a ghost cob , was mucking out the stable and heard a horse going past the door heading in the direction of the old stables, thought it was my own horse and glanced over to see a large grey cob walking past the stable, looked out the door, no sign of it, my own horse was quietly grazing up the hill, shocked the hell outa me.
was talking to the neighbours and they told us an exact description of the same horse, never saw it again