Now before I write all of my experiences down I know there will be a few people who will say this is all hogwash and I have a overactive brain. But everything I am about to jot down is true to the best of my memory. My early years were all supernatural, I sometimes wonder if living close to a morticians which was 100 yards away and where we played outside of has something to do with my experiences. I have a memory of sneakily going inside the place with my sisters for dares at a very young age and seeing a body laying on a slab.

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So my very 1st out of the normal memory I have is waking up and feeling someone sitting across my legs. I looked up thinking it was one of my 4 sisters or my mum but no one was there, I could not move mylegs. I can remember it was light outside at 6 or 7pm as that's the time I use to go to bed aged 3. as I could see inside the room fairly clearly, I had a light weight blanket on as it was summer, way before duvets were around. When I realised I was alone I can remember sitting up and seeing the indentation across my legs and bed where someone would have been sitting, think of a sofa and how it curves when someone sits down. Even at 3 years old I knew that this was not normal obviously and I pulled the blanket up over my head and lay there scared as hell for what seemed like ages until the weight was lifted as if someone stood up. I was too scared to scream or call out. All I had in my head was go away, go away, go away..... That was the beginning and soon things turned into nightly occurrences.

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Most of what I am about to say is mainly what I have been told by my mother and sisters. I have 'faint' memories but will recall them as I go. My mother use to tell me, her and my sisters use to hear me giggling and laughing to myself upstairs and having what it seems to be a conversation with someone. They thought it was normal child behaviour of not wanting to go to sleep so playing with toys etc. This went on for what I believe was weeks maybe months until my dear mummy (nothing wrong with calling your mother mummy btw says this 240lb 53 year old bearded bald headed man) tip-toed up the stairs wanting to see what I was actually doing. When she opened the bedroom door I pointed at the corner and giggled "Mummy you made the man walk through the wardrobe" 

Now as I said this was going on for months and quite understandable my mum was quite alarmed hahaha I didn't understand why everyone was scared as this man would sit on the side of the bed next to me I explained and tell me stories before I slept. He was a nice man and did silly faces as he told me stories! I was asked to describe him which I did, a man in a suit and he always had a hat on, later I relished it was a bowler hat. He use to wink at me and walk through the wardrobe every time someone came into the bedroom. As if he knew beforehand someone was coming to check on me or going to bed. As I said this was going on for weeks or months My mother was talking to the next door neighbour about what was going on and after she finished telling him, he smiled I was told and said that it was Tom. Tom use to live in the house before us and he always wore a bowler hat and went out in a suit. He was also a little simple but not simple enough obviously to live on his own. We had never met Tom or had seen any photos of him, did people take photos back in 1973 hahaha

 

Now what I remember? I have terrible memory especially of my youth, there is only a few things I do recollect for some strange reason. It's as if it was erased is the only way I can describe it. NOTHING bad happened to me before you may think that is why, but apart from the leg thing I wrote about earlier, the morticians and a few hazy memories of Tom walking through the wardrobe or him winking, yes I said WINKING you smutty lot. I remember nothing of my childhood and never have. My memories seem to start when we moved house when I was about 10/11! Is all of that a coincidence somehow I honestly don't know. So after 6 months to a year of this nightly routine of story telling I learnt what ghosts were and I became terrified, to the point of I could not sleep in the dark or being on my own at night. So when I was young I had to share a bed with one of my sisters so I could sleep. That went on for 2 or 3 years after and even today if I am alone at night I am very uneasy and have a night light on, but I am a big boy now obviously when Wifey is next to me and turn the lights off. So looking back I can see his outline and hat, the grin and wink all be it in a hazy image, him walking to the wardrobe but the faded memory I have of him now when thinking, he probably vanished and he did not walk through the wardrobe if I seriously think about it. If I am being totally honest I can not recall his voice or even stranger than it was if he ever did speak but I know he told me stories and what they were I don't recall sadly. But if he walked through or vanished, spoke or not the one thing is for sure 'something' was there with me. I don't know why I was not terrified like I was when I felt something sitting my legs.

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When I was 8 or 9 my sisters decided for a laugh to do a seance! Luckily I was not there but apparently the curtains which were closed started to flap as if the windows were open and it was a windy day. However it was not windy and the windows were closed. I believe when all of that happened there was loud banging on the walls. The girls ran out of the house screaming and they never tried to do it again.

