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So, what did you guys all make of the doppelgänger episode?
I enjoyed it and thought it made a nice change from the usual ghosts.
The family in the old Wolseley seeing themselves 6 months apart was the better story I felt, even if there was a hint of the too-good-to-be-true Slemens about it. What was missing though was any corroborating evidence from a second witness. I was hoping Danny would have tracked down the white van man, who was there both times. Did he spot his own doppelgänger too? What about other motorists going to/from Newcastle on those dates - did they all have doppelgängers? Was there any CCTV footage?
I'll be spending a couple of days in Newcastle for work next month - will keep an eye out for myself!
 
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Having two separate incidents of my doppelganger being seen by others, you interest me ...
I've had the same. I have 2 best friends I've known since I was 3 years old. Separately, both saw me clearly in a place I wasn't. One friend told me she saw me walking up the sidewalk to the local community college, wearing my favorite shirt (distinctive, it was a smiley face wearing a hippie peace sign bandana) but I wasn't attending school at the time so I wasn't there. A few years later, the other friend saw me driving my car in my hometown - while I was away at college an hour away!
 
In my cases, the motions (?) or behavior of the image witnessed were not unusual. and in the other case there was no way someone was a mimic.
Case 1 - Girlfriend in flat, watching TV and could clearly see the dining/kitchen area where my (basic) computer layout was. She knew I'd come in from work, coat off, and was in the bathroom having a shower. There was no way I could go from the bathroom to the kitchen without me passing her. While she sat watching TV, she saw me fully dressed complete in black overcoat wander over to the computer.
But when I came out from shower, dried and dressed, she was shocked and said "I saw you over by the computer! Fully dressed in your overcoat, just now!"
Case 2 - I'd had a major mental breakdown. It was going 'from work', so after work I just ... wanted out! I walked from Epping tube station and just ... walked. I ended up walking to Newmarket where a friend found me. Utter melt-down. A close friend, at the same time and day, saw 'me' in a busy, local East End pub standing at the bar waiting for a drink. Standing there, waiting for a drink.
 
I ended up walking to Newmarket
What as in where the gee gees are?
Blimey I'm as impressed with that as I am the doppelganger event! I go for long walks when I'm experiencing mental distress but I've never walked that far in one go! Glad you recovered xxx
 
In my cases, the motions (?) or behavior of the image witnessed were not unusual. and in the other case there was no way someone was a mimic.
Case 1 - Girlfriend in flat, watching TV and could clearly see the dining/kitchen area where my (basic) computer layout was. She knew I'd come in from work, coat off, and was in the bathroom having a shower. There was no way I could go from the bathroom to the kitchen without me passing her. While she sat watching TV, she saw me fully dressed complete in black overcoat wander over to the computer.
But when I came out from shower, dried and dressed, she was shocked and said "I saw you over by the computer! Fully dressed in your overcoat, just now!"
This one is more like a vardoger, though I'm not really familiar with Skandinavian folklore.

Wiki states that there is a slight difference:
https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vardøger
 
As described elsewhere, my doppelgänger used to be seen around town and I've even spotted it myself.

When it's seen, if people try to engage with it they are rudely ignored which makes them angry.

They complain to me and others, and if I deny having been there (say, if I was actually in a city 60 miles away) I'm asked 'D'you think I don't know my own niece?' or whatever.

When my own mother saw it, she said 'It WAS you but I knew it wasn't you.'
She could tell.
 
I'm enjoying it, I watched "The Men Who Could Talk To Ghosts" last night with the medium Eddie Berks. I would've loved a whole series with him, he was fascinating.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Eddie_Burks

https://occult-world.com/burks-eddie/
There's an episode featuring Harry Martindale who saw Roman soldiers march through a cellar in York. Although his story was well-known by then, the interview was still a scoop. It's great to see and hear Harry himself describe his experience.

