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Yes,I have seen an unusual object in the sky when night fishing from the back of a cabin cruiser on the norfolk broads about 20 years ago.

It was a beautiful warm and clear summer night at about 2am with thousands of stars in view.
I noticed what looked like a bright star at one end of the horizon which suddenly travelled at incredible speed to the other side of the horizon in a couple of seconds then stopped abruptly and just hovered in the sky.
It would then repeat this and shoot off to the other horizon.
Nothing that I know of is physically capable of moving at that speed and then stopping suddenly,I must admit to being somewhat confused.
I thought that if I told anyone about this strange phenomenon they would think I was some kind of crank who was prone to fantasy.
I decided to wake my wife who reluctantly got up and came to the stern of the boat.She witnessed it as well and was similarly baffled.
To this day we still don't know what on earth it was.
And:

  • Whilst fishing the Lower Severn a few years ago on one late afternoon, i noticed a strange erratically moving dark object, sort of cigar shaped that hovered, and then moved at great speed to another position , this went on for some time, until it sped off in a vertical movement.....I wasnt the only one to see it, after a short time two RAF Typhoons as if they were looking for it screeched across the sky and flew around the area for a good twenty 20 minutes covering the sky inch by inch or so it seemed.....very odd and unexplainable.
Whole thread is worth reading for some good IFOs as well
https://barbel.co.uk/forum/threads/ufo-s-whilst-fishing.13982/page-2
 
Another fishing one with ghosts and UFOs:

[I]Alan Bell[/I]
215 posts · Joined 2014

#9 · Apr 19, 2020
A couple of years ago codding in winter at Conwy there was loads of green lights moving in triangle formation. Brighter than a star and no noise. The shapes were perfectly in triangles. Thankfully there was 2 other people fishing near me and we all saw it so it wasn't just me. We had a chat and none of us had a clue what it could have been


Also:

[I]Dave Hughes[/I]
702 posts · Joined 2014

#8 · Apr 18, 2020
I don't have a UFO story but , as i used to love fishing after dark especially if there wasn't much light pollution, i did see many ( some fiery ) objects fall or cross the sky, but since you mentioned ghosts. Anyone know were Porth Y Post is near Holyhead, a long long time ago about four of us on the way home on pushbikes after an evenings fishing, with me trailing along behind as usual, we went down into that dip were the golf course reaches the road when a shadowy figure said good night to me as i passed, i turned round to say good night back but there was no one there. i also saw a patch of glowing green on the surface of the water once, that could have been algae.


https://www.worldseafishing.com/threads/ufo-flying-saucer.41006149/
 
Can anyone think of a possible reason for - or cause - for ghosts 'preferring' to appear at night? Aside from the possibility of witnesses being mistaken due to tiredness or the darkness (etc etc), could there be anything more solid to this recurring feature of accounts than merely the atmospheric scene-stetting common to fictional stories? It surely can't be as simple-minded as our natural association of darkness equating to death? I hope there's more to it than that.
 
It surely can't be as simple-minded as our natural association of darkness equating to death? I hope there's more to it than that.
They are, I suppose, akin to shy nocturnal animals. British apparitions, that is, which tend, overwhelmingly, to be contemplative spirits. Go abroad and they are awake all hours, raping folk and creating mayhem. Those would be Evil Spirits or Poltergeists by our literature-driven taxonomy. :litg:
 
Yeah, there's frequently something fey - for the want of a (much) better description - about historical British/English ghosts. A hangover, perhaps, from more religious times in which a person may have been encouraged to be philosophical about their own mortality. And also to be honest about their supposed shortcomings and sins. Maybe all this was ingrained, culturally, for many centuries.
 
Enjoy browsing fishing forums and other such forums and finding 'everyday' Fortean goings-on:

Yes,I have seen an unusual object in the sky when night fishing from the back of a cabin cruiser on the norfolk broads about 20 years ago.

