So you wanna know about ME? Okay, if you insist.
I'm a bloke the last time I checked, living in the South of England (in the deadly dull but kinda pretty Home Counties), married for over two decades
- and Gawd bless 'er perseverance - in fact, I blame/credit my wife for introducing me to the wild and weird world of... what's the buzzword du
jour?High Strangeness, that's the bugger. And I don't mean I started swinging from the chandelier dressed as Thor with a Luis Elizondo goatee, even
though I have 100% Latin blood gushing through my veins.
UFOs interested me as a kid as soon as I saw the headline, "UFO LANDS IN SUFFOLK! AND THAT'S OFFICIALLY A CUE FOR MIRRORMAN'S GLORIOUS THREAD!" So,
yup, I've lurked around the UFO/Aliens forum for a few months - the only topic I've visited on ATS, so I'm fairly tunnel-visioned so far. Yes, that's
how adventurous I am! But I have been truly astonished at the level of expertise and powers of presentation shown by many ATS-ers on the topic. I
worked in the Criminal Justice System as a Judge's Clerk for over 20 years, so I may even have bumped into the legendary Isaac Koi at some point
during a trial, who knows? I like The GUT, too. Oh, and that Springer geezer's alright, innee? Hell, I bow to you ALL. Well, most.
Rendlesham led to me devouring UFO stories, new and old, for a few years until jobs, relationships, getting wildly drunk, making lots of mistakes,
wondering what this crazy, loud life entails... all kinda diverted my attention away from the subject until I met my other half. She soon related a
bizarre tale from her teens of witnessing a gigantic black triangle UFO over Essex at least a decade before the Belgians showed us how to rock'n'roll
to this stuff properly. She had no interest in Ufology and it terrified both her and her best friend (always handy to have a +1 in these situations!),
but she oddly never spoke or thought about it again until she'd met yours truly and we were watching a TV show, 'Strange But True', presented by
Michael Aspel (a sort of a low-powered, rather glum Brit version of George Knapp whilst the series aired over 2 seasons).
She screamed in surprise when the Belgian flap was featured in one show, jabbing her finger at the screen, yelling, "THAT'S XXXing IT! I REMEMBER
NOW!!" I was taken aback as she explained her reaction and previous experience. I rubbed my chin as my interest in the subject rose again, and my own
personal experience of Strangeness soon followed when we visited her parents' home in Cornwall on the western coast.
I'd been there many times over three years, but my wife and family deliberately never told me about bizarre, very potent poltergeist activity that had
occurred, as well as the occasional UFO yellow 'disc' flying over and - get this - a pair of fiery red eyes - nothing else, just eyes - staring at my
brother-in-law from the back seat of his car. My wife's uncle swears he was confronted by and 'threatened' by a large black dog that' materialised' in
the spare bedroom. On another occasion, my father-in-law's bed shook up and down violently whilst he was in it. My mother-in-law was so frightened by
loud thumps on the walls of the lounge one evening that she left the house. Add 'black clouds' drifting across rooms and it all sounds like a
mini-mart version of Skinwalker Ranch!
No wonder they kept it from me, a complete virgin in all these matters! I never saw UFOs - dammit - or 'beasties', but eventually had one helluva
night and subsequent morning of poltergeist/ghost activity that, after the initial shock, utterly fascinated me and prompted me to seek Answers.
Briefly (coz I must have outstayed this Welcome by a long shot), when the house was empty aside from me and my better half, at 3am I was awoken by a
shuffling sound outside the shut bedroom door, accompanied by what sounded like clanking chains (something I often hesitate in describing to friends
and colleagues due to its sheer cheesiness, right?). I nudged my wife. Then the door handle rattled up and down, loudly and very violently. Naturally
I thought it was an intruder and leapt out of bed, wielding a Playstation console to whack the sod if need be - the only thing I could grab in the
spur of the moment. Then silence... until the door suffered an extremely loud thump as it swung open. Nothing/nobody there.
The next morning, footsteps were heard outside the door. We called my bro-in-laws's name, but the house was empty, yet the footsteps encircled us,
entered the kitchen, leading to the sound of the cutlery drawer being opened, but not physically opened. We heard the rustle of forks/knives before
the footsteps departed as nonchalantly as they'd arrived. I found it fascinating rather than frightening on that occasion.
I've never posted this anywhere before, but ATS seemed the perfect venue because you all seem a VERY smart and understanding crowd.
Blimey, that was a bit long-winded, sorry.
But yeah, HI!
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