Harry died in 2014. I like to think of him popping back to York for a stroll with old friends. :wink2:
 
So, what did you guys all make of the doppelgänger episode?
I enjoyed it and thought it made a nice change from the usual ghosts.
The family in the old Wolseley seeing themselves 6 months apart was the better story I felt, even if there was a hint of the too-good-to-be-true Slemens about it. What was missing though was any corroborating evidence from a second witness. I was hoping Danny would have tracked down the white van man, who was there both times. Did he spot his own doppelgänger too? What about other motorists going to/from Newcastle on those dates - did they all have doppelgängers? Was there any CCTV footage?
I'll be spending a couple of days in Newcastle for work next month - will keep an eye out for myself!
Absolutely loved it, classic IHTM stuff and a refreshing change from poltergeists and UFOs. Having featured time-slips and now doppelgängers and vardøgers I hope Danny is going to broaden his narrative, after all he gets so many IHTM accounts on his social media that feature all aspects of Forteana.

The Wolsley case had all my Fortean senses tingling but I suspect skeptics might pick holes in it. For example, he failed to get an exact match on the number plate. I find this curious as whenever I have seen car similar to mine I have always instinctively checked the numberplate to see if it is the same year and model etc (but that might be just me). So was it just a huge coincidence? There is a Wolseley Owners Club:

https://www.wolseleyownersclub.com

Perhaps his mind then placed him and his family in that other car?

Also, here was a man clearly eager to be unique and a bit of a minor celebrity in his neighbourhood (he alludes to this in the podcast), so is the thought another old Wolseley in his locality one of his inner fears?

But that is the skeptical viewpoint and it was a compelling interview and what are the odds of the driver and passenger being so similar/identical and passing them at the exact same point and with the white van involved too? At the moment I am Team believer on this one.
 
Have previously posted about my possible dooplegänger:

"Had some experiences in North Devon, specifically Barnstaple that seemed to suggest I had a double (or doppelgänger) that I have posted elsewhere before but not recently.

When I was 18 I didn't go to my nearest College in Tiverton but rather to North Devon College in Barnstaple, the reason being my Mum had got a new job in Barnstaple and we would soon be moving closer. So Barnstaple was an unfamiliar town to me and I only knew a handful of ex-school friends there, none of whom I liked much and so it was a lonely time in addition to all the usual teenage angst.

The College canteen was woeful and so when possible I used to walk to the Pelican chip shop near to the Wrey Arms pub (both still there I believe). During my first few visits the ladies behind the fryer and till would tease me because apparently I had already been in before that lunchtime. I would deny this and eventually I would just catch them exchanging quizzical and knowing glances rather than say anything. I remember being a bit p*ssed off rather than freaked out as the only boy in the college who looked anything like me was three or four inches taller and really skinny.

I left the college that June and got a job right at the other end of town, never going back to the chip shop. The following incident happened several years later after I had gone to work elsewhere. We now lived 10 miles outside of Barnstaple and I would occasionally pay a visit for shopping. I was walking down Litchdon Street towards the town centre. The road is narrow and up ahead were two workmen in their early-20s (similar to me in age). They look like painters and decorators and seemed to have stepped out onto the street for a cigarette and brew. They were watching me walking towards them and were not happy, In fact, they appeared to be expecting me, were making direct, hostile eye contact and preparing for a confrontation. I remember my legs feeling like jelly as I tried to process this, I didn't know there guys, what was going on? Then, as I got within maybe twelve feet of them and on the verge of turning and scarpering, they suddenly looked at each when in a somewhat astonished matter and it was evident that had realised I wasn't who they thought I was. They then looked away a bit shamefaced as I passed them.

The final one was perhaps three years after this one and happened at The Thatch pub in the coastal village of Croyde, ten miles north of Barnstaple. I has driven out there just for the wonderful views from the coast road was enjoying a drink and a cigarette on the outside seated area adjacent to the road. Croyde has a fantastic beach and is a major surfing destination but I was dressed casually. As I relaxed I realised a father and son were giving me hostile looks. They were seated a couple of tables away, not far at all. were completely 'average people', not at all out of place, with the son being perhaps 14. I certainly did not know them but as I pretended not to notice I became aware they were talking about me and it wasn't pleasant. I was able to catch the son was suggesting to dad in a scornful manner that "perhaps I thought I was a surfer now" and the inference was that I was some sort of 'waster' (I was actually now Assistant Manager of a decent hotel). Whoever I was meant to be it was clear I had done something bad or had been dishonest with them. After a while, they got up to leave and in doing so the father gave me one last lingering "I hope you are pleased with yourself" hostile look, although I did also sense a flicker of uncertainty when I reacted passively.

