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

WordsOnAScream... Is it possible they were inadvertently cooked and someone binned them, knowing how upset you'd be?

Yes can this please go in classics? It's equally moving, spooky and hilarious.

I'd also like to know if the basement man was reported?

Louiseandrowan Did you love "Floppy"? If not, maybe s/he decided to go to a family that did love her/him.

Monkeyharris, I think the same as hellymelly - either that or he was paying off some longstanding debts!

I have a new unsolved mystery, which is relatively easy to deal with - why has MN made a big page of this but failed to make it a Classics thread? It will disappear if left in Chat (as we all know) so can it please go into Classics?

DisneyDiva - we used to have a very similar sound. It was mice in amongst things packed in plastic

My mum took me shopping and bought me some really cool new black Adidas Sambas. I'd wanted them for ages because Damon Albarn had some and was really happy.

I took the dog for a walk and got them a bit muddy so washed them off then tried to stand them up against the Aga to dry. Mum said to pop them in the warming oven (cooler section at the bottom), with the door open a bit, to dry out of the way.

I checked a couple of hours later and they were gone. And they were never seen again! Luckily mum wasn't angry with me because she knows I put them in there and that I loved them too much to lose them.

Monkeyharris- Gambling? Really can't think of anything else, as even another secret family would presumably not account for such a large amount of money?

PinkLemons If I'm using my laptop on my lap while it's plugged in and pick up my plugged in iPad I get a vibration in my hand.

The same thing happens if I touch my daughter when she's using her iPod when it's plugged in.

I just don't know. It was the fact that he did it without me really seeing! So he must have practiced. It was very weird.

Dandelion, bet he was schizophrenic.

My mystery is unsolveable I think but here goes....I was 15 and waiting for my bus home from school. I was wearing a typical school blazer, the kind that has quite stiff pockets at the waist that don't have buttons. A man walked past me very quickly and came very close to me and I was aware of his hand moving near me but it was so subtle I might well not have noticed. He didn't speak to me. I patted my pocket to check my purse hadn't gone as I thought maybe he was one of those super skillful pickpockets but it was still there.
When I got home I was hanging up my blazer and I noticed in the pocket was a little tightly rolled bit of paper which must have been put in there by him as it definitely wasn't there before. It was a scroll with hieroglyphs and symbols and nothing else printed on normal paper and it meant nothing to me. Why did he do it? Did he think I was someone else? Was he trying to scare me for some reason? I still have no idea. I threw the scroll away as it freaked me out which I slightly regret now.

When we were children my brother and I had miniature baby dolls. One of them was lacking stuffing in the middle so when you held its head you could make his legs flop like he was running fast. Unimaginatively we called him floppy. One day we threw him across the garden and saw him land near the fence between out garden and the neighbour's. When we went to get him he was gone. Our parents looked the whole garden up and down, and checked next door. The area was dug up more than once and it has never been found. Where is floppy? We're in our 30s now and still wondering.

Where the bl**dy Visa card went when we were meant to pay the hotel bill in Greece. I was sitting on a sofa in Reception with it and then it...poof...simply disappeared.
Took the sofa apart (almost).
It was never used afterwards so it wasn't stolen/ skimmed.
DH was not a happy camper

I'm not sure if it's been mentioned but the cake, bread etc in the street could be a religious thing.
Where I live in the Middle East, it's not uncommon to see bread discarded by the side of the road, especially next to rubbish bins. Some Muslims consider it wrong to throw bread in the bin as it has been provided to them by Allah (at least this is what some of my colleagues have told me)

ooooooh my 'naming of the mouse' tale has made it to the MN talk page and EVEN HAS A PICTURE

also dies happy

Boffin! Didn't even think of witness protection! That could be entirely plausible naturally suspicious. The house had cups on the table and plates in the sink for gods sake. They had literally just upped and left. Hairbrushes, toothbrushes, clothes, all intact, but with a thick layer of dust. It was totally woo.

MaryW I did think of an accident, but even if you were in an accident and died the house wouldn't be preserved as abruptly. We were all scared to be left in a room and even the estate agent looked spooked. We all ran out.

My wooiest experience ever. Properly spooktastic.

I was able to fly downstairs too as a child, well sort of float really. It just stopped when I got a bit older.

I am loving this thread, some of the stories have sent real shivers up my spine!

My unsolved mystery is why my DH’s family never had any money when he and BIL were growing up, despite the fact that PIL never had a mortgage or rent to pay as they bought their house outright, never owned or used a washing machine, as MIL preferred to wash everything by hand, furniture was either bequeathed by family or bought second hand from a charity shop, they had one local caravan holiday a year (which was dependent on my FIL having a casual second job), their car was always a banger bought from the local car auction, never worth more than £600 (and sometimes paid for by FIL’s DM) and was not spent on the upkeep or decorating of the family home (it was very run down when it was sold last year and needed lots of modernising). They even had their haircut by DH’s Aunt (who was not a trained hairdresser, which is evident from the horrendous haircuts they had in old photos!). FIL worked FT in a reasonably paid job (sometimes taking on casual farm work as and when) and MIL did paid odd jobs like ironing once the DC came along. They didn’t have their DC until 8 years after they married, in which time they were both working FT.