It was a beautiful warm and clear summer night at about 2am with thousands of stars in view.
I noticed what looked like a bright star at one end of the horizon which suddenly travelled at incredible speed to the other side of the horizon in a couple of seconds then stopped abruptly and just hovered in the sky.
It would then repeat this and shoot off to the other horizon.
Nothing that I know of is physically capable of moving at that speed and then stopping suddenly,I must admit to being somewhat confused.
I thought that if I told anyone about this strange phenomenon they would think I was some kind of crank who was prone to fantasy.
I decided to wake my wife who reluctantly got up and came to the stern of the boat.She witnessed it as well and was similarly baffled.
To this day we still don't know what on earth it was.
And:

  • Whilst fishing the Lower Severn a few years ago on one late afternoon, i noticed a strange erratically moving dark object, sort of cigar shaped that hovered, and then moved at great speed to another position , this went on for some time, until it sped off in a vertical movement.....I wasnt the only one to see it, after a short time two RAF Typhoons as if they were looking for it screeched across the sky and flew around the area for a good twenty 20 minutes covering the sky inch by inch or so it seemed.....very odd and unexplainable.
Whole thread is worth reading for some good IFOs as well
https://barbel.co.uk/forum/threads/ufo-s-whilst-fishing.13982/page-2
It all can be explained by Venus in the heavens. People mistake Venus for all types of things. Weird shaped UFO's performing odd manoeuvres, strange lights and the rest of it, even UFO's coming out of the sea. It can all be explained as being misidentified and what they actually saw was Venus although Venus is just a little pin prick of light in the sky at certain times of the year.
 
Can anyone think of a possible reason for - or cause - for ghosts 'preferring' to appear at night? Aside from the possibility of witnesses being mistaken due to tiredness or the darkness (etc etc), could there be anything more solid to this recurring feature of accounts than merely the atmospheric scene-stetting common to fictional stories? It surely can't be as simple-minded as our natural association of darkness equating to death? I hope there's more to it than that.
I think people may be more likely to believe they’ve seen something. Although any time I’ve seen anything it’s been day time.
 
Can anyone think of a possible reason for - or cause - for ghosts 'preferring' to appear at night? Aside from the possibility of witnesses being mistaken due to tiredness or the darkness (etc etc), could there be anything more solid to this recurring feature of accounts than merely the atmospheric scene-stetting common to fictional stories? It surely can't be as simple-minded as our natural association of darkness equating to death? I hope there's more to it than that.
Ah, but do they? I would argue that many of the best ghost sightings (and hankies on twigs) have been during the daylight hours. I feel it is our cultural perception they occur at night due to the witching hour etc.
 
Ah, but do they? I would argue that many of the best ghost sightings (and hankies on twigs) have been during the daylight hours. I feel it is our cultural perception they occur at night due to the witching hour etc.

Yes. Perhaps the cultural baggage - the 'atmospherics' featured in plays, poems, films etc etc - we all bring with us when examining reports of hauntings often causes us to be suspicious, in several ways, whenever we hear or read of a ghost being sighted at night.

(and hankies on twigs)

:rofl:
 
Enjoy browsing fishing forums and other such forums and finding 'everyday' Fortean goings-on:

Yes,I have seen an unusual object in the sky when night fishing from the back of a cabin cruiser on the norfolk broads about 20 years ago.

It was a beautiful warm and clear summer night at about 2am with thousands of stars in view.
I noticed what looked like a bright star at one end of the horizon which suddenly travelled at incredible speed to the other side of the horizon in a couple of seconds then stopped abruptly and just hovered in the sky.
It would then repeat this and shoot off to the other horizon.
Nothing that I know of is physically capable of moving at that speed and then stopping suddenly,I must admit to being somewhat confused.
I thought that if I told anyone about this strange phenomenon they would think I was some kind of crank who was prone to fantasy.
I decided to wake my wife who reluctantly got up and came to the stern of the boat.She witnessed it as well and was similarly baffled.
To this day we still don't know what on earth it was.
And:

  • Whilst fishing the Lower Severn a few years ago on one late afternoon, i noticed a strange erratically moving dark object, sort of cigar shaped that hovered, and then moved at great speed to another position , this went on for some time, until it sped off in a vertical movement.....I wasnt the only one to see it, after a short time two RAF Typhoons as if they were looking for it screeched across the sky and flew around the area for a good twenty 20 minutes covering the sky inch by inch or so it seemed.....very odd and unexplainable.
Whole thread is worth reading for some good IFOs as well
https://barbel.co.uk/forum/threads/ufo-s-whilst-fishing.13982/page-2

You get some decent sounding UFO sightings reported in unlikely places. This is an interesting one from a forum for SE Asian expats:

Around 1995, I was walking up a rural trail with a girlfriend, in the steep hills of San Xia, Taiwan, above a fish farming restaurant. We had just reached the top of a long winding gravel road. Nobody was around. As the road became straight across a hill top, the sky opened overhead.

