Tell me about a random unsolved mystery in your life....

• Water Vole droppings are typically green, brown, or purple, have a soft, putty-like texture, are rounded at both ends, and have no strong smell. They are usually found in large piles called "latrines" near water sources.

• Habitat: Water voles are semi-aquatic rodents that live in burrows they dig into the banks of rivers, streams, ditches, and ponds. They are rarely found far from water and require lush bankside vegetation for food and cover.

Loving this thread! I have a new mystery and would love some help solving it! A few months ago I was clearing out the cupboard under the kitchen sink and in the back corner I noticed a massive pile of hundreds of tiny black things the size of grains of rice but fatter. They looked like rodent droppings - and we've had the odd mouse or rat down there - so I bravely ran screaming from the room. My DH approached with the dustbuster but they made a hard, rattling noise as he hoovered them up. They were shiny grains of something, like little beads or seeds, blacky purple in colour. We have literally no idea what they were. There were so many of them and no obvious source and we've not seen any since. Chatgpt thinks maybe they were the inside of an old water filter cartridge, but there were no broken cartridges in the cupboard. What could they be? I managed to photograph one but not the whole pile.

11.11 happens to me all the time too

And now ten years (or eleven) see 22s everywhere

My unsolved mystery is how I managed to work all my life, build a decent career, and still reach 55 without saving a penny 🤷‍♀️🤔😸

I’ve still got the keys nearly 30 years later, even though my parents old house had the locks changed and was sold years ago, as I daren’t throw them away in case they reappear again!

This is actually quite creepy!

An old thread, I know, but I have a couple...
When DS1 was around 3, about an hour after putting him to bed, I went upstairs and could hear him chucking in his room. I opened the door and he was sat up in bed, still chuckling, looking towards the foot of the bed. I perched next to him and asked him what he was laughing at. He said "the funny man with the 2 Black dogs, he makes me laugh".
On speaking to my mum the next day, it transpires that my grandfather, who had died 10 years prior, had 2 Black Labradors when he was a younger man. It gave me chills but in a lovely way.

My nan (his wife), moved into a mobile home on a site not long after he died and I used to visit her fairly regularly. I always used to sit in what had been my gramps chair but this particular day, as I lowered myself into the chair, it felt like I'd sat straight on him and I gasped and jumped up. My nan was carrying cups on a tray and she turned round and asked me what was wrong. When I told her, she dropped the tray, smashing everything that was on it and burst into tears whilst telling me that she'd seen my gramp the night before and he walked her into her bedroom and pointed at a photo of us all. She hadn't told anyone as she feared they'd think she was just a "silly old woman", bless her. We had a little cry together and it seemed to give her comfort.

@Eminybob - "When I was very young, 5 or 6 maybe, I was convinced I was able to fly down the stairs. Just the ones at home, and I still now remember the sensation of being able to do it. However whenever I tried to show anyone else, I just kind of bumped down on my bum"
I've just discovered this thread when browsing classics and I appreciate you posted this many years ago but I had to comment as I had this EXACT same thing at around the same age...how odd is that?! Your post gave me chills...

My Mum lost her keys in my house years ago. Couldn't find them anywhere. Spent a fortune on new car key. Defrosted the freezer two years later and that's where they were.

@imip I had fuzzy felt and it set my teeth on edge! I couldn’t stand touching it. And even now I recall trying to scratch a piece off the backing board!!!!! HORRIBLE!!!!

I So LOVE this mystery ❤️

Mine is when we came home to find our dog standing on the porch (flat) roof above the front door. We hadn't had him very long, he was a medium size Bedlington terrier. He'd been at home alone for a short while and I'd shut all the windows to be safe. We came home and there he was. He looked puzzled but not frightened. We had to get the fire brigade to get him down. They were so kind but couldn't offer any explanation! I took a photo at the time and looking at it after, there's no way he could've got there himself. No signs of a break-in. I'll never work that one out!

Good grief! My dear departed Mum did exactly this (but in her garden) it would be the leftovers of Sunday tea - also a mixture of Mr Kipling french fancies, angel slices, scones and sandwiches, all for the resident badger and foxes (much to my Dad's disgust as he complained they were his favourites and he would've happily had them on Monday!)
Despite us telling her it was not suitable food for wild animals, she couldn't help herself, but would then complain that the badgers arse was getting bigger and it was struggling to get through the hedge..

Also - completely to throw a curve ball ... when I lost my Mum to cancer (over 10 years ago) - I discovered a gorgeous antique compact and inside it is a key. It was left where she knew I would find it - but no instructions and I don't have a bloody clue what it opens or what it's for. I'm baffled! It's obviously important but I've been through everything ever and we've emptied and sold the house now and I still have this key?!*

Holy crap that's so bizarre about the pastries. The other morning (a couple of days ago) I was walking the dog, about 6.15 am and lo and behold there was a mound of pastries on the side of the road - bread rolls, croissants, even a bloody cream bun! I can remember thinking how incredibly bizarre and not near a bakery or even right outside anyone's home. Also such a waste as it all looked fresh. I'm wondering if foxes have midnight feasts of baked goods?

Aw you had a friendly ghost who looked out for you.

I've posted this a few years ago. When we lived in a hot country we would go to bed with just a sheet over us, during the night I was aware of OH going to the loo, coming back into the bedroom and pulling the blanket up from the bottom of the bed as it was now chilly. He tucked it round my shoulders and in the morning it was there. A couple of years later, in a different flat I mentioned how he used to do this and he looked shocked, I didn't do that, you did it!
Another few years later in a different country we were introduced to new people and they'd lived in the same flat, years before us, and the woman's first words were Did you still get tucked in at night?
It was almost 50 years ago but I now have goosepimples on my arms.

Wet fart ball

When dh was alive he had an apple lead that did something to do with the camera on your iPhone. Anyway it went missing and we turned the house upside down looking for it.

One day we were in our bedroom and standing my side of the bed talking and we both looked down at the same time and it was poking out from under the bed. I vacuumed daily and hadn’t seen it there before, we also had something go missing at the last house and turn up in the middle of the worktop.

We have a ghost black cat, been with us three house moves now. No idea who it is.

I've just remembered I probably caused a mystery n someone's life. If I did and you are reading this I hope you enjoyed the gift.

My brother's birthday is 30th November so I often send him a advent calendar for his birthday, or I did when we were still speaking.

One time I got his address mixed up. I put his house number but the street name was the street they moved away from 20 years ago.

I considered sending a post card but I thought that would make me seem even more deranged so I just ordered again and sent it to the correct address.

Did you sign up to any online group / shop/ baby site while pregnant?

DD had two cuddly toys she used to sleep with as a baby/toddler. One was a tiger we bought in Spain when I was pregnant with her. The other was a teddy. At some point the tiger disappeared. I wasn't overly concerned at first - I assumed it had fallen out of her cot onto the floor or was wrapped up in her baby blankets or she'd left it downstairs and it was mixed up with her toys. But time went by and it never showed up. She's 20 now and I still wonder about it from time to time. I wonder if a visiting child took a shine to it and made off with it?

Synaesthesia. I have this too.

Oh wow, just got to the end of this wonderful thread.
Some truly remarkable and fascinating stories here, fantastic bed time reading this was, I'm pretty sure I'll be back to add some of my own stories to this too 😀