So there you are, these incidents have only happened to me in and around Barnstaple and I rarely visit nowadays, Just hope my double got his due comeuppance, clearly not a nice chap..."

https://forums.forteana.org/index.php?threads/have-you-got-a-double.65566/page-5#post-2221278
 
The Wolsley case had all my Fortean senses tingling but I suspect skeptics might pick holes in it. For example, he failed to get an exact match on the number plate. I find this curious as whenever I have seen car similar to mine I have always instinctively checked the numberplate to see if it is the same year and model etc (but that might be just me). So was it just a huge coincidence? There is a Wolseley Owners Club:
It’s not just you I do it too. One day I was walking to work (which I do when I’m not working a late) and I saw three of the same shaped and coloured micra’s to mine which was sitting at home.
 
Have previously posted about my possible dooplegänger:

"Had some experiences in North Devon, specifically Barnstaple that seemed to suggest I had a double (or doppelgänger) that I have posted elsewhere before but not recently.

When I was 18 I didn't go to my nearest College in Tiverton but rather to North Devon College in Barnstaple, the reason being my Mum had got a new job in Barnstaple and we would soon be moving closer. So Barnstaple was an unfamiliar town to me and I only knew a handful of ex-school friends there, none of whom I liked much and so it was a lonely time in addition to all the usual teenage angst.

The College canteen was woeful and so when possible I used to walk to the Pelican chip shop near to the Wrey Arms pub (both still there I believe). During my first few visits the ladies behind the fryer and till would tease me because apparently I had already been in before that lunchtime. I would deny this and eventually I would just catch them exchanging quizzical and knowing glances rather than say anything. I remember being a bit p*ssed off rather than freaked out as the only boy in the college who looked anything like me was three or four inches taller and really skinny.

I left the college that June and got a job right at the other end of town, never going back to the chip shop. The following incident happened several years later after I had gone to work elsewhere. We now lived 10 miles outside of Barnstaple and I would occasionally pay a visit for shopping. I was walking down Litchdon Street towards the town centre. The road is narrow and up ahead were two workmen in their early-20s (similar to me in age). They look like painters and decorators and seemed to have stepped out onto the street for a cigarette and brew. They were watching me walking towards them and were not happy, In fact, they appeared to be expecting me, were making direct, hostile eye contact and preparing for a confrontation. I remember my legs feeling like jelly as I tried to process this, I didn't know there guys, what was going on? Then, as I got within maybe twelve feet of them and on the verge of turning and scarpering, they suddenly looked at each when in a somewhat astonished matter and it was evident that had realised I wasn't who they thought I was. They then looked away a bit shamefaced as I passed them.

The final one was perhaps three years after this one and happened at The Thatch pub in the coastal village of Croyde, ten miles north of Barnstaple. I has driven out there just for the wonderful views from the coast road was enjoying a drink and a cigarette on the outside seated area adjacent to the road. Croyde has a fantastic beach and is a major surfing destination but I was dressed casually. As I relaxed I realised a father and son were giving me hostile looks. They were seated a couple of tables away, not far at all. were completely 'average people', not at all out of place, with the son being perhaps 14. I certainly did not know them but as I pretended not to notice I became aware they were talking about me and it wasn't pleasant. I was able to catch the son was suggesting to dad in a scornful manner that "perhaps I thought I was a surfer now" and the inference was that I was some sort of 'waster' (I was actually now Assistant Manager of a decent hotel). Whoever I was meant to be it was clear I had done something bad or had been dishonest with them. After a while, they got up to leave and in doing so the father gave me one last lingering "I hope you are pleased with yourself" hostile look, although I did also sense a flicker of uncertainty when I reacted passively.

So there you are, these incidents have only happened to me in and around Barnstaple and I rarely visit nowadays, Just hope my double got his due comeuppance, clearly not a nice chap..."

https://forums.forteana.org/index.php?threads/have-you-got-a-double.65566/page-5#post-2221278

How bizarre! Your doppleganger must be a real tosser...It's either that or you're really Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde!
 
