Speaker 1: Approache Production, Episode one, Foxes and Ghosts. What do You
Speaker 1: Secret Now? As a teenager, I'd love nothing more than
Speaker 1: hanging out with my mates on the weekend, and as
Speaker 1: daytime to night, we'd do our best to scare the
Speaker 1: crap out of each other. We'd watch scary movies I
Speaker 1: See Dead People. We'd prank each other by hiding under
Speaker 1: the beds and around corners, and we'd try and tell
Speaker 1: all sorts of spooky stories. Most of the time, these
Speaker 1: stories were fake. They were designed to scare each other.
Speaker 1: As we got older, we stopped telling these fake spooky stories,
Speaker 1: and we probably stopped watching those scary movies too. But
Speaker 1: there was always a few of those stories that weren't
Speaker 1: made up. Well, at least they didn't seem to be
Speaker 1: made up. They sounded real because they actually happened. They
Speaker 1: couldn't be explained. And that's why we created this podcast.
Speaker 1: It's because I've got one of those very stories, a
Speaker 1: story that for years I've told at parties over dinner,
Speaker 1: and have even told it to my own teenage kids
Speaker 1: in an effort to scare them.
Speaker 2: The next thing, the cats up in the air and
Speaker 2: out through the bloody curtains. This half is evil.
Speaker 3: Whatever it is, it is an evil out the clothesline.
Speaker 3: You've got no idea, mate.
Speaker 2: We're like a helicoptersagan off.
Speaker 3: They'll get spinning, spinning, spinning down that far.
Speaker 1: Whenever I've told my story, someone else jumps in with
Speaker 1: their own story, a story that also gives me the chills.
Speaker 1: And that's what this show is all about. We want
Speaker 1: to hear your stories and want to help you tell
Speaker 1: them to the world. If you've got a story and
Speaker 1: you want to share it on this podcast, get in
Speaker 1: touch on Instagram or TikTok at the Chills Pod pod pod.
Speaker 1: So let's start my story. Actually, it's not just my story.
Speaker 1: It's the story of my dad and my mum, his
Speaker 1: brother and sister in law, and my own two brothers.
Speaker 1: It happened in nineteen seventy nine. I lived in a
Speaker 1: small seaside country town called Lancelom. It's in Western Australia,
Speaker 1: about nineteen minutes from Perth. My dad was a fisherman.
Speaker 1: Like his dad and his brother, he wasn't the sort
Speaker 1: of bloke that listens to ghost stories. He was a
Speaker 1: true blue Aussie bloke and that's how I grew up.
Speaker 1: I had two brothers, one two years younger and one
Speaker 1: three years older. I was the middle child, and in
Speaker 1: nineteen seventy nine, I was just nine years old. We
Speaker 1: lived across a lot of different houses in my nine
Speaker 1: years in this little town, but the one we were
Speaker 1: living in nineteen seventy nine was the love last house
Speaker 1: we ever lived in in that small town. One of
Speaker 1: my brothers thinks that that house is the reason we
Speaker 1: moved and that a lot of bad things happened after
Speaker 1: what happened in that house. But before I get into
Speaker 1: what happened, let me explain the house. It was a
Speaker 1: three bedroom small house. Me and my brothers slept in
Speaker 1: the same room. My older brother had his own single bed,
Speaker 1: and me and my younger brother slept in bunk beds.
Speaker 1: I had the choice of the top or bottom bunk
Speaker 1: because I was the older of the two of us,
Speaker 1: and of course I chose the top. I've only got
Speaker 1: a few memories of this house. There's the story I'm
Speaker 1: about to tell you, and one other key memory. You see,
Speaker 1: this house was surrounded by bushland. It was just off
Speaker 1: the main road into Lanceln, and it was a pretty
Speaker 1: new house. It had only been built a few years before.