MIL died suddenly many years ago, followed by my FIL’s DM (who left him 3 quarters of a house she owned and a substantial amount of money). FIL was then made redundant and given a big payoff, so we estimate that at that point (mid-90’s) he would have been sitting on a six figure sum of cash. So why did he then take out a ten year loan against his house? We know about this because he sold it last year to downsize and it was in the solicitor’s paperwork, which we were handling for him. We know how much money he has left now and it is barely even 10% of that figure.

DH doesn’t have a close relationship with FIL as he is a bit of a funny bugger so he doesn’t want to come outright and ask him but on the other hand he can’t make out why they never had any money and where the money they did have went to, when there is nothing to show for it? We will always wonder…

Back in the early 80s, half a dozen of us young parents were all very good friends. One Valentine's day, each of the women found a rose on the doorstep. None of the DHs owned up, despite each getting the third degree from their wife. The next year it was chocolates, then a book each, then we all received a ticket to a Chipendale type hen do.

None of us ever caught the deliverer and thirty years or so on, none of us is any the wiser. Was it a combined effort or was it one of the DHs acting alone? We will never know and we were all very sad when the phantom Valentine retired.

I'm not remotely woo or anything but what happened to me recently shook me up a bit.

I had a dream when I was 15 or so that was very very real, almost déjà vue.

It started with me scrubbing a big stone floor with a bucket of water and bucket in a very sparse but large corridor.
Once I had finished scrubbing the floor I went to a side room and emptied the bucket into an old fashioned sink then went to a room which appeared to be a nursery with children from newborn to around 3 years old. I picked up a little boy from a metal play pen and then had to hand him to a lady and she said say goodbye. In the dream I was distraught.

I woke up in tears.

Fast forward about 10 years and my son was about 4 years old. We have had a metal play pen for years and he ways hated being in it, he cried and cried.

Well we sold the play pen as we never used it anymore and after it was gone he said "I don't like that play pen" I said "I know babe" then he said "I didn't like it when you were my mummy before".

Very strange! And gave me the goosebumps as I hadn't ever told anyone about this dream ever.

I once planted a rambling rose to train up the inside of the hedge at the front of our house. It was a highish proper field hedge and close to gate which was always left shut due to small DC's. You couldnt see the rose from the road. A couple of days after planting I noticed it was lying on the grass having been removed from its spot. The area was very neat and tidy, no sign of soil being throw around by a cat or dog and indeed looked like it had been patted back down again. Mystified I went to get a spade to make the hole again and replant it. In the hole, neatly covered by the soil was a PACKET OF SAUSAGES! The sausages had a label from the village shop and werent even out of date. What's more the packet was completely untampered with, no teeth marks etc. I am sure it wasnt an animal as it was all far too neat, but why on earth would anyone plant a packet of sausages and up root a rose?!! I knew no one would believe me so I made my friend get in her car and drive down to my house to see this bizarre site. We still laugh about it but have no explanation and no one ever owned up!

Bella's comment (just up there^) has suddenly reminded me of something weird I saw - but not a green light/UFO.

This must have been about 4 or 5 years ago. One murky February/March afternoon, about 2.30-3 ish. I was sitting in a chair in my sitting room and caught, out of the corner of my eye through the window, something drifting across the sky. I stood up to look out of the window and saw this 'thing'. It was above - and behind - the roofs of the houses over the road. It looked as though it could be a parachutist. About 6 foot tall (but who knows at that distance).

But I realised that it couldn't be a person, because it looked completely rigid - more like a long cylinder. It carried on drifting (presumably in the wind) and then suddenly the cylinder detached and dropped (but I couldn't see where, given the houses blocking my view). The parachute continued on its path for a while, until it collapsed and drifted down out of sight.

Bear in mind I live in a central London borough, this sort of thing would be immediately noticed and commented on. But could I find any information? No. I even asked local friends. No, they hadn't seen anything. I've Googled. Found nothing.

What the hell was it?

Finally read through all this thread and I really want to know if Chippy and CatThiefKeith have swapped bowls.

I currently live in a house where the previous owner died inside and was not found for a few days, he was troubled I believe and my mums ex husband from nearly 30 years ago..... Long story.

We bought it as a do-er upper, and when it was nearly finished I took DS to see his new bedroom, he was about 4, he poked his head in and said 'that's not my room, it's johns room, silly mummy! ' and refused to go in there. We knew no one at the time that was called john! I legged it out of there and called my mum, but her XH was not called john either

Over the years a few things have happened:
TV turned on and off by itself during the day and at night.
Taps come on randomly, there may be a scientific explanation for these but, every few weeks I heard a sweeping sound, getting louder and louder, but when I looked for it, it stopped. We have wooden floors everywhere so assumed it was something under floorboards.

One evening I was in alone, DS was with his dad, it was about 11pm, I heard the sweeping sound really loudly like someone was sweeping the floor. I went to investigate after about 5 minutes as I was far to scared to move at first, and the broom was leaning up against the wall of DS's room I always leave it in the kitchen cupboard.

I ran into the front garden and called my dad to come and investigate but the house was empty apart from me.

Hasn't happened since though!!

Oh I remember another one - one evening, about 20 years ago, I opened the front door and saw a greenish disc fly slowly across the sky, quite low. From what I remember it made a whmmm whmmm sound. The local paper had lots of calls about the "UFO" & said it was some military thing.
But was it?
Anyone else see it, it was over North west London?