Minor Strangeness

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This is either a minor strangeness or a coincidence but my friend and I were walking on Thursday and talking about old films (to be precise the first films we went to see at the cinema). She said hers was Born Free, which was my late mum's favourite film, and we chatted about it for a while. I hadn't thought of that film in years. Today, driving across the Wolds and listening to Desert Island Discs, the lady who was on chose the instrumental version of the song Born Free as one of her tracks. It made me think of my mum again, which was rather sweet.
 

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Yesterday, I went to the water park to get some desperately needed downtime. I went into one of the changing rooms (of which there are many scattered all around the park) and sat down. I thought, suddenly nostalgic, "I remember the first time I was in this room, It was 1985, with that wench* Traci who's now a hairdresser in Barbados. " I felt momentarily sad at the passage of time, but contented myself by thinking of how wizened Traci must look now. I hadn't seen her in many, many years.

I finished changing clothes and came out - only to find myself face to face with that wench Traci who's now a hairdresser in Barbados. :oops:

She was in town visiting her mother. Alas, she didn't look wizened at all. Curse it.

*a euphemism
 

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Just to report another missing item turns up where it was looked for and not found.

I keep my bank card in a little black wallet that protects criminals from swiping it in passing whilst it's sat in my bag (presuming you know what I mean? Because I don't exactly know how criminals do this, but thought it wise to stop them). I keep that wallet, which also has notes in it, in a big clip purse with lose change and loyalty cards.

On Thursdays I go horseriding and take just the little black wallet in a smaller handbag with me, for the cash inside it to pay for the riding lesson. I also put in this smaller handbag tissues, lip balm and polo mints for the horses.

On the Friday of last week I was taking my daughter and her boyfriend out for the day, and when I got to the petrol station, realised with horror that I hadn't transferred the black wallet back into my every day handbag.

Luckily, daughter had her card and by way of my banking app I transferred money from my account into hers, and she took the cash out for me. Day saved!

But when we got back home, and I checked the smaller horseriding handbag, no wallet! Tissues, lipbalm, polo mints, but no wallet!

Of course I called the stables, I searched the car, I turned the house upside down. I knew it hadn't been stolen as no money was being taken from my account, and I really didn't want to cancel the card and then have to replace the card details on various online sites. I just hoped it would turn up.

It didn't.

Inspired by stories I've read on here of folks asking various entities or deities for the return of an item, after another search of the car, garden and house, I lay on my bed and asked the gods and goddesses to please help me find my bank card. By now I had run out of the cash dear husband had leant me and was feeling a bit desperate.

Just as I finished asking, my phone in the living room went off. I answered it. Sales call. Cut it off. Then I went through the sofa one last time, thinking maybe I had been lead into that room by helpful deities. But no.

I wondered back into my bedroom, idly looked in the box where I keep my collection of various handbags, and there, bold as brass, sitting right on top of the bags, obvious as you like, was my black wallet.

I literally fell to my knees in gratitude!

Of course, I had checked this box before, even though my horseriding handbag had never been in it (it's kept on a hook in the hall, next to my riding hat).

tldr: my wallet went missing and turned up a week later in a place I had already looked, but in which it shouldn't have been.
 

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This one left me scratching my head. I was filling a silicone mould the other day. I had filled it once before, so I knew it took about 400 ml of silicone. I mixed it up, 200ml base 200ml activator, mixed it and poured it in. Only half went in before it was full! I figured I must have misremembered and mourned the wasted material. A few hours later, I fill the same very same mould. 200 ml mixed this time, pour it in. It's only half full! What the hell?? The mixing vessel only holds 500 ml, so there's no way I could have mixed up that much too much by accident the first time. And yeah the product came out looking good with no missing parts.

Also has anyone noticed how much your perception of an area changes from the first time you see it to when you've become familiar with them? If I were to describe my current home town the first time I went there, it would sound very different to what I see and experience now.
 

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Also has anyone noticed how much your perception of an area changes from the first time you see it to when you've become familiar with them? If I were to describe my current home town the first time I went there, it would sound very different to what I see and experience now.
Oh, yes. I find this quite fascinating.
 

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tldr: my wallet went missing and turned up a week later in a place I had already looked, but in which it shouldn't have been.
What colour is it? I notice that black things go missing. Wallets, phones, TV doofers, socks, whatever, I've noticed they go walkies.

Not just at home either. Part of my job is dealing with lost property and the same applies.
 

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Uncanny war memorial on the outskirts of Kleve (Germany), remembering both world wars. Three spooky heads, a text and not much more. Also placed in the fields at the city periphery:

kleve02.jpg kleve03.jpg

The on the other side of town: A deserted (?) factory on the outskirts of Kleve (Riswickler Strasse). This is made extra Liggotian (yes! see Thomas Ligotti) by the circus campground on the right. Why don't we have this kind of periphery in the Netherlands?