 

We moved house after I was 10 years old and nothing really happened for a few months in the new house then, OMG...

 

10-16 Years Old 

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I forgot to say that the first house I lived in was a terraced 1900/20 house with only a toilet outside I kid you not. Now this new semi detached house had a out-house and a bathroom upstairs no less! Now for whatever reason my memories seem to start fully from here and I can remember most of my life from here. 

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The first things that started did not actually happen to me and nothing did for about a year. My mother was the first to be woken up by a kiss on the cheek and she heard a voice saying 'Its ok Beccy' which was what her siblings called her. Obviously she jumped out of the bed and turned the lights on and did not sleep much for a few days hahaha She thought it was her dead sister who had passed away which sort of gave her some comfort but she moved out of the back bedroom. The same thing happened to my sister Margaret when she came to stay for a week as at the time she was living and working in Holland. My mother had not told anyone about the kiss until Margaret came down the stairs and said 'I am NEVER sleeping in that back bedroom again, I was kissed on the face and there was banging on the walls' So My mother then said what had happend to her and starting laughing loudly saying 'Why do you think I am not sleeping in that room' 

 

For whatever reason, I can't remember now but I moved into that room at 12 years old. I was unaware of the PG version of the movie 'The Entity' which was happening, so I loved having this huge bedroom all for myself. Well I think I lasted 3 months before I wanted to go back to my old room again. There was a big heavy wardrobe that was in the room and I believe it was already there when we moved in. It started off maybe once a week that you would hear the metal coat-hangers clinking together continuously, sometimes up to 30 minutes often clinking quicker and quicker as the minutes passed. Then it became daily often happening for hours at a time. Before you ask we looked for any signs of mice or giant spiders and there was never any signs of animals. The final straw for my tweeny mind came when it started happening at night, I can still remember and feel the fear laying in bed with the blankets pulled up over my head in the quietness of night, waiting for it to make its first clinking sound. When it started at night we took the hangers out the next day. That night as I lay there drifting off to sleep there was a almighty bang then another bang from the wardrobe, I shot up in bed screaming in sheer terror. It sounded like someone had kicked it twice with heavy duty boots on as hard as they or something could. 

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Next morning I went back in the small box room, no one ever slept in that room again while we lived there. Now while all of this was going on my sister Heather was still living at home and she thought every night that our mum was opening her bedroom door in the middle of the night just to check in on her. This was not the case when Heather brought this up once and why doesn't mum shut the door after. Heather moved out a month later when she realised no one was opening her door, well no one alive.

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So by the time I was 12 I couldn't walk no more because of my illness (SMA), so had a chair lift installed so I was be able to get upstairs easier and a shower sort of cubicle thing in my bedroom. 

The next couple of years nothing major happened to me, apart from hearing people running around upstairs while I was often alone in the house. Not always alone come to think of it as I can recall family members with me when it happened. It was weird looking back as none of us were worried and often it resulted in a glance at the other person hearing it followed by a raised eyebrow as we knew it would start our big black labrador off barking at noise. The dog who was called Prince use to go absolutely mad when the running upstairs started, I often opened the door to let the dog race up the stairs continually growling and barking. The funny thing is the running stopped instantly and Prinny use to come back down the stairs wagging his tail and sit right next to me in my! I always had a sense or feeling whatever you want to call it that it was children playing and not necessarily with the living but with each other so maybe that is why I never really got overly scared or legged it out of the door.

 

The other thing that I can remember about living in that haunted house is my mother telling us all about an encounter she had one night. I think if this had happened to me what I am about to tell you I don't think your favourite beardy bloke would be alive today! As I would have died of a heart attack... DEAD.COM My mother (Rebecca) told us of a frightful encounter she once had, well she had many including red and white orbs flying around her bedroom once. But this one time she was laying in bed asleep, she woke up to a scratching noise coming from the bottom of her bed. She said as she slowly came too and woke up she continuously heard the sound,then a overwhelming smell of sulphur. She sat bolt up in bed thinking there was a fire and when she did she saw a old man standing at the foot of her bed striking matches looking at her dead in the eyes... For whatever reason she knew it was a ghost (I think I remember she said she could sort of see straight through him). She was frightened beyond fear and could not move or scream out, trapped in a ice cold frozen state just staring at him. She told us the only thing she could do was close her eyes and kept repeating in her head "Please God, make it go away" over and over again. Then she felt a warm stroke on her cheek as if someone had ran the back of their fingers down her face and whisper in her ear in a soft warm Scottish whisper "It's okay Beccy he has gone now" My mother said it was her sister again, it was her voice who spoke to her, the same sister who had passed away around 5 years prior. My mother opened her eyes and no one was in the room and the ice cold air had gone as well as the strong sulphur smell. She jumped out of bed and turned the light on and didn't sleep anymore that night or for a few weeks after AGAIN! She said to me that her bedside clock said it was just after 3am.