Suddenly, from behind, taking us completely by surprise, and passing VERY SLOWLY directly over our heads through the air, came a huge and silent craft. It was all white and tubular, like the fuselage of an airliner as big as a 737. But it was silent, gliding at a very slow speed of no more than 30 kmph, and only 20 meters overhead, just above the hill top that we were walking across, and moving in exactly the same direction we were walking..!

We didn't see or hear it coming, it was so quiet... Anyway, I looked up instantly as it began passing silently overhead because the shadow it cast was huge. Looking straight up, I saw the front of the craft was smooth, hard, white and conical. I noticed faint grayish and black streaks along the conical sides of the front end, as if before it had been going at speed through the atmosphere or rain or whatever...

My girlfriend and I both stared up as it glided over us. The craft was at least 20 or 30 meters long. Like a big white cigar, perfectly cylindrical... There were no ripples, rivets or markings in the smooth white surface of the fuselage, which looked rather hard or painted at least. Glancing left and right as it passed, I saw no wings on either side as it continued. It was moving far too slowly for any normal aircraft. And, the craft was suspended in the air and gliding so slowly despite looking solid and massive.

As it passed, at a point near the middle of the fuselage, inside the craft, I heard a muffled whirring sound, like something electric or highly energetic spinning around inside. Then, the sound faded.

Several more meters of the fuselage passed over us and then the tail end appeared. We were looking straight up at it... It was so close overhead. The back end was a flat perfectly round circle, revealing the cylindrical shape. I heard a distinct hissing sound, like pressurized air. I could clearly see dozens, maybe fifty brass-colored metal rings with red circles on the outside edges. These buttons stood out a few centimeters and were arranged in regular rows up and down the entire tail end. They looked like machined brassy metal caps or nozzles. The craft was gliding so slowly, I recall all the these details easily. The weirdest thing was how remarkably smooth, unmarked and solid the fuselage looked.

It kept moving, so low and slow over the hilltops right ahead of us until it simply disappeared over the horizon of hilltops. So strange -- how it passed right above us just as we'd reached the very top of the mountain road, which we'd been hiking up for twenty minutes or more...

We immediately discussed what we had seen. My gf was amazed but not frightened. I told her I thought it might be a military "balloon" of some kind. But the thing was way too big to be a spy drone. It was big enough to hold people for sure. But from our perspective underneath, it was impossible to see if there were any windows on the topside of the cylinder.

Nobody else was with us. I never saw anything like it ever again. But unless it was filled with helium or something, there's no way such a large wingless object with a very hard-looking skin could have remained suspended in the air. It looked like a huge missile moving in slow motion, horizontally hugging the hilltops...

Years later, I found a crackpot website called "UFOs Northwest", on which they were publishing "UFO sighting reports". Well, I scoured their database, which seemed limited to mostly sightings in the U.S. and UK... Anyway, I found a couple of people reported seeing huge white cylinders hovering in the air out at sea, gliding and hovering near the surface of the water around Florida. Their description of the object's gravity-defying behavior and appearance was similar to the thing I saw. ( In the end, I decided it was a Taiwan military bird, but for what purpose, I couldn't guess... )

Another experience, recently... I was staying out at Sunset beach in Koh Rong after the new year. I went out to the beach to see the stars around 11 p.m. I spotted several shooting stars -- meteors. But something else, too. I was staring at the spot in the sky where I'd already seen about three or four meteors streaking down... Then I saw a "meteor" of medium intensity moving slowly across the sky. It blinked off, then turned on again a little further on. I saw another one just like it a few minutes later. Not an airplane light, because it was white, not red, and switched off. But when it switched on again it was moving in the opposite direction. Way high up. It blinked on and off then disappeared ...I was so shocked. But I became suspicious, because the next morning, I noticed a small Cambodian navy frigate moored off the beach quite far out, almost a kilometer. I decided maybe the sailors were playing with lasers or something ...Who knows? But there was definitely a real meteor shower going on at the same time over a few nights.
 
I wonder if the 'number of ghosts seen during the hours of darkness' count is bumped up by poorly understood episodes of sleep paralysis and hypnogogic and hypnopompic hallucinations?

Not that everyone only ever goes to bed at night, but to generalise...
 
