Friends in the Southern Lakes had a Spanish Armada house that they used as a restaurant (bloody good roast duck!). If you remember your history, the Armada was forced northwards out of Calais when the fireboats went in, the wind and the English navy blockading the Channel, so the only way home was north to take on Scottish and Irish waters, the result being further decimation of the fleet all the way around Britain and Ireland and, of course, everything was scavenged.
Both these friends and my parents' old farmhouses had their main beams in the roof made from the ships' Spanish oak beams, the plank notches still evident in the wood, these friends even with a lot of the panelling still intact.
In true Lakes fashion, picture a large reception room of the front door, the restaurant - then two more sizeable rooms on the back-side, along with a loo. To the left as you went through to the rooms, a Jacobean staircase, quite 'shallow' and in two flights, the ceiling height only about 6.5 feet. One room was used as a bar, the other, closest to the stairs, their private lounge.
Over the years, a number of visitors and family saw a ghost of a 13 year old coming out of one of the bedrooms, down the stairs and turning left into the wall of their lounge.
One night they were sitting there in the lounge - with friends, enjoying a drink on a day off, when the letters 'Help' appeared in the ceiling, to the point that it had to be painted over - wouldn't wash out......
At that point, the Bish of Carlisle was called in, well his staff, for an exorcism....