I saw an episode last night!  I'm going to check for tonight..right now, I'm watching "The Haunted History of Halloween"..

Hi I still think that Derek is a genuine medium,not all of it is fake,its television just trying to give more entertainment,but he will always do a genuine reading if he has a one to one,Most Haunted is hyped up for entertainment,but some of it is genuine.

Love and God bless you all Juditha

For what its worth, I thought it was a good episode..

I believe you all are talking about the most haunted hotels show on the travel channel. That was very good -- very interesting too with the items of history. Even if it's fake, it's still entertaining to watch. Right? I want to believe it's not fake -- but who knows for sure? We can always look up the history ourselves, and if that part proves to be true -- then it does not really matter if the medium is a fake. We get something out of it that way. One of the women crew members, I forget her name, got my attention. She had blond hair and was in her forties or fifties. All of her carrying on while in a cemetery looking at Price family stones was distracting and a bit annoying. That part was hipe for sure. I never caught exactly where  this inn is located. I remember the show included bits of info about a former court house in the 1400s that had a Judge Jeffries who pronounced unfair death sentences on defendants found guilty of stealing. This is very sad. The opening door could have very well been air pressure from the heating system. The heating system was easily heard. The thing is  the show would be good just with  oral histories and interviews. If the psychic is for real -- then that makes it extra good. If he's fake, and you know it, ignore him and pay attention to the other things. Even without a psychic, I believe we all have built-in sensory outside of the realm of normal senses for taste, smell, hearing, touch, sight. We know when we walk across the floors of an old building and feel tremendous sadness and can't explain why, there is a reason. Later, we might learn the floor we walked across was on the site of the former home where tragedy struck innocents. Maybe we feel a pressing need to visit a relative we have not seen in years. We push forward to visit this relative to the point of driiving hours for this simple task, and that relative passes away shortly afterwards. It's as if we are telling ourselves we must say goodbye even when are not cognitively aware this relative is on his or her way out. A mother who gets up in the middle of the night just to check on her sleeping infant is another example. She can't sleep until she checks on the child just one one time. Her logic tells her to stay in bed -- the child is fine. Those unseen senses kept tugging at her. She walks to her child's room and finds he or she has developed a fever or has kicked their covers off or that the cat or dog  thought to be outdoors is still indoors and the refrigerator door has been left open. Then, this woman's husband says: "It's a good thing you got up when you did." Years ago I made a call to my in-laws home. I did not normally call them in the middle of the day. I got a nagging feeling I should call them to see how they were doing. I called thinking: "I will just call to see how they are and make the conversation brief." When I called, my father-in-law was complaining to his wife his shoulder hurt terribly. He asked her to rub it. She kept putting me on hold. I asked her what she thought his trouble was. She just thought he had strained his shoulder. I hung up. I called my husband at his office and told him his father usually enjoys talking with me, and this time, he could not. I asked: "Do you think his shoulder pain could be a heart attack?" My husband called his parents immediately. Had he not, an ambulance would have never been called, and his father would have died that day. He had a triple by-pass that afternoon. His parents lived 9 hours from us. It is interesting  I am just the daughter-in-law, and I was the one who kept getting the feelings of urgency to call them just to say hello in the middle of the day -- an unusual time to call them. Earlier this year, I got a strong urgency to go out to eat. I don't like to eat out in general unless while traveling. We drove to another town and ate at a Red Lobster. When I walked outdoors I found in the parkinglot an elderly women who was disoriented, lost and without a clue as to where she was. She had gotten into her car and started driving that morning, forgot where she was going and did not know what town she was in. She knew her son's telephone number. She did not carry a cell phone. I called him on my phone, and he drove out and picked her up. She was very far from home -- several towns away. He was so grateful I later received a telephone call and letter thanking me for helping his mother. They had been very worried about her. That was the last time she drove a car, and the last time she went anywhere alone. I did not know her beforehand, but I remember wanting to go out to eat to the point I named the restaurant I wanted to go to and ignored my usual repertoire of excuses as to why I detest eating in restaurants. The request to go out came as a surprise to my husband too. Eighteen years ago I walked out from a business and found a toddler alone hardly dressed. She was alone and had been left in a hot car with a window down. I looked everywhere up and down the street for any signs of someone she belonged to. Later, I found her foster mother visiting with one of her friends in the back of the business I had been in. It was a horrifying thing to see this woman so calm and ignorant of the fact children should never be left alone -- especially in cars. That child climbed out of a hot car into a fire-hot asphalt parking lot and made her way to the side walk. She had no shoes and was dressed in training pants and a tee shirt. She was a beautiful baby -- but in need of a bath. When I picked her up she did not cry. I asked her her name, where her mother was, etc. I thought I will check the inside of this business, and if that fails, I will contact the authorities. I was in my 20s then -- and now realize I should I called the authorities to look into this either way. I do know without doubt had I not walked out when I did that child might have been hit by a car or kidnapped from some evil opportunist. On another occasion I was in the parking lot of my church. An elderly woman slipped and fell into a flower bed. I was there to help her off the ground -- but even more importantly the person who was not there was the person who planted the flower bed. That flower bed cushioned the woman's fall and kept her from the harder ground underneath. This woman bragged how I picked her up -- but I thought the flower bed was what really saved her from injury. Had I not been at church that day -- I miss some Sundays, the person who would have eventually picked her up might have hurt her back -- who knows. I've had situations where total strangers rescued me from ill fate as well. I think in this sense we are all equipped to look out for one another, and sometimes, it seems to be more than a coincidence.