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I am not saying that the house made my own sisters flee the home but after 6 years living there it was only myself [16 years old] and me mummy living there with the dog. My other 4 sisters got out ASAP one even moving to Holland which I felt was a bit excessive because of a few hauntings hahaha I am sure lots of other things happened which I have forgotten over the years, but before I tell you about the last time I had a encounter which I remember. But I must tell you about a walk in shower cubicle that I had in my bedroom. It was shaped like the Tardis and sat in the corner of my room, now it could of been my overactive mind swirling around my then young teenage mind thinking there was someone or something that was in the cubicle. I often layed in bed, staring at the shower, waiting for the shower curtain to move or see a shadow inside, the fear and dred I use to have was terrifying and I can recall the feeling of my heart beating so fast I am sure I sometimes use to pass out from terror laying there. Then one night I did see something! The inside lit up BRIGHT orange, like a 100w light bulb was turned on then off after a second or 2. I was laying there looking at it at in the all but dark bedroom as it was night and the window curtains was closed. It was so bright it lit my room up so clearly I could see the furniture in it. It was definitely orangey but faded out to a dim yellow then darkness again in the brief time it lit up. I think it was around that time I started to sleep with the light on again after a couple of years of being a big boy and sleeping in darkness.

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The most scary thing I can remember was this! It was winter and I am almost sure I was 15/16 years old (OMG just thinking that is almost 40 years ago when writing this, feckity feck I guess I am classed as old now, now that is scary). It was between Jan to February (no Christmas decorations up) as it was freezing and snowing when myself and my friend Rob had come home from a small arcade near where we lived. They had the Daley Thompson’s Decathlon arcade game, the one you had to bash the buttons really quickly to run. Me and my friends spent hours playing that game and every 10p we had we spent on that game, 100 meters in 9.79s was my best and can still remember to this day. I hated the 110 meter hurdles as I  never got the rhythm right and use to keep bulldozing through the hurdles, oh use to love the pole vault too.

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Ok back to what happened, we got back to my house around 9pm as there was darts on TV we wanted to watch. No one else was there as my mother was playing darts at a pub for her team. We were bit of a darting family as 3 of my sisters played for pub teams too, my friend Rob who was 3 or 4 years older than me use to play so I was going down the pub at 12 years of age supporting him or my family playing hahaha The blokes use to buy me half a bitter and scampi & lemon crisps (Nik-Naks) I had such a cool childhood and early teens. ANYWAYS we turned the TV on and clicked the THREE channels that was only available back then to get darts and wee Jockey Wilson was throwing. Rob chucked some coal on the fire and started watching, now the 1st thing that happened was we could hear running about upstairs. I just said it must of been my sister back early or her and her boyfriend were doing disgusting acts that I don't want to think about (insert vomiting emoji) It carried on and got louder then the running stopped and then replaced with very loud thuds. I remember shouting out 'Will you fecking shut up' Now I swear to God as soon as I said that the coal fire lit up as if someone had a bellow under it and had petrol thrown over it too. We both said 'FUCKKKK'then the 3 seater sofa behind me moved back a good 1 maybe 2 foot, hitting the wall as I sat in my wheelchair in front of it. We both turned our heads to look and a lamp that was on the edge of the sideboard went on its side, hanging over the edge as if it was being held to stop it tumbling off. It slowly straitened and went upright, btw the thudding was continuing and now my big black labrador was going insane as if fighting as he was snarling and scrabbling at the kitchen door that led into the hallway 20ft from us. The coal bucket tipped over and with that our arses were a blur as we ran out of the house into the snowy, freezing weather! I am not kidding my bottom nearly lifted of my wheelchair and a miracle nearly happened as I was running like a track star.

