Nice idea for a spooky evening at the Blackheath Conservatoire:
The Vanishing Point’s launch event on Saturday October 29: a seedy evening of suspense at the Bates Motel (19 Lee Road, London, SE3 9RQ) for a pop-up, immersive and interactive screening of Alfred Hitchcock’s Psycho alongside the most terrifyingly innovative short films from local directors.
Guests are invited to make their reservation online at http://www.thevanishingpoint.org.uk and Reception will be open for checking in at 7.30pm. For guests’ enjoyment, the motel will have a FREE BAR for the evening, with our house pianist on the grand piano, and then what? music? whispers?
“We all go a little mad sometimes. Haven’t you?”
Probably better than their original plan to screen Ghostbusters, much as I love it.
Hoping that the local film-makers have used the creepy cave-face deep below Blackheath to conjure up something terrifying!
Just as you’re settling down with your glass of sherry in front of a warm fire to watch Whistle And I’ll Come To You, a creepy thought… This is one of the most striking images from the excellent Subterranean Greenwich and Kent website. Just think, deep below Blackheath, in a freezing cold sealed cavern, the demon’s head sits in the dank air, looking out across a hidden lair…
(Terrifying 1968 version of Whistle And I’ll Come To You is here. Hopefully the remake will do it justice…)
Hey – I only just saw an old blog post of yours about the Hare and Billet Ghost. I’m actually the guy who wrote the original message board post about it, and my friends seriously saw it before Googling. Well, they say anyway.
It doesn’t seem to show any more as the AOL page it came from has been deleted, but I’ve found a cached version. If you’re still interested, I’d be grateful if you could blog it to preserve it for posterity:
“Hare and Billet Road, Blackheath, SE10
The shadowy figure of a woman dressed in Victorian clothes still haunts the area of the Hare and Billet Road.
She is thought to have been a woman who had just left her husband and was waiting for her lover, who never arrived. When she realised that she had been jilted she hanged herself from an elm tree.
Her ghost has been seen as recently as November, 1971, when she is said to have almost collided with a bank executive who did not realise that she was a ghost.”
There’s a cached version here.
I’ve no idea whether this is a genuine local myth, or has been recently created. But I suppose all myths start somehow…
Image credit: “Near the Hare and Billet Inn” – a section from a painting by Thomas Luny (1759-1837) held in the British Library.