Borley Rectory hit the headlines in Britain for the first time in 1929 and hasn't really been out of them since then. Even the collapse of a chicken coop in recent years was blamed upon the fact that the foundations had used bricks from the "haunted" rectory! Ivan Banks draws together the various threads of the mystery in a competently produced account of the phenomena which allegedly continue to this day. It is an entertaining volume, but the author's strong belief in the events at Borley permeates the text, and even his occasional attempts at distancing himself from the rumour and gossip fail to convince the reader that this is a clinical assessment of Britain's greatest haunting. The truth is that the Borley tales are riddled with half truths and inconsistencies, and the prime mover behind the "hauntings" was Harry Price, a man who made a tidy sum out of books connected with the so-called phenomena, and who was caught red-handed on at least one occasion producing them himself. Borley Village is a pretty little hamlet with an interesting church, but the local residents have suffered greatly for their infamy. Perhaps after the publication of this "definitive" volume it is time to call a halt to this nonsense. Regard Banks' book as a spine-chiller for cold winter evenings, take the "facts" with a bucketful of salt (a pinch is nowhere near enough) and you'll find this an enjoyable read.