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We sat outside for 45 minutes waiting for my mum to come home and for 30 minutes the dog kept barking but there was no chance in hell we were going back in to get the dog out. We could still hear the odd bang and thud even outside and obviously the poor dog barking for another 30 minutes before he stopped. When my mother got back obviously she looked bemused why we were sitting outside in a snow blizzard, we rushed everything out what had happened. She laughed and went in and let the dog out and we didn't go back in until she checked every room downstairs and upstairs. And you wonder why I hate sleeping alone or trying to sleep in silence, I have distant thunderstorms playing to this day and cannot sleep well without it or rain on window pane.

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17-32 Years old 

We moved to a bungalow a few months later which was more suitable for me, I could not wait to get out of that haunted house. For a few years NOTHING happened and I was sleeping like a baby with the light off, then one day I had come back from taking the dog for a walk or by that time a drag around the block as he was getting old by then. When we had to have him put down I was beyond upset, I was by that time a 210lb guy with 6 earnings, tattoos, long wavy hair to my butt and lived and died in my studded black leather jacket yet I was blubbering like a baby for weeks and felt lost without my best friend. It felt like a sibling had died, it effected me so much I couldn't face having another dog for 10 years.

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Hmmm I went of kilter there, back in the room. Anyhow my sister was staying with us with her boyfriend for the weekend for whatever reason. Something to my right caught my eye, as I was taking the dog's collar off in the hallway. I thought it was Neil the boyfriend of my sister. Me and him loved WWF wrestling and for some strange reason I said 'Papa Shango' a wrestler we both liked so I know the year was 1992/93 as that is time he was there. The dog ran to the left into my bedroom which looking back was strange as he always went to get a drink in the kitchen when returning from a walk. I turned facing the kitchen and I saw a dark solid outline of a person on the kitchen wall through the doorway. It was peaking around the corner of the door but at the time I thought it was a shadow being cast on the wall as the kitchen light was on as was the hallway light. The shadow which is the best way to describe it was very dark, and sort of had a solid form when I looked at it. The top half was looking around the corner, and it felt that it had noticed me looking at it as it ducked away. A second later it had another peak and stayed in place obviously staring back at me. I was not scared as I had nothing to be scared of as I thought it was a human, so when I hung the lead up and opened the living room door and saw them both on the sofa I still remember that cold shiver running up and down my spine from the realisation... I also remember the words that came out of my mouth which was 'If you are in here who the fuck is that in the kitchen' Neil lept up like a 6ft 2" rocket and rushed into the kitchen. No one there, we checked the kitchen door that led outside but the backdoor was bolted shut. There was no way anyone would of sneaked out the front door neither as how the bungalow is they would of been seen. Only then when we checked the doors and windows did the dog come through, if anyone back then knew my dog they would known he never left my side and followed me EVERYWHERE so that was strange on its own how he went to the bedroom and not follow me to the part of the hallway or into the lounge.

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Out of all the weirdo stuff I have seen and heard that is the one I cannot debunk in my mind or give a 'maybe' option. Then maybe 3 months after this experience I had my last ghostly encounter I had in that bungalow that I remember at this time. So one day I was alone and I was hungry (no change there then) so I went to have my favourite snack which even today 30 years later I still love, which is 2 slices of toast (has to be butter NOT margarine) and a fried egg to make a toasted egg sandwich with a blob of salad cream! The Americans will be thinking 'What the hell is Salad cream' well my friends Heinz Salad cream is the sauce of the Gods. Oppps I degressed, well as I was moving past the coffee table I saw my mothers darts case and as I was going to the kitchen for the said toasted egg sarnie I was thinking that did I fancy going that night with the ladies dart team to support them? As a red hot bodied man and being slightly in love a older woman at the time called Joanie and in lust with a female called Davina and in me head I thought 'Why yes I shall go' So as I left the living room and went through the hallway to turn into kitchen I stopped dead in my tracks! There sitting on the counter top lay the dart case with the darts inside... I know 100% that they were in the lounge no more than 10 seconds prior, honest to God a cold shiver ran down my whole of my body and I was suspended in animation staring at the case, trying to understand what had just happened. Obviously I thought it must be another case and darts, but I knew she only ever played with one set of darts her whole life. I went straight back to the lounge and there was no case so it did teleport from one room to the other and I know once again 100% I saw it then, not a memory or mistaken it from a day or from the morning even.

