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Minor Strangeness (IHTM)

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There's another mystery. In my view you can see a pedal bike and a car. If you take the road past them and set off back towards the lay-by a man is sitting in the car. Going past them, east along the road, and turning back again, you see the same man walking from the bike to the car.
 
There's another mystery. In my view you can see a pedal bike and a car. If you take the road past them and set off back towards the lay-by a man is sitting in the car. Going past them, east along the road, and turning back again, you see the same man walking from the bike to the car.
I've seen this sort of stuff on Google before, I understood it was where they patch-up certain bits of an image, or just a blip on the technical's within their system? Probably, the guy who was driving the Google camera car took a quick break for his sandwiches, (or a pee stop), so there'll be a slight time difference.
 
The young chap who comes to do my garden usually comes on Wednesdays as it's the only day he has free from work he gets elsewhere.
He was booked in for this Wednesday but on Monday night I had a sudden feeling he would want to come on Tuesday.
Sure enough earlyish Tuesday he rang and asked if he could come as he was only a few minutes away.
The chap he does work for hadn't had many jobs due to lockdown and I think he needed the money to feed himself and his two dogs.
He was also due to go to my friend for the first time on Wednesday and as she had to go to the specialist I knew she was going to ring and cancel so got him to ring her and after he finished his work and lunch here went to do hers.
She was very pleased with him and will use him again.
 
There's another mystery. In my view you can see a pedal bike and a car. If you take the road past them and set off back towards the lay-by a man is sitting in the car. Going past them, east along the road, and turning back again, you see the same man walking from the bike to the car.
Er no mystery. It's not a film but a series of stills taken fore and aft. So frustrating when you are trying to see something from a particular point of view!

Sollywos x
 
I woke up just before 4am convinced that someone had just patted my cheek twice. I must have been dreaming, and then dreamt that I was waking up when the pats happened, as I came back to consciousness quite startled - there may have been a whimper. I thought for a moment that it was the In House GP, but he was fast asleep, although facing me, which is unusual - he normally sleeps with his back to me. Most disconcerting.
 
Sounds very familiar! I'd been half-expecting a car to hurtle round the hedge and hit me, and you'd been on a ghost - hunt.
Yes, I think the thing that 'rattled' us was that it was a very big thump. We were expecting to see a mark on the car roof but there wasn't anything, although I think if I had been on my own I would have just put my foot down to get home and had a look then!
 
Yes, I think the thing that 'rattled' us was that it was a very big thump. We were expecting to see a mark on the car roof but there wasn't anything, although I think if I had been on my own I would have just put my foot down to get home and had a look then!
The sound I heard was exactly as you described, like someone slamming a fist or even both fists together on the roof of the car.
There were no marks or damage to be seen.
 
The sound I heard was exactly as you described, like someone slamming a fist or even both fists together on the roof of the car.
There were no marks or damage to be seen.
I've read what you have written (above), now I'm wondering if it could have been a large bird of some sort, as you say there were no marks left on the roof, so could it possibly be that a bird might have hit your roof at a low angle (maybe a buzzard, or hawk after a pigeon perhaps) and left without leaving any trace?
 
This one is absolutely infuriating. Yesterday I was mounting some brackets on the side of a piece of equipment in my office. I had a medium sized screw gripped in my fist and reached out to put it on my desk. As I reached towards the desk, I could feel the screw in my clenched fist... and then I couldn't. By the time I opened my hand onto my desk, it was gone. I didn't feel it slip, didn't see it fall, and didn't hear it land. I performed various experiments with identical screws to see where it could have ended up, each time it was plainly obvious it was falling, and made an audible sound upon impact, and was pretty obvious when I looked for it. I've looked everywhere with a torch to see if I can find the damned thing, no sign of it. I thought it might have, in some inexplicable way, got caught in my clothing, but a search revealed nothing. Grrrr.
About two minutes ago, I was sitting in my office when there was a loudish sound of something small falling from height and landing with a clatter - my colleague, sitting two metres away, heard nothing. I went to the corner where I heard the noise, and there the screw was, lying on the carpet, in a space that I have used every day since it disappeared.
 
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Where has it been for two months?
Hmm. This seems to be 'a thing'.

Something similar happened to me recently, only with a drawing pin (thumb tack). Over a year ago, while I was trying to attach something to the outside of an open bedroom door, the drawing pin I was attempting to use slipped out of my fingers onto the carpet. I heard the small sound it made as it hit the carpet, and stooped to retrieve it. It was nowhere to be seen. It was one with a bright red plastic-coated head, and whether it was in the room or had bounced out onto the landing carpet, it should have stuck out like a sore thumb (tack).

