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A room kept warm since 1889

Ask the board what the living won't tell you.

Rest your hand near the planchette and it will follow. Whisper a question below, and the heart glides — letter by letter — to answer from the other side of the candlelight.

It follows the cursor Ask & it spells the reply
The board says rest your hand… then ask.

Sittings held by candle and quiet.

§ I · The Offerings
The Private Sitting

One Chair, One Voice

2 guineas· 45 min

You alone at the table. We keep the room low and the flame steady while the board answers the single question you carry through the door. Discretion is absolute.

Most Requested
The Circle

Hands Around the Board

5 guineas· the evening

Up to seven sitters, fingertips upon the planchette. Voices layer; the heart moves for whoever the room has come to reach. Tea is served. Goodbyes are mandatory.

The Midnight Session

The Thirteenth Hour

9 guineas· by request

Held only when the veil is thin. We do not promise who answers, only that the board will not stay silent. For the resolute, and the grieving, and the merely curious.

Etiquette for the uninvited.

§ II · House Rules

  1. Never lift the planchette mid-word

    To break contact before a message closes is to hang up on a voice that had more to say. Let the heart come to rest on its own.

  2. Always bid it goodbye

    Guide the planchette to the farewell before you rise. A door left open invites what the room did not ask for.

  3. Do not ask when it will end

    The board keeps that answer, and it does not enjoy the question. Ask of the past, the near, the tender — never the final hour.

  4. Believe nothing, dismiss less

    The reply may be your own hand, or the draught, or something seated between them. We do not decide for you. We only keep the candle lit.

Kept by the same hands for a century.

§ III · The Medium
Mme. Ottoline Vane seated at the sitting-room table in a high-collared black dress, her face turned into shadow and both hands resting beside a single lit candle.
"I do not summon. I keep the room quiet enough that something is willing to speak."

Mme. Ottoline Vane — Fourth keeper of The Parlor

Ottoline took the board from her grandmother, who took it from a house in Highgate that no longer stands. She has sat with generals, widows, and skeptics who left believers. She asks only that you arrive on time, and that you never come to mock — the board, she says, can always tell.

The candle is already lit

Come sit at the table.

Ask the board here, or book a chair in the room where the flame is real. Either way — remember to say goodbye.