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Obviously that really freaked me out and I had a similar experience like this later in my life but as I am doing everything in order you will have to wait!

 

OKAY OKAY OKAY the next thing which happened in my strange life is UFO/UAP related. I want to say a few things before going forward, 1st thing is I had no interest in UFOs! I was into the female species and hanging out with friends to even give a second thought about UFOs or flying jellyfish, oh and the drink! So strangely in this next period of 10 or 11 years I did not have one ghostie experience when I started the experiences of UFOs. Now a month ago when I was thinking about doing this whatever this is, telling of my strange times I worked out something which was this. In this time period my mother was working at Sizewell B the Pressurised Nuclear Water Reactor which was about 20 miles from where I lived and was being built. Well there has been so much talk about UFOs showing up around nuclear facilities or power stations etc.

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Ok so me and my friends back when I was 20 in 1990 were hanging at the local meet up point. (Slaters pit in Lowestoft) We spent every night down there, well when I was not down the pub or my local social club. So Slaters pit in Lowestoft has open space around it, side note I use fish there prior to moving to that bungalow. One thing about me is that I use to love freshwater fishing and from the age of 12 I use to go 3 times a week and when I left school at 17 I was fishing 5 times a week all day for years until my illness made it too hard for me to do so. Soooo one night a group of us, maybe 15 of us were walking towards the pond around 7pm and I looked up and no more than 15 foot above our heads was a BRIGHT red light bulb. That is the only way I can describe it, the completely round object was the brightest red I have ever seen and it was double the size of a tennis ball and not any larger. When I saw the object I said out loud "What the fuck is that" Everyone looked up and we all said basically the same thing hahaha. The object was moving fairly fast 20-30mph in a straight line as it flew past us, then it did a slow left turn and flew over the small wooded area at the back of the pit. I am almost sure it went down in that area as it disappeared and I say this because we would of continued to see it in the distance as it was bright if it continued to move so it must have landed. 

I was the eldest in the group by a couple of years and at that age we all were not that bothered about it and carried on doing whatever no good stuff we were doing. We never spoke of it again, it was only when I was in my early 40's I really got into this subject. Some have said what I saw was ball lightning, maybe but it looked nothing like any ball lightning I have ever seen. Also at that time around 1989 to 1992 I don't think drones were invented for the common folk. And lastly it felt like it was intelligent, just how it moved, its a strange statement but that's what I feel.

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As I am jotting down things I woke up last night [16.02.2024] and I had a memory that I never had before, sort of unlocked. I am almost certain it was not a dream but through dreaming about the incident it allowed it to be unlocked if that makes sense. Why would I do that? Or what did it maybe should be the question. So the memory is this, I am looking up into the sky which back in the day we all use to do a hell of a lot more than we do now, as we are all too busy keeping our heads down looking at a 6 inch screen! So I remember looking up at the very cloudy sky and it was dusk and all but dark and there was a small opening in the thick blanket of clouds. As I was looking at it I saw the underneath of something huge, a craft of some sort moving above the opening in the clouds. It was white and slightly illuminated in the dark sky, like a window looking into space. You could see long thick tubes in all directions and square blocks in between the huge pipes moving across the window in the super thick clouds. The craft must of been absolutely MASSIVE and silent. I am almost sure it was around the same time period of all of the other sightings that will be coming. Now as I said I am almost sure this was a memory that was unlocked through a dream but can I be 100% nope and as it stands it is the only thing I am unsure of but still 85% sure it's real.
 

The next thing I remember that happened, no more than 8 months after the red light incident at Slaters pit. Myself and a friend were going to mine after hanging out and it was about 7pm and it was all but dark outside as the street lamps were on. We were talking and I happened to look across at my friend and in distance I saw red, orange, blue and white lights rotating in colours. They were equally spaced but close together, so there was 3 lights rotating then I looked along and saw four other rows of lights in sets of 3 lights all changing or rotating colours. At that point I stopped and said "What the fucking hell is that" David my friend stopped and got off his bike and looked, his response was pretty similar to mine hahaha Now we were just about outside mine and my bungalow was fairly high up. So I guess before houses were built there my home would of been right in the middle and at the top of a mound or hill. 

