You may or may not remember my previous post on staying at Dalston Hall Hotel, a rather beautiful property dating back to 1507 near Carlisle in the Northern Lake District. What I didn’t tell you at the time was that Dalston Hall is said to be the UK’s most haunted hotel!

I’d done a little research before my stay at Dalston Hall so upon arriving I was prepared for the imposing building that stood before me. I actually don’t believe in ghosts or spirits so I wasn’t particularly expecting to feel anything when I first laid eyes on the place and was feeling rather smug when I didn’t.


Going inside the front door was spectacularly eerie, with a huge, heavy wooden door that creaked just the perfect amount to create an atmosphere. That feeling immediately disappeared when we stepped through the door and were greeted by the friendly staff who couldn’t have been more welcoming.

As we were shown up to our room, through the rather grand Baronial Hall and up the gently creaking stairs I still didn’t feel anything other than falling in love with the various glittering chandeliers dotted around.

I’ll admit to feeling slightly relieved when we were told we weren’t staying in any of the most haunted rooms of the hotel though. There’s said to be a maid who threw herself down the tower steps and broke her neck who haunts room number 4, and a young girl laughing is said to have been heard from the bathroom of another room.

There are stories of guests waking in the night with the sensation of someone standing over their bed, unexplained chills, strange images seen from the corner of your eye and hearing people talking when nobody is there. All very unexplained and rather wishy-washy.

After that evenings dinner and with no haunted happenings to report, Thomas went back to the room to collect something and I waited, alone, in the Baronial Hall of the hotel.

I have to confess, it did feel a little creepy, but certainly not in the sense that ghosts or spirits were present – simply because feeling all alone in the middle of an old building like this with it’s heavy, dark wood panelling, coats of arms and dusty paintings.

There’s also a heavy iron gate which bars the passage into several doors at the side of the hall. Utterly intrigued I asked the manager what lay beyond there, to which he retorted ‘conference rooms. Go down the corridor down there and take a look inside. It’s nothing interesting.’

Feeling rather disappointed I followed Thomas (just in-case) down the corridor to check out this mysterious room. We opened the door and flipped on the light switch which revealed…a function suite, just as the manager had said.

I pressed him further later and enquired as to whether he believed the place to be haunted or whether he’d witnessed any ghost sightings and he looked at me like I was mad. He told me he absolutely doesn’t believe in ghosts and has never witnessed anything supernatural in Dalston Hall.


And he lives there.

He told us about when various TV crews had been to investigate the haunted happenings at the hotel and, despite him being with them the entire time, he didn’t see a thing but they claimed they did. Hmmm. Make of that what you will.

All in all, Thomas and I left the hotel after a relaxing stay having slept like logs and heard absolutely no bumps in the night.

Have you ever stayed in a haunted hotel? What do you think of my experience?

Disclosure: I was a guest of Dalston Hall Hotel however, my opinions on ghost sightings (or lack thereof!) are entirely my own.