptic, if this story had been told to me third hand, I would dismiss it as fantasy, but Wendy was adamant about the truthfulness of this story. How to explain it….I have no idea.


I have read several ghost stories surrounding Simon’s Town, quite a few of which are centred on “The Residency”, which was built in 1777 to house visiting VOC governers.

The most famous ghost reported in this building is connected with a certain painting which can be found in the Bar Room. It is a portrait of a young gentlewoman, and some people have reported seeing her still walking round the building. She is often called the “lavender lady” or the “lilac lady” and was often seen by magistrates and their wives when they had lived there.

There is also another story that there is a painting hanging in the building which cannot be photographed, and any attempt to do so results in a either a blank, or a blurry photograph.

The building is now used as the Simon’s Town Museum, and so, being open to the public here begins the adventure…..
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