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So we were looking at this thing blinking and rotating and the mind blowing thing was from left to right it had to be at least a mile or 2 wide hence the "What the fuck is that" from both of us. I guessdemate it was also 1 or 2 miles away and as we stood there looking at it going what the fuck, a young woman was walking past coming home from work who lived 6 or 7 houses away. She stopped looked up to where we were looking for a few seconds and sort of ran indoors. Now to be fair to her I always fancied her and use to wink and give her a little whistle every time she walked past me and I do believe at that time I had a sort of mohawk mullet. Which looking back I must of looked a right knob head as I had VERY curly hair which I use to use half a tub of gel to tame and straighten it then steal my mums hairspray to set it like concrete. Oh and at that time I use to wear 3" round earrings, I had 5 holes and a goatee that I often dyed red..... Freak comes to mind but this was late 80's to early 90's and I thought I was a sex God but again looking back a sex God to my 'special' sock only.

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I digress, the UFO just sat there in the distance not moving but changing colours across the craft at the same time. Image 4 banks of lights and each bank has 3 lights to it and after 5 seconds they all change, remember what ever this was had to be at least 1 or 2 miles wide. We thought planes at first but it was not moving, also no sounds. Was it a building? There was not a building that size where it was and it seemed to be to high where homes and buildings were. Then after 5 or 10 minutes looking at it, it started to move forward and to the left and after 3 seconds or very soon after it started to move it vanished. When I think back to this sighting there was a second or more like half a second glimpse, we or at least I saw what would have been the bottom edge of the UFO. Imagine a dull blue'ish, white straight fishing line going right to left just above the 4 banks of lights, that's what I glimpsed right before it disappeared, so I am CERTAIN it was 1 huge craft up to two miles wide!

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A few months later, no more than 4 months after the large craft sighting I or most of Lowestoft saw this next UFO. Okay so it was around 7pm and went outside for a ciggie, Superkings I do believe. As there was a large step at the backdoor and it was a narrow door I could not use it as the wheelchair could not get through it, so I had to go out the front door to get to the backyard. As I turned the corner to go down the side of the house that led into the back I had another 'WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT' moment! In the completely cloudy night sky there was what I can only describe as a ferris wheel, slightly on its side spinning fairly slowly right then left and so on over and over. The 16'ish round white lights that made it into a ferris wheel shape was about 5-10 metres EACH across. If I am guessing the size of the ferris wheel shape was 400 maybe 600 metres across. It could even be more as hard to tell above the very cloudy skies. 

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So this wheel sat above the clouds spinning, I know it sounds crazy but it looked like it was above the clouds, just how the lights was illumination on to the clouds. That is the main thing that stuck in my head over the years how the light reflected above the clouds not below as I was looking up. It was also completely silent as it sat above the clouds just out of full sight but waving to the world and saying HELLOOOOO it seemed to me. I ran inside, literally, and started shouting 'UFO! UFO! OUTSIDE, QUICK' Inside was the same mate who saw the huge UFO previously as he was sensible and never smoked, well he jumped up and raced outside alone with another friend who was round and my mother. We all were looking up at the sky going "OMG, what the fuck" One friend hoped on his big and left saying I am going home the world is ending hahaha Think he was being semi serious but laughing. With that my other m8 jumped into his car and raced home as it had that much of a effect on us all. My mother was way too cool and said "oh well I am going in to have a cuppa tea, do you fancy a cuppa and a wee slice of toast?" In her Scottish accent. This was and still is the only time I have ever refused food... I sat outside for 30 minutes staring at it waiting to see if something else would happen also in that time I heard a few excited people chatting with squeals with gasps from other people in their gardens.

