Thanks Boot, very interesting and surprising.
Sometimes memories merge into one another after a while… 
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I would imagine that it’s the sum of all the parts that give a body it’s consciousness, and should just one of the major parts fail it’s only a matter of time before consciousness leaves the body.
I would also imagine, that the brain can maintain consciousness for quite some time say, if the heart fails, and reviving the person some minutes later, the brain will still have been accepting an input from some of the other senses while the rest of the body was physically dead.
Like a candle flame gradually flickering out and being relighted from a breath of wind…
I don’t believe consciousness will persist beyond a short period after death.
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Here’s a bit of an eerie one. Many years ago I was working in an old building in Neal Street Covent Garden, just a stones throw from the underground station. Something happened, not to me but to somebody else who was working after office hours. The penny didn’t drop at the time but when it did some years later it sent a shiver down my spine. I’ll write the story up during the weekend, turning in now! 
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Okay… please forgive my rather tardy follow up on this topic but here goes.
I’m casting my mind back quite a few years back now, kindly bear with me.
I started working at Conran Associates situated in 28 Neal Street, Covent Garden at the age of seventeen. It was essentially the late Sir Terence Conran’s design studios, they also used to shoot some of the Habitat catalogue there too in the basement studio. It was a fascinating, creative environment to work in. London has changed massively since those days.
The building was 19th century, originally a warehouse of some sort. The loading platforms and lifting dericks were still in place, although used for potted flowers. There was a fella named Ron, he used to come in and work on maintenance type jobs of all sorts. I’ll put it this way, Ron wasn’t exactly the shy retiring type!
One morning morning on arriving for work my boss took me aside for a quiet word. I was on no account to laugh or take the pee out of Ron if I saw him, not that I would have dared! 
Apparently while working on his own on the first floor by the old rear set of stairs he had seen a gentleman dressed in grey “Victorian” style clothes walk past him and simply disappear. Ron was genuinely upset by what he had seen!
I really didn’t think any thing of it at the time. It wasn’t until a few years later that I became familiar with the story of William Terris the murdered Edwardian actor. One account stated that his ghost had been seen walking down Neal Street from the direction of Covent Garden underground station where his favourite bakery used to be. This would have put Terris right on course for the old rear stairs of Conran Associates!!!
Thought I’d share this one in the morning rather than at bedtime! 
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Thanks for that Chilli, I love hearing stories like that, and I believe there is something going on but nobody can explain it yet…
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Thank you Foxy!
My pleasure, and yes, I believe you’re right
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I hope i haven’t already posted this true story it is fascinating. Walking past a large old house located next door to ancient church and graveyard i stopped to chat with a man who told me he was the regular maintenance man for the owners who were away in their holiday home . He had a key and kept the house in good repair . He told me the house was haunted by an old lady he called Mary . She kept moving his tools . Heavy tool boxs would be left in the hall and he would find them in the kitchen lounge or other rooms . He was meticulous with his work and tools and knew it wasnt him . She would ruffle his hair often . He was in the lounge and it was Christmas time . The huge tree decorated . He watched in amazement as 2 baubles floated towards him very slowly and when the were approx 2ft from him dropped to the floor . The interesting thing is he started telling me the haunting story the minute i stopped to say hello , yet he didn’t know I’m a paranormal investigator. I hope one day to knock on the door and ask the owners if i could come in and meet Mary , just to say hello . The owners do know about the ghost and are happy about it . I did a bit of history follow up and the house was once a care home and in the war was used to house troops . Past staff who worked in the home knew about the visits from passsed residents, they told me it was a creepy place to work .
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@Chilliboot … I found your story interesting so looked up the named actor, and thes is a page on his life .
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Excellent!
Thank you so much Eliza, he certainly had a colourful life, albeit a short one.
Jessie Millward’s premonition is rather eerie!
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