Chingle Hall is one of the places that claims to be Britain's "most haunted". I went there with my folks when I was a kid. The man/woman that showed us around told us that the previous night he/she and his/her "partner" had heard footsteps upstairs and when they had gone up, there was no one there. Wooooooooo.
Funnily enough, the fireplace was full of empty beer cans and my mum found a half empty bottle of whisky behind a cushion on the settee.
We were pissing ourselves by the time we left.
Haunted my arse.