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When I came in I turned on every television station as I was convinced it would be a breaking news story I honestly kid you not. The inter web was nothing like it is now and you had to use dial up to get on the net and in the UK back then it was bloody expensive as it was pay as you use every minute! However I thought of turning on the local towns radio and they did report of a sighting being seen over the whole of Lowestoft. But they joked it was nothing and they said it was a laser show in a near by place called Somerleyton Hall. My heart dropped lol and I never gave it another thought for 15 odd years. Then when I started to really get back in the whole UFO mystery just after the 3 famous videos were released in 2017 and watching everything from a guy called Paul Wallis who is the one who really grabbed me back into the wonders of ancient humans and UFOs. So after that release and during the pandemic I drove The Wifey mad by watching all the UFO documentaries like The Phenomenon, Unacknowledged & Debbie does Dallas. After going in deeper and deeper (unrelated to Debbie) I realised that UFO explanation on the radio was probably a cover story. I looked where I use to live and where Somerleyton hall is on google maps and where the object was and it did not line up. I am not great at searching for old news stories but can do the basics on google and I can't find any stories of the incident even though the radio said they had received hundreds of calls so I am fairly certain it was in the local newspaper and I have a vague memory of it in the paper. It is as if the incident was deleted from everywhere, British gatekeepers of the secret maybe was at work? People still may say and could be right that it was a laser show but it would of have to been huge to see it so clearly from roughly 10 miles away. 

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Remember this was in the mid 90's were there even a setup that could even do that back then 30 odd years prior? There could be but....

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32 THROUGH TO TODAY 

 

Nothing really happened for the next few years, I think I had 1 more sighting which was a large star moving FAST then stopped for 5 seconds then went at a incredible rate of knots at a different 45 degree angle and disappeared. No way was it a plane or satellite let alone a shooting star or meteor because of the way it stopped and change direction. 

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So I got very into woman about this time with lots of different encounters which I won't go into 'nudge nudge wink winky' But in that 5 year period I was a total arse hole and caused 3 couples to split, one could say I was late maturing and I finally matured at 30. I had long hair down to my butt and earrings, necklaces and studs with leather jackets as I said earlier, but then I met a older woman who made me grow up and I left Lowestoft and we got a home in Beccles. We were together for a couple of years and went our separate ways, so I said to my mother to move in as the place I was and still in to this day was so nice and I thought I would look after my mother for a change as she was amazing and made me the person I am today. I am not your typical disabled man whatever that is because she pushed me so hard to be 'normal' and never ever feel sorry for myself. So she moved in but sadly she passed away about 10 months after moving in. I am telling you this as it will be relevant later. 

 

The bungalow I moved to in Beccles was a new build and over the first two years I spotted the giant star moving above my head a couple of times. Imagine the bright yellowish white large star moving like this ¬ and turning and changing direction instantly. Now I am not a person that enjoys sitting outside at night with spiders being like ninjas creeping up on you so the very odd time I was sitting outside at night I have nearly always seen something. I could be the British Bledsoe minus the anal probing.

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So 6 months after my mother passed away I was sitting in my van waiting for one of my sisters to come out of the library and I was thinking about my mummy :) I was sad as my best friend was gone and I admit this silverback might have been brushing a tear away as I said out loud in the van "If you are okay and here give me a sign" then I swear to the Anunnaki Gods this happened. No more than 2 seconds passed after asking for a sign EVERY lock in the van went down. I quickly looked around to see if anyone was going or leaving their cars in case they had a key fob but no one was in the car park with me! When Wilma my sister came back I said did you come back to the car 5 minutes prior by any chance? She said she had not so was that a sign?

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Maybe 3 months after that I was in training to maybe have a career change and become a tobogganist. So as I was training laying like a beached whale in bed in the afternoon, after a large haddock and chips with lashings of vinegar and copious amounts of salt the landline rung. It rang for a minute then stopped, so I closed my eyes and went back to training. No more than 10 seconds had  passed and the telephone started to ring again and I promise you from the guest room which was next to my tobogganist training room I heard my dead mothers voice as clear as day saying loudly in her Scottish accent "Och who the Hell is calling now" To say I nearly had a accident laying there in bed was no word of a lie! So I got up and in my head was thinking I had left the TV on or the radio maybe, when I went passed the open guest room door I was preying that no one was laying in the bed. When I got into the lounge the TV & radio were off so I got a fag, sorry a ciggie and went outside for a smoke and the thought of someone might have popped over and was in the back garden maybe watching the fish in the big pond I had which was neither the case. And you wonder why I hate sleeping in a house alone. The one thing I have learnt over the years is the more you talk about the ghosties the more stuff happen and don't keep going on about wanting to see them as stuff will happen but often not the way you want so fair warning....

 

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