I love ghost stories. I don’t think Christmas or Halloween would be the same if I didn’t get to read or watch a good ghostly tale. Do I believe in ghosts? I’m not sure. It’s a question that is always open to discussion, especially when darkness falls and you’re staying in a really old house for the weekend! I don’t believe that spirits walk the earth, but then there are some things that defy explanation. There will always be those that can engineer ghostly experiences, but should we quickly dispel those people who would swear to their dying day that they had seen a ghost? Could it be simply explained that it was just a trick of the light, or perhaps something more obscure? I would love to have the definitive answer, but that would spoil the magic of the ghost story.
“It is 1938. As the shadow of
fascism darkens over Europe, strange things are happening in Alma Fielding’s
suburban home in Croydon. Crockery flies off the shelves; stolen rings appear
on Alma’s fingers, and white mice scuttle out of her handbag.
Nandor Fodor – chief ghost hunter for the International Institute for Psychical Research – arrives on the scene, determined to crack the case. As Fodor’s obsession deepens, and Alma becomes ever more disturbed, the pair find themselves in a treacherous battle of wills...”
The Haunting of Alma Fielding is not a ghost story in the
sense of a fun supernatural tale. The book examines early 20th
century history, what people were experiencing at the time, and what their
beliefs were. The narrative is carefully woven around lengthy historical
details, but they are so intriguing, you don’t want to put the book down. It is
hard to believe whether the episodes Alma Fielding experienced were real, or if
they were the work of a very clever trickster. Kate Summerscale has researched
these events, and whilst she treats Alma with respect and dignity, the facts
are laid before the reader so that they can reach their, hopefully unbiased, conclusions
about both Alma Fielding and Nandor Fodor.
Lord Rothermere had brought Nandor Fodor, a Jewish
Hungarian journalist, to the UK in the 1930s as an adviser on Hungarian
affairs. He was also the chief investigator for the International Institute for
Psychical Research, trying to uncover whether weird experiences were governed
by spirits. He wanted to find out the truth as to whether there was life after
death. Fodor wondered whether strange manifestations were a catalogue of
marvels, signs of mental breakdown, or nothing but pranks and petty crimes.
When thirty-four-year-old Alma Fielding, an ordinary
housewife, was recovering from a bout of ill health, she reported strange
happenings in her bedroom. Objects started to fly about her head.
Understandably she was terrified. Events were witnessed by newsmen who came to
see what all the fuss was about. They claimed they had seen an egg flying
towards them, coal appearing to float above the grate, and a tin opener
suddenly tearing a gash across Alma’s thumb. Would Alma finally be the person
who could assist Foder with his investigations into the paranormal?

