We never really know what is happening behind closed doors, do we? And hidden away, on farmland in southern Wiltshire, a rural farmhouse became the home of Oxford-educated physicist and psychical researcher Benson Herbert in 1966, as a base for his unusual and interesting experiments into physical phenomena and the paranormal. This might include telekinesis, telepathy, teleportation, ’direct voice’ phenomena, and psychotronics.
Benson Herbert was director of Paraphysical Laboratory in London and a member of the Society for Psychical Research before world war two. Whilst living in London, Herbert and his friends conducted seances in the hope of creating mental and physical phenomena. It appears Herbert possessed some mediumistic ability of his own, having manifested a Chinese spirit who possessed healing powers.
Herbert believed all paraphysical events are caused by electricity in various forms. He found his home in Chelsea, London too busy and distracting for his studies due to the traffic vibration, electrical system and noise pollution there, hence he relocated to Wiltshire and set up in a quiet farmhouse up a track, halfway between the villages of Charlton-All-Saints and Whiteparish.
With his friend Manfred Cassirer, Herbert founded the Paraphysical Laboratory in Wiltshire. They conducted a series of unconventional experiments, occasionally aided by leading paraphysical researchers from around the world. In the Journal of Paraphysics, a photocopied publication founded by Herbert , he recorded his experiments.
The laboratory investigated all kinds of paranormal phenomena but specialised in physical phenomena. Through his experiments, both here and in Eastern Europe and Russia, Herbert uncovered some important evidence that show some people may possess psychic abilities.
I hadn’t heard of Benson Herbert or Paralab, until Stella got in touch with me. She’s a cartoonist, based in Bristol, and she sent me an email asking if I knew of the place, or of anyone that had ever been there. Unfortunately, I couldn’t help but Stella has been kind enough to write an account of what went on there during their investigations. We are hoping someone might one day come across this article and get in touch! It sounds like it was a very strange and unique place to have been able to visit.
As a teenager growing up in north Somerset in the 70s, and as a young adult in the 80s, I couldn’t avoid the ‘paranormal’. It was everywhere. The Warminster UFO sightings, Uri Geller, ‘Penda’s Fen’ on the BBC’s Play for Today. Books like Supernature by Lyall Watson, Chariots of The Gods by von Daniken, and Arthur C Clarke’s Mysterious World TV series, were the backdrop to my life. My mother was very interested in all this stuff, and we shared these books. I was very involved with a Sci-Fi club at the time, illustrating their publications. I remember the subject being discussed openly back then, in a way it isn’t today, unless you are involved in the sector as such.
I was an avid reader of Fortean Times, back when it was in newsprint, and you had to subscribe to it. I believe it was through FT that I saw an ad for the Paralab. They were inviting people to visit for a couple of days, with free food and lodging, if you took part in their experiments.
I decided to apply to go and by the time I was visiting this extraordinary set-up in the middle of nowhere, Benson was in his 70s; a jolly old guy with a scrubby white beard, as I remember.
He used to drive into Salisbury to the shops in a tiny Bubble car, just like this one. I volunteered to go with him, just for the fun of being in the car!
So, in my mid-20s, I visited the Paralab maybe three or four times, pottering down there on my 250cc MZ (ETZ). Motorbike. It was very much ‘bring a sleeping bag and share the communal curry’ deal. As someone who was not very sociable, communal living was something novel to me. Benson received grants from American Universities, and American students used to come and camp in the grounds in the Summer.
Privett Farm’s electricity was provided by a generator, so it wasn’t unusual on these weekends for someone to have to go out in the dark to fix it, when it went down.
The surroundings were quite a culture shock –the place was ramshackle, grubby, probably flea infested, with numerous cats, dogs, and VERY intense people. They ranged from New Age types, to what we now call ‘nerds’, to various eccentrics who were attracted to the place.
From Googling, I am pretty sure that one of the mad inventors I met there was this guy. I found this is in the Brighton Argus. Cecil Watkins, who was from Hove, went on to invent a radon extractor for homes with excess natural gas and a wheelchair that would climb stairs.
They needed visitors who were prepared to take part in the experiments, because of course you need them to be repeated thousands of times to get good sets of data. The ones I took part in were in precognition. You had to sit in front of a computer screen and hit the key when prompted, to guess the next shape the computer was randomly generating. Quite dreary, really, which is why they needed loads of new people, because they would easily get bored of it!
It was the first time I had ever SEEN a computer, never mind used one. It was all new to me, and they were using the latest tech they could get. Visiting Paralab introduced me to communal living and is something I have never forgotten. I wonder if there are other people out there that took part in any of the experiments? I’d love to get in touch.
