If you go down to the Felbrigg woods today…
The other weekend the family and I decided to go for a gentile stroll round Felbrigg Hall.
It was a still, misty morning and we were the only ones around – or were we?
Deep in the Felbrigg woods we got the distinct impression we were being watched. We could feel the eyes upon us observing our every move. But by who? or more importantly by what?
Anyone else experienced this feeling whiles visiting Felbrigg Hall?
Let us know.
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