I wonder if the 'number of ghosts seen during the hours of darkness' count is bumped up by poorly understood episodes of sleep paralysis and hypnogogic and hypnopompic hallucinations?

Not that everyone only ever goes to bed at night, but to generalise...
Yup, when I hear of people roused from sleep by ghosts I'm suspicious. They're not necessarily lying, just possibly mistaken.

Dreams might also express one's subconscious thoughts. Quoting myself, as I do -

My mother recently told me about her dream of her dear sister in law Joyce, to whom she'd been close. Joyce had died young of a fierce brain tumour, sadly leaving two little daughters.
My cousins and I are nearly 60 now and we still remember their Mum, my aunt, very clearly. She was beautiful and kind.

Anyway... my mother took Joyce's sudden illness and death very badly. She cried every day and would visit her own mother most evenings because she felt she was upsetting her family with her grief.

After a couple of weeks of this, my mother awoke early one morning to hear Joyce speaking in her distinctive West Midlands accent. She was saying warmly 'It's all right, love! It's all right!'

Mother felt comforted and from then on, her grief eased and she was able to get through a day without breaking down.
Yup, it was Mother's own subconscious telling her to get a grip! - but how beautifully done.
 
I've got lots of pictures of very blurry people taken in the early days of camera phones.

In which case, of course the photograph would be found to be 'real'. I mean, someone pointed a camera and took a photo - how 'unreal' could it be? I doubt This Morning would be able to tell a ghost from an inexpertly captured image.

I was going to say the same thing: a photo that is deemed "real" and which seems to have a ghostly figure in it isn't necessarily a photo of a "real" ghost (even if everyone agrees exactly what a ghost is). And yes, most definitely, This Morning verifying the reality of the photo isn't the most ringing endorsement, let alone proof of anything.

I doubt This Morning would be able to tell a ghost from any human body part

Fixed that for you. :chuckle:
Elbow, to name just one?

On the other hand, I can't deny it was a cool photo!
 
Another interesting IHTM thread, this one from a climbing forum:

Rigid Raider25 Apr 2017
In reply to estivoautumnal:

Never seen a ghost but the best ghost story I heard concerned some people who visited my friend's game lodge at Waterval Onder in South Africa. Near the lodge my friends discovered a cemetery, which contains graves from a train crash on the nearby railway and some British graves from the Boer war. They are in the habit of taking visitors to look at the graveyard and on a recent visit, a boy aged about six was with his mother and asked her: "Mummy, what are those soldiers doing?" No soldiers could be seen so the Mum asked her child what they looked like and he described a British Boer war uniform in detail. When she asked the child what the soldiers were doing he replied that two were sitting under the tree smoking and one was standing and they looked as if they were waiting for a friend. Nobody has been able to explain that one.


And:

estivoautumnal24 Apr 2017

I have a memory of seeing an object and lights in the sky as a youngster. Typical cigar shaped thing and coloured lights like most fantasists would imagine. I was slightly surprised recently when I met an old school friend who I hadn't seen for 30 years asked 'do you remember the night when we saw a UFO?'


Also some IFOs and amusing anecdotes from being out in the countryside at night:

https://www.ukclimbing.com/forums/off_belay/anyone_seen_a_ufo_or_a_ghost-662821
 
Can anyone think of a possible reason for - or cause - for ghosts 'preferring' to appear at night?
Well, I was watching Black Mirror and one of the episodes kind of addressed that question.

A person was being set up in an altered reality situation (brain implant used to generate a survival horror game). He was introduced to a house in a 19th century setting. When he asked why, he was told that because there were fewer distractions such as tv, phone, reliable lighting. I then thought of ghost sightings being more common in earlier years.

Perhaps ghosts are more visible(?) at night due to fewer distractions.
 
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Well, I was watching Black Mirror and one of the episodes kind of addressed that question.

A person was being set up in an altered reality situation (brain implant used to generate a survival horror game). He was introduced to a house in was a 19th century setting. When he asked why, he was told that because there were fewer distractions such as tv, phone, reliable lighting. I then thought of ghost sightings being more common in earlier years.

Perhaps ghosts are more visible(?) at night due to fewer distractions.
I’ve found whenever I’ve seen anything I’ve been in neutral which is more likely at night even if you’re not actually asleep.
 
