When I was a little boy my mum told me of a ghost that visited us. It was late in the afternoon and my mother was taking up the washing to our rooms as she reached the top of the stairs she looked right and saw a lady all in white with very long jet black hair. My mum froze stiff and could not move. The lady in white stood there for about a minute then went straight through my mum. As she went through her my mums shoulder felt like it was getting pushed back with the ghost. The ghost went straight through the wall into next doors house my mum never saw her again. But now she gets visits from my little brother and my grandad.