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My first psychic show

I’d no idea how to put a psychic show together. Never having been a member of a psychic group or to a psychic show before, I really didn’t know what I was doing. Luckily, colleagues from the radio station helped me out with the technical side – sound, lighting and music. They also advised me just to do what I did on the radio show, to walk on stage, pick out some people – or let the spirits do that for me – and go with the flow.

I couldn’t believe it when, a few days later, I called the box office at the Arts Centre and was told that both of my theatre shows had nearly sold out. I was offered another date and accepted it. I was going to be doing three nights on the trot! This meant that around 500 people would be coming to see me live on stage. I was over the moon.

I was a bit apprehensive about asking my mum and dad to come along. Something inside my head told me to let mum come but not dad. I couldn’t explain why, but I just didn’t want dad in the audience. When I chatted to him about it he was fine, but to this day dad’s never been to see any of my theatre shows. He’s had plenty of opportunity but has never mentioned it to me again. Maybe he’s in a huff! Sorry dad!

It was great to see so many friends there on my first night at Paisley Arts Centre. Loads of people came backstage to wish me all the best. Although I was nervous I knew that if I kept my focus it would go just fine. When the music started my heart was pounding. ‘Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome, live on stage, Derek Ogilvie.’ I was on.

It took me a few minutes to find my feet. It felt strange to be greeted by applause and the startlingly bright lights, but surprisingly it also felt stimulating, exciting and exhilarating. I could feel the presence of countless spirits whirling around the theatre. They were everywhere: in the rafters, standing beside their loved ones in the audience or sitting on their knees, and even crowding around me on the stage. It was like nothing I’d ever experienced before. It was pandemonium.

There were old and middle-aged spirits, young adults and children as well as baby spirits. I could see them as blurry outlines. Many had been in the spirit world for years while others had passed away recently. There seemed to be few rules. Some hadn’t continued to grow older in spirit so were coming through to me at the age they were when they passed away. Others, though, had continued to grow older in the spirit world. Some came through to me at an age at which they’d be more easily recognized by their loved ones, rather than the age at which they’d passed away. It was fascinating, astounding and downright spooky all at the same time!