I just remembered a weird happening. Years ago (1970's), my brother lived in a maisonette on a cul-de-sac. He had a window facing the maisonettes across the street. There was a small tree planted in a circular patch of grass on the other side of the street. My brother had said he had seen these small things running around the base of the tree at night and joked that they were faires. I never thought much about it, but one night I was over there in the evening and after dark we got some binoculars out and looked across the street at the base of the tree. After looking for some time, we saw several little things running around the base of the tree in a circle. We could not make out what they were but they were about the size of a mouse. Do mice or rats run around the base of trees at night? The next day we went to look at the tree and there was no evidence of anything unusual. The cul-de-sac backed on to some fields with trees so there could have been some wildlife in the area. My brother said he saw these things on several occasions but at some point they stopped appearing. Mice? Faires? It remains a mystery to this day.
I'm still trying to figure out where all my odd socks went. I have a bag full of odd socks that have no matching sock. Must have at least 30 by now. I'm putting down to gremlins stealing them in the middle of the night.
Bit too fat for me, but each and every to their own.Love Orson Welles!!!
Ghost pooI've just had an unexplained experience that I can't explain
I needed a poo so went and sat down with the iPad and after about 5 mins still nothing so sat there another 5 or 10 mins watching YouTube and then a little fart and that's it after sitting another 5 mins and still nothing decided to give a little wipe and get up but..... When I wiped there was a skid ??? Wtf
I've just witnessed an inexplicable poo related tautology! Spooky. :nurse:I've just had an unexplained experience that I can't explain
Too much for me to take in!I mean have I had that shit on me arse all day, can't see it being the little fart I did , that was just a little breeze , like a sigh really
I just don't know
Or down the pan!This thread has gone to pot.
He's talkin shite.Or down the pan!
Here's some for you.Anymore ghost stories?
No but as it's Sunday I'll be having my weekly dose at 10pm of bedding down with a tablet for a few MTT's on Sky Poker while listening to Talk Radio, as Howard Hughes tries to put the willies up me. He often has a few ghost experts on and some stories are quite intriguing.Anymore ghost stories?
BTW thanks for bumping this topic, always interesting to hear other peoples tales...and I do miss SkyBlueDan, always made me smile.
With the wailing and Ireland I was going to suggest banshee, but my understanding is they're supposed to be protective spirits and they only howl when the person they're protecting is about to die. Hence the wail is considered a portent of death.
Not a huge believer of all this kind of stuff, but accept there are many things we can't explain and as a species we're actually very limited in terms of our senses.
Yeah, I was always under the impression that banshees weren't harmful but just foreboding characters in folklore.
It still freaks me out to this day. It was a completely other worldly experience.
I've never seen a ghost as such but had a unexplained pants shitting experience when I was about 16.
As a family we'd go to Ireland in the summer to visit our family in remote countryside in Co.Tyrone. We'd stay in a bungalow that was owned by our grandfather but was lying empty for years since his mother passed away there.
One night around 1am when everyone was asleep, me and my brother were outside the backdoor throwing knives into a tree that was in the garden. It was a mild pitch black starry summers night with the only light coming from the moon. There wasn't another house for at least 5 miles.
Everything was fine until I noticed a faint strange sound in the distance. It sounded like a woman laughing. I looked at my brother with a WTF expression as this sound emanated from the black wilderness.
"It's a cat, it must be a cat or a fox or something" we said and carried on throwing terribly at the tree. Then we heard what sounded like something in a great deal of pain howling, it was distant enough for us not to be too alarmed but we were slightly unnerved and I suggested we go inside to watch some TV but my brother insisted that we carry on.
We were over by the tree looking in the grass for the knife which had missed it's target when all of a sudden the sound became louder and closer. It was like a mixture of cackling and screaming, a god awful blood curdling sound. We spun around to look at each other, our faces were drained of blood and we sped towards the kitchen door. The sound was now approaching us at high speed and it felt as if it was after us. We ran inside, and fumbled to lock the door. The sound then reached a crescendo and the door handle rattled as if something tried to open it.
There was then absolute silence and we just stood in the kitchen shitting ourselves for hours until it became light around 3:30.
I have absolutely no idea to this day what it was. We told our grandad and he flippantly said "Aye, that was the banshee".
Me and my brother still talk about it to this day almost 20 years later.
No but as it's Sunday I'll be having my weekly dose at 10pm of bedding down with a tablet for a few MTT's on Sky Poker while listening to Talk Radio, as Howard Hughes tries to put the willies up me. He often has a few ghost experts on and some stories are quite intriguing.
BTW thanks for bumping this topic, always interesting to hear other peoples tales...and I do miss SkyBlueDan, always made me smile.
perhaps he'll return, rattling his chains
Throwing knives into a tree at 1am, as you do! That’s why i love this thread!!
Yeah that's perhaps the most famous one in the UK of modern times. I've heard his name as he was one of the airmen who was supposed to have investigated the strange lights etc in the forest next to the air base. Haven't read his book, but I've heard a few interviews with the base commander at the time (Colonal Holt?) who led the troops into the night with a tape recorder and described what he saw.There was a fella who used to work in our warehouse called Larry Warren. American fella, nice chap. He wrote a book about Rendelesham or some US military base where there was some mad alien landings in the 70s.
Lawrence Warren his full name....have a look. Mental stuff.
Glad to hear it chap, Merry Christmas to you ... nice to see you haven't w'nkd yourself to deathI'm here reg watching
Yeah that's perhaps the most famous one in the UK of modern times. I've heard his name as he was one of the airmen who was supposed to have investigated the strange lights etc in the forest next to the air base. Haven't read his book, but I've heard a few interviews with the base commander at the time (Colonal Holt?) who led the troops into the night with a tape recorder and described what he saw.
Glad to hear it chap, Merry Christmas to you ... nice to see you haven't w'nkd yourself to death
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