In this episode Alma has a touch of laryngitis so she does her best not to sound like Bart Simpson’s auntie, to no avail.  The gals sip on a bottle of Hook Or Crook 2018 Blend and jump right into their story about the Hellfire Caves in West Wycombe in Southeast England.  Of course they delve into the history of the caves and Sir Frances Dashwood who was the overseer of the Hellfire Club that met their regularly towards the end of the 18th Century.  Whatever took place down in those caves, a sinister presence still roams its dark passages.  There are other ghosts that make their presence known to unwitting tourists on a regular basis.  Join us as we discuss this spooky location, and you know what to do, grab a drink and pull up a chair, leave the rest to us. tipsy-tales.com

So, just a quick note from our sponsors, no gnats were harmed in the recording of this podcast.  Okay now that that is out of the way the gals start the evening off with a bottle of 19 Crimes Cali Red, with Snoop Dog featured on  the label with a seductive look that puts Carlene in a trance.  It may have been the combination of that and the tacos because the girls have a rip roaring time recording this episode, more ripping than roaring. Alma starts things off with her nerd facts about the Double Eagle Restaurant in Mesilla, New Mexico and it’s tragic history fit for a Shakespearean love story, but a better ghost story.  Yes, of course this place is haunted, extremely haunted.  We have a two for this episode because we also discuss the nearby Dona Ana County Courthouse and Jail  in Las Cruces, which is now closed but don’t tell that to the spirits that still inhabit this really spooky old prison. Pull up a chair, grab your favorite drink and buckle up because these two tales you have to hear to believe. tipsy-tales.com

So yeah, a day late and a dollar short with this episode, but why should these topics be confined to one month? Anyways we start things off with some hot cocoa and peppermint Schnapp’s, Liquid Thin Mints if you will, because for us it’s cold outside. Of course we can’t dive into any serious subject without a little awkward chit chat, but we jump into our main story with a quickness.  We both discuss the The Rosewood Race Massacre that occurred in what was once Rosewood, Florida beginning on New Years Day 1923. The details are brutal, and the word massacre seems insufficient to describe what happened over several days that first week of 1923.  And of course there is a catalyst that seems all too familiar to these stories, a woman who lies to save her own “fanny”. It is no wonder that ghosts still haunt this area, possibly restless spirits who are still wrestling with the guilt, or maybe some haven’t let go of the hate that binds them to this place.  Pull up a chair, or grab your earbuds and your drink of choice and join us for another sad and a spooky tale.