Speaker 1: It was by far one of the nicest houses I'd
Speaker 1: lived in as a kid. What made this place special
Speaker 1: was it just out of the back door, which was
Speaker 1: attached to the kitchen was our backyard. There were no fences,
Speaker 1: just an old clothes line. The famous Australian hills hoist
Speaker 1: Larnce Hill, an innovator of practical solutions, saw the market
Speaker 1: for a revolutionary new rotary clothes line together with his
Speaker 1: brother in law. It was the round one that if
Speaker 1: d wasn't watching, we might swing on like a merry
Speaker 1: go round during the day because we had no fences
Speaker 1: and we backed onto bushland. One night when we first
Speaker 1: moved in, we went out of the back door from
Speaker 1: the kitchen to put the rubbish in the trash and
Speaker 1: we saw a fox going through our bin. My dad
Speaker 1: shoot it away, but foxes loved food, and we soon
Speaker 1: learned that each night this one fox would come back
Speaker 1: to the back of our house looking for food. Me
Speaker 1: and my brothers started making it a regular thing. After dinner,
Speaker 1: we would take our leftovers out the back door in
Speaker 1: a bowl and leave it for the fox, and then,
Speaker 1: like clockwork, the fox would come to the bowl and
Speaker 1: eat our scraps. We love this nightly ritual. My dad
Speaker 1: and Mum not so much. I think they thought we
Speaker 1: weren't eating all of our dinner just so we could
Speaker 1: feed the fox, and they were probably right. I know
Speaker 1: this doesn't seem like that's spooky so far, but that
Speaker 1: fox and that back door will be very important in
Speaker 1: this story. I saw. So important about this story is
Speaker 1: why what happened happened, and to tell that part of
Speaker 1: the story. I wanted to chat to my dad. Now
Speaker 1: he's told me this story in passing, but not in
Speaker 1: the detail that he went into when I called him
Speaker 1: one Sunday afternoon to see how he was doing. All right,
Speaker 1: I'm going to call my dad and see what he remembers.
Speaker 1: Great ghost story is.
Speaker 2: Well, we went to our another place up there one night,
Speaker 2: Ronda rub and she said come around. We'll have a
Speaker 2: say once, and we're living in Livery and courts. The
Speaker 2: new kids were living there too, and that said man, Mum,
Speaker 2: she said, don't drink, be sober when you come. So
Speaker 2: we laid up the grog old day old day and
Speaker 2: night we went around there so anyway we out come
Speaker 2: the Widgi board. So that was good. So Ron and
Speaker 2: knew how to do it, and the candles were going
Speaker 2: on that, so put down and she said, call back someone,
Speaker 2: and I called back Joe Hubbard, felt it out, Joe Hubbard.
Speaker 2: The next thing, she had cats and they were sitting
Speaker 2: in the window, still at the house. The next thing,
Speaker 2: the cat up in the air and out through the
Speaker 2: bloody curtains. All the curtains started going mate, and that
Speaker 2: was it. And I spoke to someone else about it, said,
Speaker 2: we then make look, don't get into it, don't even
Speaker 2: go near it. At its back, he's calling something back
Speaker 2: that we shouldn't do, you know what I mean? I thought, Oh,
Speaker 2: my godfather.
Speaker 1: Yeah, So mum and dad had a seance, wijiboard and
Speaker 1: all that stuff. They would have been in their mid twenties,
Speaker 1: and for them it was just a bit of fun.
Speaker 1: But it didn't turn out like that. And what happened
Speaker 1: next gave me and still gives me the chills. It
Speaker 1: was a Friday night, a school week had finished and
Speaker 1: Dad was home for the weekend from his overnights out
Speaker 1: at sea fishing for crayfish. We had our nightly ritual dinner.
Speaker 1: Then after dinner we grabbed our leftovers and took it
Speaker 1: out in the back door for the fox. The fox
Speaker 1: came and ate and we left, and then me and
Speaker 1: my two brothers came inside for our showers before we
Speaker 1: watched some Telly and went to bed. At about eight
Speaker 1: thirty that Friday night, we were ushered off to bed
Speaker 1: while Mum and Dad cleaned up and had a beer
Speaker 1: and a chat in the kitchen. There was nothing really
Speaker 1: significant about that night. My brothers and I had no
Speaker 1: idea that a few nights before, Mum and Dad had
Speaker 1: called on the spirit of a departed friend at a seance.
