The Isle Of Bute 1992

I have had quite a few incidents over the years which I have not been able to explain or rationalise. The following event is one that sticks in my mind the most.

My boyfriend and I had booked a holiday in Scotland and had been travelling around. It was the beginning of October if I recall correctly but the weather was particularly mild that year and we had booked 3 days on the Isle of Bute. We had chosen a gorgeous cabin which was situated with 5 others on a private country estate overlooking the sea. It was rather remote but beautiful. The cabins were spread out over a huge area on a large sloping piece of grassland. Each cabin was accessed by a simple gravel driveway met by one solitary lane which took you up to the main entrance at the top of the hill which joined the long tree lined avenue (This led on to the huge mansion which belonged to the landowners). Also at the entrance was a smaller utility cabin which was only opened during the day and had washing machine facilities etc and on the outside a phone box (this was long before mobiles were freely in use).

The only trees to be seen were those lining the 4 mile avenue entering the estate.

We had spent the day travelling around the nearest large town after an early check in at the cabin - it was dusk as we returned back. My boyfriend was driving and we both werent talking - just taking in the views. We started driving up the avenue which was lined with trees. As we drove past, you could see past the trunks of the trees to the fields and the sea beyond.

As we started to approach the entrance to the field with our cabins, I noticed a woman standing outside the utility cabin. She had a long pale grey dress on. My first thoughts were 'She must be a bit cold wearing a nightie at this time?' I just assumed she was using the payphone. I didn't say anything to my boyfriend but continued to watch her as we drove closer along the road. I had a good, clear view of her. I saw she was crying and looked extremely pale. I was concerned as I thought something was quite wrong. We turned the corner into the field - she was gone! At the same time my boyfriend said 'Where has that woman gone?'

He had seen her too. There was no way she could have simply disappeared just like that! We stopped the car, got out looked around the cabin, which was locked. There was no sign of her. The nearest holiday cabin was a good 50 metres down and there was simply no way she could have run there in a matter of seconds? My boyfriend described her to me exactly as I had seen her. Both of us got chills down our spine. We couldn't explain it at all.

When we got into our cabin for the night we felt quite uncomfortable to be fair (we were quite young at the time) and had a rather a restless evening.

The next morning we spoke to the gamekeeper who confirmed that a 'grey lady' has often been seen. It was believed that a young woman who was scorned by her lover before their wedding, hung herself from one of the trees along the avenue.