The Ghost WalkThe Ghost Walk

Join me for a pre-dinner walk around the streets of the village, in the company of the Ghosts of Prince Albert.

We set out at dusk and wander through the streets as darkness descends. The stories introduce you to characters who have lived here over the years - and the ghosts who don't want to leave! A light-hearted "one-woman show" on the move, which reveals some of the village's treasures and hidden skeletons. 

The walk takes 1½ hours. 

OFFERED YEAR ROUND - TIMES CHANGE FROM SUMMER TO WINTER

WE CURRENTLY START AT 6.30PM OUTSIDE THE FRANSIE PIENAAR MUSEUM 

BOOKING IS ESSENTIAL

The walk is through the streets, along pavements and roads, so sensible shoes are best.

All walks taken at your own risk!

Contact Ailsa at 023 5411 211 

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My sort of ghost - the Lego Ghost :-) From: Amazing lego paintings by Joe Simpson

A Karoo Tale: A Prince Albert Ghost Story – of sorts

Some years ago I took a group of children on the Ghost Walk with their parents. We had a very special evening, they were delightful youngsters who asked lots of questions and had many theories about the local ghosts. They were all intrigued with the Museum Ghost and the next day one of the Dads took them to investigate. They had obviously been talking about the Ghost Walk and as they arrived at the Museum the father dug Jonathan, our curator, in the ribs and quietly said “Deny everything... play along!” Jonathan wondered what was coming…

One of the lads asked. “Is there someone called Ailsa in the town?”  “No,” said Jonathan, “I’ve never heard that name, it’s an unusual name isn’t it?” 

The children exchanged glances, “Well, is there someone who takes people on Ghost Walks?”

“No,” said Jonathan, “not that I know of, what a good idea, perhaps we should start one!”

“There,” said one of the children, “I told you she was a ghost!”

“I’ve been thinking about it,” said another, “did anyone touch her?”  The little group considered this and decided no-one had.

“Imagine if you had,” said the father, “perhaps your hand would have gone right through her!”

They nodded wisely and asked Jonathan to show them the ghost’s room. Each of the children walked through the room on their own to see if they could feel anything! Meanwhile Jonathan was dying to get to the phone to let me know what had happened.

When they left the Museum one bright spark in the group said, “Let’s go and ask the lady at the Tourism Office.” So they all traipsed in to ask Charlotte if there was a Ghost Walk. Father stood behind them, waving his hands and mouthing "NO!"

“No,” said Charlotte, “not that I know of, but what a good idea, perhaps we should start one!” …