ghosts?

it's 1983 and i am having an arguement with my boyfriend as we stand in the kitchen of my council maisonette in bognor regis. at the other end of the kitchen, (a few feet away... its a small kitchen) a standing milk bottle tips onto its side and starts spinning all by itself. at the same time a dinner knife, a few inches away from the bottle, also starts spinning. we stop arguing and look at what's happening in amazement. when they come to a stop, they both seem to be pointing at him.

would like to add another thing that happened whilst living at this maisonette because i know it happened very soon after the incident with the knife and bottle, just described....

my boyfriend and i had gone to the local pub. we'd been there a short while when an acquaintance of ours came into the pub and over to us in a very distressed state. he blurted out what had just happened to him outside our flat... he'd knocked at ours and had just turned to leave, as we were obviously not in. as he went to walk away there was an almighty rapping coming from the inside of the door... (feel i need to illustrate here that our front door was one of those reinforced glass doors that you can't see detail through but you would certainly be able to see that someone was on the other side (otherside?)of the door had there been someone there). he spun around and caught the final rap, seeing the whole door shake due to the force, but could see no-one there. he was filled with fear and ran away. he ran into the pub because it looked warm and inviting and had lights on. he felt he needed a drink. he saw us sitting there and the rest is history...