Speaker 1: But what I remember next was my dad waking us
Speaker 1: three boys up angry. It was just after midnight that
Speaker 1: same night. From memory, he was saying, who's been out
Speaker 1: the back door to feed the fox? After Mum and
Speaker 1: I went to bed, us boys were all sound asleep,
Speaker 1: so when Dad came in, he scared the life out
Speaker 1: of us, and to be honest, we didn't know what
Speaker 1: the hell he was on about. He said that the
Speaker 1: back door was wide open and one of us must
Speaker 1: have done it. We promised him we hadn't, and he
Speaker 1: turned off our lights with a grumble, then re locked
Speaker 1: the back door and Dad went back to bed. I
Speaker 1: don't know how much longer it was, but it was
Speaker 1: long enough for all of us three boys to be
Speaker 1: asleep again when Dad came storming in the room. This
Speaker 1: time he was even angrier. Which one of you, little
Speaker 1: so and sos has been outside? Now? I can tell
Speaker 1: you the language used at the time was far more
Speaker 1: colorful than what I just used. Then he accused us
Speaker 1: of going outside, opening the back door and leaving it
Speaker 1: wide open. We promised, under the threat of a smack,
Speaker 1: that neither of us went outside. He said that maybe
Speaker 1: my older brother had slept walk and we said he hadn't.
Speaker 1: But Dad was angry, and something told me at the
Speaker 1: time that he had some idea of what was happening,
Speaker 1: but he didn't want to admit it. Again, Dad locked
Speaker 1: the back door, turned off our light, closed our door,
Speaker 1: and went back to bed. We all stayed asleep until
Speaker 1: the morning. I can't remember which one of us boys
Speaker 1: woke up first that Saturday morning, but I know it
Speaker 1: was always a race to get the best spot in
Speaker 1: front of the TV for Saturday morning cartoons, so it
Speaker 1: was probably me. As I walked out of our bedroom
Speaker 1: into the kitchen, I stopped in disbelief the back door
Speaker 1: that my dad had locked twice the night before, was
Speaker 1: wide open. There in the middle of the kitchen. Every
Speaker 1: single pot and pant we owned was taken out of
Speaker 1: the cupboard and arranged in a circle in the kitchen,
Speaker 1: the kind of circle that you would create if you
Speaker 1: were using a widgiboard. We were shit scared. We ran
Speaker 1: into Mum and Dad's room crying. Dad came out and
Speaker 1: saw and we expected that we were about to get
Speaker 1: into massive trouble. But that's not what happened. Dad calmly
Speaker 1: grabbed us and if you close, and drove us to
Speaker 1: a nana's house just around the corner. He said we
Speaker 1: could stay for the weekend and he left.
Speaker 2: Well, mat brig Nanna knew about it, you know what
Speaker 2: I mean.
Speaker 3: Yeah, if I told her, and I told the old man,
Speaker 3: you know what I mean, what was going on?
Speaker 2: Ah? You know, Pal, I said, No, I wasn't Dad.
Speaker 2: We didn't have a drink, you know what I mean.
Speaker 1: And that's where I thought the story ended, except, of course,
Speaker 1: until I spoke to Dad and asked him what happened?
Speaker 1: What about the what about the saucepans in the kitchen.
Speaker 1: I remember going into the kitchen and the yeah.
Speaker 2: My yeah, all of them started right on the hid.
Speaker 2: So anyway, I've only got Michelle who he was in
Speaker 2: the seances and all that, you know what I mean.
Speaker 3: And he come around and he done some and there's
Speaker 3: some that he said, what is what it is? You've
Speaker 3: got something evil in the house and sending it up
Speaker 3: this half is evil?
Speaker 2: Whatever it is, it is an evil half shure. What
Speaker 2: can you know, Michelle say?