Perhaps ghosts are more visible(?) at night due to fewer distractions.
I think perhaps we are more aware at night? Perhaps that goes back many thousands of years when we didn’t have the best night sight of anything out there and kept alert for shapes and shadows moving. And it’s generally quieter at night, the rush of the day has ebbed away. For me to ‘see’ something in the day, it would have to be pretty obvious for me to take notice with everything else going on both outwardly and in my head (or in a quiet, peaceful place). At night there’s more mental and environmental ‘room’.
 
Yup, when I hear of people roused from sleep by ghosts I'm suspicious. They're not necessarily lying, just possibly mistaken.
Having had several years if sleep paralysis (now hopefully over) Yes, if I read or hear that I tend to think of dreams or sleep paralysis. I’ve even had false awakenings once or twice when you could swear up and down you really did get up and go to work etc.
 
I'm pretty much committed to a belief that many ghost appearances are facilitated by witnesses willingly or accidentally entering a 'spell'/trance; by which I mean the kind of opened mindset sought by, say, poets when they seek inspiration (from the Muse, so to speak). So, I think that the very stillness of night, and its totally different 'atmosphere' to daytime, actually helps to conjure up ghosts whether real or imagined i.e. effectively self-created.
 
I'm pretty much committed to a belief that many ghost appearances are facilitated by witnesses willingly or accidentally entering a 'spell'/trance; by which I mean the kind of opened mindset sought by, say, poets when they seek inspiration (from the Muse, so to speak).
I would agree with that. The times I have heard or experienced anything have been when I’m either in that kind if mindset or a ‘neutral zone’.
It also makes me think of when my uncle was studying for his Masters at home. It was quiet (not nighttime) and everyone else was out and he heard his father speaking from the next room. Not just a word, but as if his father was talking to someone and my uncle could hear clearly. It wasn’t a mumble. Both doors were open and his voice was perfectly audible. Such (my uncle said) was the state of his mind, deeply engrossed, that he accepted it completely. It was only after a few moments he stopped and looked up and remembered his father had been dead for several years.
 
Can anyone think of a possible reason for - or cause - for ghosts 'preferring' to appear at night? Aside from the possibility of witnesses being mistaken due to tiredness or the darkness (etc etc), could there be anything more solid to this recurring feature of accounts than merely the atmospheric scene-stetting common to fictional stories? It surely can't be as simple-minded as our natural association of darkness equating to death? I hope there's more to it than that.
Got to shine a lot brighter to be visible in daylight, same reason we don't see stars in daytime.
 
Can anyone think of a possible reason for - or cause - for ghosts 'preferring' to appear at night? Aside from the possibility of witnesses being mistaken due to tiredness or the darkness (etc etc), could there be anything more solid to this recurring feature of accounts than merely the atmospheric scene-stetting common to fictional stories? It surely can't be as simple-minded as our natural association of darkness equating to death? I hope there's more to it than that.
Most of my experiences have been during daytime. Fictional ghost stories tend to be at night to ramp up the sense of fear and isolation - low visibility, not many people around etc.
 
From Facebook

‘A warning to the curious..a very long read.

Who was the lady on the train… was she a ghost?
The 24 August this year will mark the 98th anniversary of a dramatic train crash just outside Sevenoaks which claimed the lives of 13 people. Several years ago, former Dunton Green resident Anthony Perry, a retired Facilities Manager with the NHS, had a strange encounter he believes could be connected with the accident. He has kept quiet about his experience but has now decided to tell his story here in his own words in the hope someone can shed some light on the incident.

From 2020.
I had a very strange experience on Tuesday, 5 June 2007. It is 13 years ago since the incident occurred, however it has continued to enter my thoughts regularly over the years and I feel that I need to find out certain information to be able to put this experience to rest.

I am aware that most people are sceptical on the subject of what is to follow, but I can only express how it happened on that day.

My work for the NHS at St Bartholomew’s Hospital in London meant I would catch the same train from Dunton Green to Cannon Street and back every day from Monday to Friday, except when I was on holiday.

For my return journey I caught the 5pm service but always arrived at the station a little earlier as I preferred to sit in the same carriage and the same seat. The carriage would normally be full when it departed, but gradually empty at stations along the way and by the time the train reached Knockholt there would usually only be three passengers in the carriage, including myself, who would travel on to Dunton Green and Sevenoaks.

I would always get up from my seat in the long tunnel between Knockholt and Dunton Green to stand at the doors ready to depart from the train.