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I did manage to find a short message from Ian Stevenson on this website, Jot101, from someone who had spent some time there.
I had a friend, Deric James, now deceased, in Bournemouth who ran an occult magazine in his spare time. He took me to visit in December 1965. I was 19. There were some other visitors. We were shown a device called an octotron which consisted of four lathes of wood at right angels with a book sized piece of plywood on which to put one’s hand. It was positioned over a ouija board and supposed to be impossible for anyone to manipulate. It did produce messages.
Then we had a session of table turning. I had read about it but never seen it. It did demonstrate there are forces about which we know nothing. Benson was a very pleasant gentleman.
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Whilst this blog is not a ghost story, it is a strange little account of some unusual activity in Wiltshire. For many years, and particularly in the Victorian era and onwards, a lot of research has been going on into the strange and unusual. Not always well known, or in fact well received, there are people out there who aren’t just writing about otherworldly activity, as I am, but they are trying to get to the truth. Conducting experiments and doing research. And for that, I salute them!
So, whilst this is a massive longshot, have you ever heard of Paralab or Benson Herbert? Or even better, did you ever go there? If you did, please get in touch!
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References
https://psi-encyclopedia.spr.ac.uk/articles/benson-herbert
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I live in Yorkshire now but during the 90’s lived in Wiltshire. We would often pay visits to West Kennet House along with droves of other strange and wonderful
people. Judy and Pete were the owners they had a outhouse workshop for UFO
and paranormal gatherings. The land behind the house had a Tumulus on it where
they pitched an outsized American Indian Tipi shipped over from the States for drumming and workshops. I have fond memories if Firesides with Judy and Pete, very interesting people. She had been a Scientist and made millions but she loved the mystical. They divorced but I saw her on TV some years later, she had written a book. They told me a Weird Wiltshire story one day. As they were turning off the road into their driveway a large hairy being burst from the undergrowth and ran ahead of their car up the drive and round to the land at the rear. Going into the house to the rear windows they could see it atop the Tumulus mound. After it disappeared there were many loud knocks at the door over a period of time. But going to the door there was never anyone there. Judy called it a Tuatha the Spirit of West and East Kennet Long barrows. Like the Barrow White in the Hobbit. The description to me sounded like a Bigfoot or Wood rose the hairy man of old England Forests…
Hi Kevan! Thanks so much for this. I just looked up West Kennet House and what a place to be able to visit. And so nice of them to be willing to share their home and make it a gathering place.
I was just trying to figure out, using my OS map and rather sketchy details of where on the A4 West Kennet House is, which barrow it is. This is exactly the sort of story I feel needs to be recorded here on this blog, otherwise it will get lost in the mists of time. Thank you so much for sharing it with me and if you think you know which barrow it might be that was in view from their house please let me know. Don’t worry if you can’t as I will go investigating next time I’m up that way.
Stay spooky!
Emma
Hi Emma only just read your reply. As i’ve got older things are lost to my memory. I cannot remember for the life of me the couples surnames who
owned West Kennet House. Perhaps the new owners an fill in those details.
Jude who had a science background now has published at least one book.
By chance I saw her being interviewed on a paranormal program. I also
believe they were friends with the Wiltshire / Swindon Psychic Phil Scott and
his wife Barbara although I dont ever remember seeing them at West Kennet House. I believe Barbara Scott accompanied Jude along with others on a South American Megalithics trip. So the Scotts may be traceable. They were also friends with Francis who lived at Lower Shaw Farm Community, Swindon though she doesn’t reside at that community anymore. Others there will remember her though. She introduced me to West Kennet House and the goings on there. West Kennet House is not that far from West Kennet Long barrow and East Kennet Long Barrow is just along the road in the other direction too. I also had a strange UFO engagement one evening after leaving West Kennet house but that’s another story…
Thanks Kevan. This is great information. I’m going to add this to my list of ‘locations to dig into’ which is, I will be honest, as long as my arm!
Stay spooky!
Emma
For some reason the paralab and Benson Herbert just popped into my head this morning on the way to work! I visited in 1977, with my then-boyfriend, Howard Medhurst. It was a very odd and intense group as you say, and the experiments we helped out with were indeed, dreary. I remember Benson was very excited because he’d found a huge puffball in the woods, and was planning to fry it and share it with his guests. I demurred, it looked way too much like a brain for my liking!
Hi Elaine. That’s a weird coincidence! Thanks so much for sharing your story. It sounds like a really strange experience but one of those things in life you will always remember.
Emma