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This is Thomas LIgotti … "So I was going to tell you," Grissul began, "that I was out in that field, the one behind those empty buildings at the edge of town where everything just slides away and goes off in all directions. And there's a marsh by there, makes the ground a little, I don't know, stringy or something. No trees, though, only a lot of wild grass, reeds, you know where I mean?" "I now have a good idea," Nolon replied, a trifle bored or at least pretending to be. "This was a little before dark that I was there. A little before the stars began to come out. I really wasn't planning to do anything, let me say that. I just walked some ways out onto the field, changed direction a few times, walked a ways more. Then I saw something through a blind of huge stalks of some kind, skinny as your finger but with these great spiky heads on top. And really very stiff, not bending at all, just sort of wobbling in the breeze. They might well have creaked, I don't know, when I pushed my way through to see beyond them. Then I knelt down to get a better look at what was there on the ground. ...
 

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I was wondering why, if it is a war memorial, it isn't kept in better shape. Then I reread your post stating that it's in Germany. So possibly there are ambivalent feelings about it
Some cursory searching turned up more questions than answers ...

I found this webpage with photos of what appears to be the same memorial pillar:

https://www.tracesofwar.com/sights/9056/War-Memorial-Kleve.htm

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Location: Tiergarten Straße, Kleve
Date: Unknown

There are two other photos of the memorial on this webpage, one of which shows some text that only mentions the Second World War.

Uair01's photo is too faint to tell whether the text appears on the (same) face of the monument.

Also, I'm not sure why it would be painted or coated with what appears to be anti-corrosion primer of the sort used for metal objects.

This older photo looks like a stone monument; the later photo I originally thought might be steel because of the coating. ????? ...
 
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Mods may want to move this to a more appropriate thread. It is only a minor strangeness event where I live,

I just had a phone call from by daughter saying that armed police have closed off the roads just across the field from where I live.

Apparently there is a naked person laying on top of a car by the side of the road shouting 'Kill me now, kill me now'

I can see the area in question, but no activity or blue lights.

No helicopter yet, and the local kids have just come wandering across from the area.

Breaks up a boring evening.

INT21,
 

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Update,

Apparently this is some bloke stood naked on a house roof.

I can see a police van.

Probably someone stoned out of his brains.
 

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And the wiki page states that the city was virtually destroyed. https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kleve As a result of the bombing, relatively little of the pre-1945 city remains. Those structures spared include a number of historic villas built during the heyday of the spa Bad Kleves, located along the B9 near the Tiergarten. Of those buildings destroyed, many were reconstructed, including most of the Schwanenburg and the Stiftskirche, the Catholic parish church. Constructed on high ground, many of these landmarks can be seen from the surrounding communities.
 

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Update,

Apparently this is some bloke stood naked on a house roof.

I can see a police van.

Probably someone stoned out of his brains.
Certainly sounds like he's in a far-from-ideal state of mind, though quite why a naked man would warrant armed police eludes me. He can't exactly be concealing weapons, after all. Is bare skin truly that terrifying?
 

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It's all gone quiet now.

Maybe he had done something very bad before climbing up onto the roof.

Everyone in my side of the family has quit Facebook, so we can't look for updates.

No doubt we'll find out in the morning.

INT21.
 

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The naked man may not be woowoo strange, but I'd say it was strange if it happened in my neighborhood!

Also, I'm not sure why it would be painted or coated with what appears to be anti-corrosion primer of the sort used for metal objects.
Could the monument be made of friable stone, and the paint an attempt to keep it from eroding away more?
Then again, it looks like only the faces/heads have eroded—maybe the faces/heads have been shot at by bored locals. (?)

Also has anyone noticed how much your perception of an area changes from the first time you see it to when you've become familiar with them?
It might have to do with how much new information your brain has to deal with at once. When I was first on my own as an adult, and facing many new experiences at once, this happened to me a lot. But if new places had similarities to other places I already knew, then it was easier to retain a fuller sense of the new place. For example, if the architectural style or interior materials were similar to those of buildings I was already familiar with, it was easier for me to retain an internalized diagram of a new place, including positions of doors, windows and pillars.

Brian development probably plays a part, too: when I was a teenager and roaming around my hometown, I knew different areas like puzzle pieces that weren't connected. Over time I slowly put most of the pieces together. This amazes me now, because I've gone to many, many other cities for the first time since then and haven't had that much trouble putting together an internalized map of wherever it is I am. Then again, I've had actual maps to refer to in those new places, so maybe that's all there is to that. I still find walking indispensable to really nailing it though.

Wow, this is a long post! :doh:
 
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