I cast all around in my search. Got down on my hands and knees, crawled about, moved things, looked under things, felt around under furniture several feet away. I kept looking for ages, thinking 'it can't have just vanished'. I persisted because I often pad around upstairs in bare feet or just socks, and didn't want to be sorry when I stepped on it. I looked everywhere I possibly could. I didn't find it. Eventually I gave up. As Simon says... grrrrrrrr!!

Then around a month ago (so probably a year after it had vanished) I was standing in the same bedroom, not touching anything, looking up at the top shelf of a tall bookcase in search of a particular book, approximately a foot away from the bookcase, when I felt and heard something hit the right arm of my glasses, with a sharp 'click'. It felt like something had dropped from above me. I then felt it bounce off the bare skin of my right arm as it dropped. Slightly startled, I looked down and there at my feet was a red-headed drawing pin, plain as day. It could almost have been smiling up at me. I have no idea where it had (seemingly) fallen from, or if it was the same one that had previously vanished, but I don't have loads of them lying about. If it was the same one, as you say Simon, where had it been in the intervening months? I don't suppose we will ever know.
 
I've read what you have written (above), now I'm wondering if it could have been a large bird of some sort, as you say there were no marks left on the roof, so could it possibly be that a bird might have hit your roof at a low angle (maybe a buzzard, or hawk after a pigeon perhaps) and left without leaving any trace?
There were two thuds on my car roof, close together, like two fists one after the other or both together quickly.
 
Hmm. This seems to be 'a thing'.

Something similar happened to me recently, only with a drawing pin (thumb tack). Over a year ago, while I was trying to attach something to the outside of an open bedroom door, the drawing pin I was attempting to use slipped out of my fingers onto the carpet. I heard the small sound it made as it hit the carpet, and stooped to retrieve it. It was nowhere to be seen. It was one with a bright red plastic-coated head, and whether it was in the room or had bounced out onto the landing carpet, it should have stuck out like a sore thumb (tack).

I cast all around in my search. Got down on my hands and knees, crawled about, moved things, looked under things, felt around under furniture several feet away. I kept looking for ages, thinking 'it can't have just vanished'. I persisted because I often pad around upstairs in bare feet or just socks, and didn't want to be sorry when I stepped on it. I looked everywhere I possibly could. I didn't find it. Eventually I gave up. As Simon says... grrrrrrrr!!

Then around a month ago (so probably a year after it had vanished) I was standing in the same bedroom, not touching anything, looking up at the top shelf of a tall bookcase in search of a particular book, approximately a foot away from the bookcase, when I felt and heard something hit the right arm of my glasses, with a sharp 'click'. It felt like something had dropped from above me. I then felt it bounce off the bare skin of my right arm as it dropped. Slightly startled, I looked down and there at my feet was a red-headed drawing pin, plain as day. It could almost have been smiling up at me. I have no idea where it had (seemingly) fallen from, or if it was the same one that had previously vanished, but I don't have loads of them lying about. If it was the same one, as you say Simon, where had it been in the intervening months? I don't suppose we will ever know.
Like the metal button that fell on my shoulder when I visited a Spanish sailing ship!
An apport. :cool:

The treasured button is now attached to my car key.
 
Like the metal button that fell on my shoulder when I visited a Spanish sailing ship!
An apport. :cool:
Cool!

My vanishing/reappearing drawing pin isn't the first time I've had things like that happen with random items, but it was a very distinct example. I have heard of other people having experiences of that kind. I can't help wondering if it happens all the time to everyone, but most people just shrug it off, as they probably do with other bits of minor weirdness, like coincidences and 'glitches in the matrix' type things. I sometimes think it must be great to have that mindset. "Ooh. That was odd. Now then.... what's for tea?"
 
About two minutes ago, I was sitting in my office when there was a loudish sound of something small falling from height and landing with a clatter - my colleague, sitting two metres away, heard nothing. I went to the corner where I heard the noise, and there the screw was, lying on the carpet, in a space that I have used every day since it disappeared.
I told you it would turn up, I just thought it would be on your desk :)
 
We have a kind of joke in our house called “the curse of Download”
last time I went to Download music festival was 2009 and quite a few of the acts I specifically chose to watch that weekend have had band members die. My husband says I’m a bloody jinx:hahazebs:
This morning just before I left for work we were discussing how the curse had struck again with the passing of Slipknot’s drummer Joey Jordison. The last thing I said to my husband before I walked out of the door was “if I were a member of ZZ top I’d be shitting myself”

Got home from work this evening, unlock my phone to check the news and see this…
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Hmm. This seems to be 'a thing'.

Something similar happened to me recently, only with a drawing pin (thumb tack). Over a year ago, while I was trying to attach something to the outside of an open bedroom door, the drawing pin I was attempting to use slipped out of my fingers onto the carpet. I heard the small sound it made as it hit the carpet, and stooped to retrieve it. It was nowhere to be seen. It was one with a bright red plastic-coated head, and whether it was in the room or had bounced out onto the landing carpet, it should have stuck out like a sore thumb (tack).

