I just thought I’d drop you an email about a strange event that
happened to my other half in the early 90s. The account was
published by Jenny Randles in a monthly newsletter she produced
back then.
I had a copy, but sadly I think it must
have been thrown away, which is annoying as it was a good
document of the account.
I’ll therefore relate the occurrence as best we can remember. We
had recently moved to York and were renting a flat in Haxby, (a
small town just north of York) which is about 5 miles from the
city centre. On the night of the event I was out for a drink in
York with colleagues and Mrs M had kindly agreed to pick me up
in the car (it was before we had kids!). This was pre-mobile
phones of course and so I rang her from a call box and said I’d
wait by Clifford’s Tower, in the centre of York. She set off
almost immediately, the journey at that time of night would
normally take 15 minutes, tops. I waited for what seemed more
like an hour and was very relieved when she arrived. She was
astonished when I told her how long I seemed to have been
waiting because, other than the quick stop, she had, had no
other delays. On the way home she related what had happened.
She was passing a field, approaching the village of New
Earswick, on the way into York when she saw a blue glowing orb
dropping slowly, she said it seemed to hit the front passenger
side of the car. She described the orb as beautiful and about
the size of a volleyball. She pulled over and had a look around
the car but decided there was nothing to see. She remarked that
everything was strangely quiet which she thought very odd.
She then got back in the car and continued onwards
to meet me in York.
In the morning I went out to the
car and noticed that the front passenger indicator cover was
smashed - it appeared to be covered in a thick liquid of some
sort. I took it to be replaced at the garage and remember the
mechanic asking what had hit the indicator cover because he said
the liquid seemed strange.
So that’s the tale
really, just a series of strange happenings. Nothing
frightening, just weird. Have you ever heard of anything
similar? I’ve always thought there may be something more to it,
I’ve always been fascinated in UFOs and realise the significance
of the eerie quietness Mrs M reported when she got out of the
car and of the potential missing time. Anyway, I’m happy for you
to relate this account if you ever want to but would ask for
anonymity please.
Paul Sinclair
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