Speaker 3: He said these prayers and all that, you know, and
Speaker 3: that never happened again.
Speaker 2: Mate.
Speaker 3: He said it was something there evil in the home.
Speaker 3: Someone had died there and was coming back.
Speaker 2: You know what I mean. All the time.
Speaker 3: I thought, oh I cry, but you know, all the
Speaker 3: sources and ship. It was just freaked out the whole joint,
Speaker 3: you know.
Speaker 2: What I mean.
Speaker 1: We didn't stay in that house so much longer, So we.
Speaker 3: Didn't stay there long after that. I think we moved in.
Speaker 3: I think we've got it. Went to the greenhouse.
Speaker 2: I'm not sure.
Speaker 1: My older brother thinks that there was some bad Jew
Speaker 1: in that house and he explained it to me.
Speaker 4: That house, that house is where so many things went wrong,
Speaker 4: like wanted things like the fox and all that sort
Speaker 4: of ship, the doors and all that ship would be open.
Speaker 4: I think sometimes, yeah, you know, unexplained beat Wine Grandpa,
Speaker 4: but we were sick. He had to meet earth. Uncle
Speaker 4: Dars went missing that same year, seven or nine, and
Speaker 4: that's my last year at the primary school in eighty.
Speaker 4: We moved in nineteen eighty.
Speaker 1: It was true. In nineteen seventy nine my mum's brother
Speaker 1: went missing on a road roller in Western Australia and
Speaker 1: it's never been found again. Franken Dolly Carr.
Speaker 3: I still read the last letter they received and their
Speaker 3: thirty two year old son Dez just before he disappeared
Speaker 3: with our trades from the main roads work gang on
Speaker 3: the Great Northern Highway south of Brooms. Eighteen months ago.
Speaker 1: My granddad got sick with cancer and had to move
Speaker 1: to Perth for treatment. He died a year later, and
Speaker 1: my brother also had his own issues.
Speaker 4: There's not so many things happened there. It's not only that,
Speaker 4: but the night before the sports carnival we were doing,
Speaker 4: we were back in long jump and all that ship
Speaker 4: knock up on my foot open.
Speaker 1: I'm I didn't have the heart to tell my brother
Speaker 1: that maybe the ghost wasn't to blame for his cut foot,
Speaker 1: and maybe it was just glass. I always wanted to
Speaker 1: know why was Dad so angry the first time he
Speaker 1: came into our room that night. I thought it was
Speaker 1: just because that he thought we'd open the back door.
Speaker 1: But it wasn't that at all. It was what happened
Speaker 1: that night, just after us boys had gone to bed,
Speaker 1: while Mom and Dad were sitting in the kitchen clearing
Speaker 1: up and having a beer.
Speaker 3: Ah, well, we're in all inside, and the next thing,
Speaker 3: the bloody clothesline out in the back of one.
Speaker 2: Of them ropery hoy, no bullshit.
Speaker 3: Started, no shit, mate, and started spinning like buggery, you
Speaker 3: know what I mean, just like a helicopter was. And
Speaker 3: there was no wind, no nothing, no nothing. So then
Speaker 3: something else freaky happened there with all the sheets on
Speaker 3: the bloody line and that were gone for the clothesline.
Speaker 2: You've got no idea, mate, It was like a.
Speaker 3: Helicopter biking, not it would just spinning, spinning, spinning down
Speaker 3: that far.
Speaker 2: It all started that they went to the seance.
Speaker 5: At the other at another house, and all this stuff
Speaker 5: started happening not long after that, not like the same night,
Speaker 5: but it was, you know, like a week after that
Speaker 5: that they went to the sales, and then things started happening.
Speaker 2: Bad news, mate.
Speaker 1: Yeah you don't and you don't believe in any of
Speaker 1: this sort of shit normally Not normally.
Speaker 2: I don't, but I do now. Might believe me.
Speaker 1: Believe me, you know, if you've got a story that
Speaker 1: could give us the chills, get in touch on Instagram
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