I cast all around in my search. Got down on my hands and knees, crawled about, moved things, looked under things, felt around under furniture several feet away. I kept looking for ages, thinking 'it can't have just vanished'. I persisted because I often pad around upstairs in bare feet or just socks, and didn't want to be sorry when I stepped on it. I looked everywhere I possibly could. I didn't find it. Eventually I gave up. As Simon says... grrrrrrrr!!

Then around a month ago (so probably a year after it had vanished) I was standing in the same bedroom, not touching anything, looking up at the top shelf of a tall bookcase in search of a particular book, approximately a foot away from the bookcase, when I felt and heard something hit the right arm of my glasses, with a sharp 'click'. It felt like something had dropped from above me. I then felt it bounce off the bare skin of my right arm as it dropped. Slightly startled, I looked down and there at my feet was a red-headed drawing pin, plain as day. It could almost have been smiling up at me. I have no idea where it had (seemingly) fallen from, or if it was the same one that had previously vanished, but I don't have loads of them lying about. If it was the same one, as you say Simon, where had it been in the intervening months? I don't suppose we will ever know.
Someone's borrowing this stuff and then giving it back when they're done - or in the other dimension it fell and the anti-owner is wondering where it went there.
 
I was doing a bit of cooking today and was getting some tempura coated fish ready for the meal tonight when I felt a tap on my shoulder.
That hasn't happened for some time. Perhaps the smell attracted something.
Maybe you plumbing was just curious :p
 
I was doing a bit of cooking today and was getting some tempura coated fish ready for the meal tonight when I felt a tap on my shoulder.
That hasn't happened for some time. Perhaps the smell attracted something.
This happened once to me too but I knew who it was - he was known to inhabit one particular building. It was more of a pat on the shoulder you're doing great kind of a tap.
 
While out for a walk a couple of days ago I had a minor strange experience.

[Now, this is similar to an experience I had some 20 years ago, which I might have detailed upthread somewhere a long time ago (ICBATC).]

So, I had gone with a friend to Panshanger Park* for a walk (for exercise) and we took the 'long route', which follows an outer loop, mostly on gravelled paths.
We had got about 3/4 of the way round and my friend had complained on a couple of occasions about beginning to feel a bit nackerred.
I did point out that it was she who chose to do the 'long route' when we reached the point at which we could've opted for either that or the shorter route which cuts across the middle of the fields, but anyways, we had already had to stop for a rest about half-way around when she decided to just pause again, in a shady bit for a couple of minutes.
As we stood there chatting I turned to look along the direction of our intended travel, when I was suddenly aware of an odd sensation.
It was as though the whole of my surroundings, and indeed all of space and time (it seemed) was being stretched out along the direction I was looking in. Time felt like it didn't exactly slow down but 'changed' for a few seconds.
A weed growing through the path seemed to slowly move away from me although it was firmly in the spot it was growing from, and the ground under my feet seemed to be slowly transporting me backwards, as though I was standing on a slow moving 'travelator'. I definitely felt the need to make a conscious effort to stand up in a similar way to when you are standing up in a tube train as it pulls away from the station.
It was much like what you would imagine you would experience if you were standing on the surface of a planet-sized balloon that was being inflated - you'd be standing still and yet everything would be moving away from you.
I didn't feel dizzy or anything, and there was no other kind of visual disturbance, or auditory issue.
Then my friend recommenced walking along, and everything kind of 'snapped back' into regular reality.
The really odd thing is that I felt at the time that it was nothing to be that concerned about. I didn't even say anything to my friend along the lines of "Hey, did you just notice that really weird sensation?", we just carried on with our day.
It wasn't until just before I started writing this that I realised what an odd experience it was.



*Panshanger Park previously mentioned elsewhere. Nature reserve and woods etc in an area previously 'open quarried'.
 
Took wife over to Fleetwood today sat outside the dentist waiting for her listening
to the car radio when a ships horn sounded, I could not hear the radio above it,
Now we have not had any big ships in Fleetwood for years the channel would
need dredging and that horn was bolted to something big, the 4/5000 ton RoRo's
we used to get did not sound that loud, I was about 1/2 a mile from the dock and
harbour, anything out in the bay would be at least 3 miles away, and there was
nothing moving in the dock due to the lock gates being under repair, first thing
wife said when she came out of the dentist was " did you hear that horn" not
my imagination then and it was loud in a dentists surgery behind double glazing.
Just checked and it would be low tide when we heard it so nothing much would
be moving, a little mystery that's for sure.
It was one long blast that means "I am leaving the dock or departing my slip"
Non of which would be likely at low water even when the RoRo's were running.
 
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