[Margaret Pilkington]

During my time nursing I also had some spooky experiences.
I was working on Ward 18 at the Royal….I was just a third year student.
We had a lady who was really poorly and I was sent down to the blood fridge to get her a unit of blood.
There was a set of stone steps that was a shortcut and I took these….they led up to a place called Kelly’s attic….and it was said that a doctor had committed suicide up ther because he made a mistake and someone died.
Night staff would tell you tales like this to put the wind up you.
On my way down to the next level I passed a doctor on the stairs….a young blonde man, tall with an old fashioned looking stethoscope round his neck.
I just thought the staff nurse on the ward had sent for the doctor to assess this poorly lady….but when I got back with the pint of blood and asked where the doctor was….there had been no doctor on the ward….they were still waiting for him.
So I mentioned that I had seen someone coming up to the ward…..the staff nurse and the auxiliary both looked at each other and told me I had seen Dr Kelly.
Again, you can believe it or not, but the man I saw was as real as I am…..and I truly thought it was the doctor who had been summoned to look at our lady..