How bizarre! Your doppleganger must be a real tosser...It's either that or you're really Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde!
I remember with the chip shop a new young female of staff had started work and was on the till as I was being served. There were two familiar women behind the counter and out the corner of my eye the new girl gave the counter woman a bewildered look that communicated "It's him again!?" and the counter woman replied with a raised eyebrows, knowing look. I was quite shy back then and now regret not pushing them for more details of the "other me'.

It was a troubled time for many reasons, not least because the house I grew up in was up for sale so we could relocate closer to my mum's job in Barnstaple. This would almost certainly mean losing most of my friends as there as no public transport to my village back then and I couldn't afford a moped. Because of this I had started College in Barnstaple with only a handful of old schoolmates whereas everyone else had gone to Tiverton.. Looking back I was pretty unhappy and and feeling a bit dislocated as in a liminal sense I had moved to the closer college but hadn't moved house yet.
 
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The dopplegangers in the car story immediately sounded familiar to me..... A near identical kind of experience, over a shorter period, was told by an American nurse on the Jim Harold's Campfire podcast ( highly recommended...it consists of nothing but people phoning in their personal spooky experiences)

The gist as I recall was one morning in one of those hospital corridors where the passenger lifts and bed lifts are facing each other, she entered the passenger lift and watched as several staff were entering the opposite bed lift with a patient and at the back of the group she saw...well, herself looking back at her. At the end of the same day she found herself in the bedlift behind a group of colleagues and...you can guess what she saw across the corridor in the passenger lift.
 
Pseudo-philosophical ramble...but if we take the Uncanny car story and the nurse story I summarised above as suggesting some kind of time glitch, or that periods of time are overlapping like layers of an onion and momentarily visible to each other, it makes me wonder then about the thinking self of the individual experiencing this. How is it that there is throughout a sense of a continuous linear memory moving forward in time whatever the outside world is doing.

That's to say the driver having his first encounter with the car coming from the opposite direction is experiencing it for the first time and has no "memory" yet of being in the opposing vehicle. But when he appears to experience the same incident later from that opposite perspective he has a full retained memory of the first encounter as having happened in his past.
What I mean is if Time itself is doing something fundamentally weird in the outside world then why does it appear to function as normal , following a forward moving uninterrupted flow in his own internal world and memory? Where is the "self" located that is objectively observing these events and forming memories of them , unaffected by this strange time loop ?


I have a similar train of thought when people talk about simulation and glitches in the matrix and other analogies suggesting we're characters in a computer game: we would still have to have some real existence beyond the program or how and why would we notice and think about the glitches at all or for that matter be programmed to even come up with simulation theory ? And if we *were* "programmed" to do so then the theory itself cannot be trusted either: our very theorizing can't be considered objective or real!
 
Absolutely loved it, classic IHTM stuff and a refreshing change from poltergeists and UFOs. Having featured time-slips and now doppelgängers and vardøgers I hope Danny is going to broaden his narrative, after all he gets so many IHTM accounts on his social media that feature all aspects of Forteana.

The Wolsley case had all my Fortean senses tingling but I suspect skeptics might pick holes in it. For example, he failed to get an exact match on the number plate. I find this curious as whenever I have seen car similar to mine I have always instinctively checked the numberplate to see if it is the same year and model etc (but that might be just me). So was it just a huge coincidence? There is a Wolseley Owners Club:

https://www.wolseleyownersclub.com

Perhaps his mind then placed him and his family in that other car?

Also, here was a man clearly eager to be unique and a bit of a minor celebrity in his neighbourhood (he alludes to this in the podcast), so is the thought another old Wolseley in his locality one of his inner fears?

But that is the skeptical viewpoint and it was a compelling interview and what are the odds of the driver and passenger being so similar/identical and passing them at the exact same point and with the white van involved too? At the moment I am Team believer on this one.
I enjoyed that particular story as well.

It was like a doppelgänger experience and déja vu together. I find it interesting that his wife said she saw the same, which kind of rules out déja vu.
 
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