On this particular day, as I prepared to get off, something caught my attention out of the corner of my eye. I assumed it was someone sitting in a seat at the end of the carriage to my left, with their legs in the aisle. As we approached the end of the long tunnel under Polhill, I heard a lady with a soft polite voice say: “Excuse me.” I turned around and there stood a lady who was approximately 5ft 2ins tall, slim, with silvery grey hair and a pale complexion. I guessed she was approximately 50- 55 years of age.

The lady was wearing a long black or dark blue skirt, grey cardigan and a white blouse done up to the neck. She didn’t appear to have any luggage and stood with her arms at her side. Once she had gained my attention, she continued: “Could you tell me where this train is going?”

I informed her the train was going to Sevenoaks and asked where she wanted to go to? She replied: “Sevenoaks of course.” She then added: “I have been going up and down on this train all day long.

I was surprised and so asked: Why all day long? Would nobody help you?

“No one would listen to me,” she said.

As we approached the station, I explained that the next stop was Dunton Green followed by Sevenoaks. The train stopped, the doors opened, and I stepped off the train.

I turned around immediately to look at the lady again – but she had disappeared. It wasn’t until I started to go over what had happened that a couple of other strange factors became apparent.

I remembered as I was talking to the lady, the train was rocking more than usual, particularly when I first stood up in the tunnel to get ready for my station. This meant I had to hold onto a bar above my head to steady myself. It then struck me that when I was talking to the lady she had been standing absolutely still and was not holding on to anything to steady herself.

Having gone over this incident many times in my head the only conclusion I can come to is that the lady was a ghost!

I assume when the lady claimed nobody would listen to her, it was perhaps because no one could actually see her – until my encounter with her. To this day I feel such an idiot that I did not realise at the time that I was experiencing something strange.

After doing some research, I discovered that on the 24 August 1927 there was a train crash between Dunton Green and Sevenoaks Station in which 13 people died. Five of the victims were women. The train was the 5pm from Cannon Street.

So far, I have not been able to find the names and ages of the female victims to see if any of them were around the age of the lady I spoke to.

If possible, I would like to contact some of the descendants of the victims to see if they have any photographs that were passed on down the generations. I have never forgotten the lady’s face and would recognise her immediately. It would help prove that I had experienced something extraordinary.

That evening changed my whole outlook on life, and I think to myself why did it happen to me? Why, on a June evening in 2007, did I see someone who at that time would have been dead for 80 years?

* Despite searching online, My Sevenoaks Community has not been able to find a list of names of those who perished in the accident. Does anyone have any ideas where Anthony could find such a list? Has anyone had a similar experience on the Cannon Street to Sevenoaks train?

The Sevenoaks Railway accident
The tragic accident on 24 August 1927 happened between Dunton Green station and Sevenoaks station. The River Class tank engine train, called the River Cray, was Southern Railway’s former afternoon express from Cannon Street to Deal.

Survivors of the crash gave evidence to say they noticed the train rolling more than usual on curves during the journey.

Trains could reach speeds of around 60mph going through the Polhill tunnel but when questioned during an enquiry into the crash, the driver claimed that as he passed Knockholt station he decided to keep the speed down for the four mile descent to Dunton Green because there had been three recent major storms and it was still raining that day.

Despite the drop in speed, passengers giving evidence during the enquiry said were aware that the rolling motion had become quite frightening.

Just beyond Dunton Green Station the railway line curves and goes through a cutting under the road bridge in Shoreham Lane between Riverhead and Sevenoaks. The train rolled so excessively that the cab of the locomotive hit the bridge, derailed, but still carried on for about another 100 yards before turning onto its side

Three of the passenger coaches directly behind crumpled into the locomotive and a fourth coach was smashed against the middle strut of the bridge. As well as the 13 fatalities, many other passengers suffered serious injuries. Amazingly, the driver escaped with cuts and bruises. His fireman also survived but did not regain full consciousness for two days.

The River Cray was one of 21 locomotives named after rivers by Southern Railway. There have since been claims that this was possibly an accident waiting to happen because of several incidents involving similar locomotives in the same year.

In March 1927, a three-cylinder A890 derailed at Wrotham and in August an A800 locomotive did the same at Maidstone. The same month, just four days before the Sevenoaks accident, the A890 and its whole train came off the rails near Bearsted,

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I did some reasearch and discovered a list of dead which may not have been available in 2020.

