I found one of my old primary school maths books recently and this was the first page, showing the coins in usage at the time. It's something of an unintentional period piece.
I have a, possibly false, memory of when the sixpence stopped being legal tender in 1980 and either my dad or older...
I don't remember all the details, it involved intentionally jogging past one of the local murder houses (while trying not to make in obvious). The strange thing however is that my dream had a 'next time' trailer at the end of it.
I will keep you posted if I do dream what was in the trailer.
I dreamt I was in a big dining hall of a probably once grand but seen better days hotel. I was given some horrible yellow gloop to eat and told if I wanted to have something nice I had to unlock all these puzzles.
I dreamt I was walking along the coast and a small swarm of bees kept buzzing round my hand, the people walking with me kept trying to swat them away but I said 'don't anger them.'
I don't remember how it ended but coincidentally when I turned the calendar over this morning, the photo was of a bee.
That's what I think too. The table is smaller than it first appears, there is easily enough space for a person to be behind the table but in front of the other guests. I do wonder why no-one in the photo has come forward to say this, but perhaps a lot of alcohol was drunk and they don't remember.
I have always thought that, probably why it's the only ghost photo to genuinely frighten me.
Real or not I am glad to see this photo being discussed as it's one I have always found intriguing.
I remember seeing this on Schofield's Quest too and it scared me in a way that no other ghost photo has before or since. Looking at it again I am less convinced it's real. The table is narrower than it first appears and think the ghost is just a real person crouched behind the table. Notice how...
I only really discovered Horrible Histories during lockdown after having enjoyed Ghosts. I get a few of their songs stuck in my head from time to time.
I'd go to Mauritius pre human settlement to see the dodo and all the other since extinct species which resided there, or America pre the 1870s to witness the migration of the passenger pigeons.
When I was very young I named my nan's snake shaped draft excluder 'soppy ippy'. They were from then on known as soppy ippies in our house. Not having remembered naming it that I genuinely thought that was the proper name for them until I was in secondary school.
I woke up this morning to giant fingers at the top of my duvet and I thought I was about to be plucked up. I was very relieved when I realised that my duvet cover, which is pink fleshy colour, had somehow got folded in such a way it resembled a large hand.
I went through a phase of being interested in it when I was about 19 or 20, but not really now. I am still interested in cases like The Isdal Woman and other unidentified does, but not things like serial killers or organised crime etc.
The Silent Twins also fascinated me and they do fall under...
Thanks. I wonder where I have got it from then? I remember a friend telling me she ripped up a picture of Bucks Fizz not long before they had that coach crash, but I had the superstition before that.
I am not if this is a personal one or not, but have always had the superstition that it is bad luck to rip up/destroy photographs of living people. I mentioned to my mum when I last visited her and she had never heard of it.
Just saw on Facebook that Roy North of Basil Brush fame is 82 which surprised me as I thought he had died some time ago.
Adam Hart Davis is another I thought had left us. I was certain I read his obituary on the BBC website.
That has just been mentioned in another forum I frequent. I didn't mind that one too much ,but the World in Action theme was quite scary. I still find Vitruvian Man rather unsettling and it must be due to association with that theme.
I dreamt I was in London with a colleague. It was dark and rainy and we were waiting for a bus. I wasn't sure which bus to look out for and was relying on him, but he kept wandering off because he was sad.
I think I probably do rely on him a bit too much at work as he is one of those rare...
Some time in around 2010 or 2011, I am watching Frenzy with a friend. 'Isn't it a shame Jon Finch died so young' I say several times throughout the film as I was convinced he died in his 40s. I get home and check to see when and how he died only to discover he was still alive.
Fast forward to...
Dinham Villa in Rainhill (my home town) where Frederick Bailey Deeming murdered his wife and 5 children was demolished shortly after their bodies were found there in 1892.
William Friedkin, director of, among other things, The Excorcist. I thought he had died a few years ago, but it seems I was confusing him for Wiliam Peter Blatty.
On the other side of the coin, Tom Clancy's death 9 years ago completely passed me by.
I was on the bus last week, there two elderly women behind me. We stopped outside a bungalow for a while. One of the women says to the other, pointing at the bungalow 'That's where my friend Elsie died. Sometimes you can see her ghost out the back window.' The other lady then points out that...
I always used to be able to read in dreams until I read somewhere, possibly here, that you are not supposed to be able to and now when I see text in dreams it is all blurred with just the odd letter being visible.
I did a double take there, not because of the ghost, but because the man, your dad I take it, looks remarkably like my dad. I can tell it is not looking more closely but for a moment there I was quite befuddled.
I guess Facebook would know how old I am and hear their adverts towards that. It was just a bit odd that it should mention joint pain specifically rather then any other menopause symptons.
This happened to me recently. I am 45 and have just started experiencing joint pains for the first time in my life. I haven't discussed it with anyone, but have wondered to myself if it might be menopause related. On Facebook the other day what do I see but an article about joint pain can be...
It just shows you how the memory plays tricks. I was at my mum's in October and we went through some old photos and this was among them and it's nothing like how I remember it. It does show a man leaning over the side of the ferry, but he just seems to be looking at the sea. He doesn't have a...
Interesting. I knew he had died by suicide, but thought he jumped from a hotel window. I am curious now as to why I thought that, or who I was thinking of.
I had this one last month when I was on holiday.
I am in the hotel room when I see a crab scuttling about. I am wondering what to do about it, when it dons wig and tuxedo and gets out a violin and stars playing it.
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