CHEESMAN Francis William 35 Folkestone, KEN T
ELDRIDGE Dorothy 23 Finchley, MDX Sister injured in same accidebt
HAISELL Bridget Teresa 37 , Wife of Frank Caister HAISELL
HAISELL Frank Caister 38 Police constable , Husband of Bridget Teresa HAISELL
HATCH Jessie Christina 51 Folkestone, KEN T
HATTON Helen Winifred 39 Dover, KENT Mother, brother and sister (Constance) were injured in the accident
HIGGINSON Edward Gordon Forbes 56 Stockbroker , Brother of Major Frank Forbes HIGGINSON 1927
NORTON Nita Hannah 45 Broadhurst Gardens, Hampstead, MDX
PARFITT Leslie 6 Jack's Bush, Sutton-by-Dover, KEN T,Son of Charlie Parfitt
PARFITT Charlie ,Sutton-by-Dover, miner

SALISBURY-JONES Arthur 62 Stockbroker Cornwall Gardens, Kensington, MDX Brother of Captain R. Salisbury JONES
SELF Norman Stewart 18 Southgate, MDX
YOUNG Alice Marian 33 Elham nr Canterbury, KENT

The only Iady of the right age is Jessie Hatch aged 51 , an unmarried woman who lived with her elderly mother in Folkestone.

Courtesy of SevenoaksCommunity’

https://www.facebook.com/share/p/1DeyK4UPsa/?mibextid=wwXIfr
 
From Facebook

‘A warning to the curious..a very long read.

Who was the lady on the train… was she a ghost?
The 24 August this year will mark the 98th anniversary of a dramatic train crash just outside Sevenoaks which claimed the lives of 13 people. Several years ago, former Dunton Green resident Anthony Perry, a retired Facilities Manager with the NHS, had a strange encounter he believes could be connected with the accident. He has kept quiet about his experience but has now decided to tell his story here in his own words in the hope someone can shed some light on the incident.

From 2020.
I had a very strange experience on Tuesday, 5 June 2007. It is 13 years ago since the incident occurred, however it has continued to enter my thoughts regularly over the years and I feel that I need to find out certain information to be able to put this experience to rest.

I am aware that most people are sceptical on the subject of what is to follow, but I can only express how it happened on that day.

My work for the NHS at St Bartholomew’s Hospital in London meant I would catch the same train from Dunton Green to Cannon Street and back every day from Monday to Friday, except when I was on holiday.

For my return journey I caught the 5pm service but always arrived at the station a little earlier as I preferred to sit in the same carriage and the same seat. The carriage would normally be full when it departed, but gradually empty at stations along the way and by the time the train reached Knockholt there would usually only be three passengers in the carriage, including myself, who would travel on to Dunton Green and Sevenoaks.

I would always get up from my seat in the long tunnel between Knockholt and Dunton Green to stand at the doors ready to depart from the train.

On this particular day, as I prepared to get off, something caught my attention out of the corner of my eye. I assumed it was someone sitting in a seat at the end of the carriage to my left, with their legs in the aisle. As we approached the end of the long tunnel under Polhill, I heard a lady with a soft polite voice say: “Excuse me.” I turned around and there stood a lady who was approximately 5ft 2ins tall, slim, with silvery grey hair and a pale complexion. I guessed she was approximately 50- 55 years of age.

The lady was wearing a long black or dark blue skirt, grey cardigan and a white blouse done up to the neck. She didn’t appear to have any luggage and stood with her arms at her side. Once she had gained my attention, she continued: “Could you tell me where this train is going?”

I informed her the train was going to Sevenoaks and asked where she wanted to go to? She replied: “Sevenoaks of course.” She then added: “I have been going up and down on this train all day long.

I was surprised and so asked: Why all day long? Would nobody help you?

“No one would listen to me,” she said.

As we approached the station, I explained that the next stop was Dunton Green followed by Sevenoaks. The train stopped, the doors opened, and I stepped off the train.

I turned around immediately to look at the lady again – but she had disappeared. It wasn’t until I started to go over what had happened that a couple of other strange factors became apparent.

I remembered as I was talking to the lady, the train was rocking more than usual, particularly when I first stood up in the tunnel to get ready for my station. This meant I had to hold onto a bar above my head to steady myself. It then struck me that when I was talking to the lady she had been standing absolutely still and was not holding on to anything to steady herself.

Having gone over this incident many times in my head the only conclusion I can come to is that the lady was a ghost!

I assume when the lady claimed nobody would listen to her, it was perhaps because no one could actually see her – until my encounter with her. To this day I feel such an idiot that I did not realise at the time that I was experiencing something strange.

After doing some research, I discovered that on the 24 August 1927 there was a train crash between Dunton Green and Sevenoaks Station in which 13 people died. Five of the victims were women. The train was the 5pm from Cannon Street.

So far, I have not been able to find the names and ages of the female victims to see if any of them were around the age of the lady I spoke to.

If possible, I would like to contact some of the descendants of the victims to see if they have any photographs that were passed on down the generations. I have never forgotten the lady’s face and would recognise her immediately. It would help prove that I had experienced something extraordinary.

That evening changed my whole outlook on life, and I think to myself why did it happen to me? Why, on a June evening in 2007, did I see someone who at that time would have been dead for 80 years?

* Despite searching online, My Sevenoaks Community has not been able to find a list of names of those who perished in the accident. Does anyone have any ideas where Anthony could find such a list? Has anyone had a similar experience on the Cannon Street to Sevenoaks train?

The Sevenoaks Railway accident
The tragic accident on 24 August 1927 happened between Dunton Green station and Sevenoaks station. The River Class tank engine train, called the River Cray, was Southern Railway’s former afternoon express from Cannon Street to Deal.

Survivors of the crash gave evidence to say they noticed the train rolling more than usual on curves during the journey.

Trains could reach speeds of around 60mph going through the Polhill tunnel but when questioned during an enquiry into the crash, the driver claimed that as he passed Knockholt station he decided to keep the speed down for the four mile descent to Dunton Green because there had been three recent major storms and it was still raining that day.

Despite the drop in speed, passengers giving evidence during the enquiry said were aware that the rolling motion had become quite frightening.

Just beyond Dunton Green Station the railway line curves and goes through a cutting under the road bridge in Shoreham Lane between Riverhead and Sevenoaks. The train rolled so excessively that the cab of the locomotive hit the bridge, derailed, but still carried on for about another 100 yards before turning onto its side

Three of the passenger coaches directly behind crumpled into the locomotive and a fourth coach was smashed against the middle strut of the bridge. As well as the 13 fatalities, many other passengers suffered serious injuries. Amazingly, the driver escaped with cuts and bruises. His fireman also survived but did not regain full consciousness for two days.

The River Cray was one of 21 locomotives named after rivers by Southern Railway. There have since been claims that this was possibly an accident waiting to happen because of several incidents involving similar locomotives in the same year.

In March 1927, a three-cylinder A890 derailed at Wrotham and in August an A800 locomotive did the same at Maidstone. The same month, just four days before the Sevenoaks accident, the A890 and its whole train came off the rails near Bearsted,

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I did some reasearch and discovered a list of dead which may not have been available in 2020.

CHEESMAN Francis William 35 Folkestone, KEN T
ELDRIDGE Dorothy 23 Finchley, MDX Sister injured in same accidebt
HAISELL Bridget Teresa 37 , Wife of Frank Caister HAISELL
HAISELL Frank Caister 38 Police constable , Husband of Bridget Teresa HAISELL
HATCH Jessie Christina 51 Folkestone, KEN T
HATTON Helen Winifred 39 Dover, KENT Mother, brother and sister (Constance) were injured in the accident
HIGGINSON Edward Gordon Forbes 56 Stockbroker , Brother of Major Frank Forbes HIGGINSON 1927
NORTON Nita Hannah 45 Broadhurst Gardens, Hampstead, MDX
PARFITT Leslie 6 Jack's Bush, Sutton-by-Dover, KEN T,Son of Charlie Parfitt
PARFITT Charlie ,Sutton-by-Dover, miner

SALISBURY-JONES Arthur 62 Stockbroker Cornwall Gardens, Kensington, MDX Brother of Captain R. Salisbury JONES
SELF Norman Stewart 18 Southgate, MDX
YOUNG Alice Marian 33 Elham nr Canterbury, KENT

The only Iady of the right age is Jessie Hatch aged 51 , an unmarried woman who lived with her elderly mother in Folkestone.

Courtesy of SevenoaksCommunity’

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