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

Primary - Bugs, Worms & Insects?

don't know but I think I know the school he went to.

Alemci - the David Gosling you know, was his dad a policeman?

Xcountry - the hair is something to do with the silencer, we've had it happen on our car a couple of times and it looks so freaky.

When I was a child, I had a recurring nightmare about being stabbed in the back. It wasn't always stabbed, sometimes I would be being chased and I would fall, sometimes in the dream I would get the urge to jump off something high and end up on the ground but the dreams would end with an excruciating pain in the centre of my back that would make me squeeze my eyes shut and endure, until I woke up. The pain would always mark the end of the dream and usually the moment it started I would know I was dreaming. I never ever experienced the pain when awake and when I woke up I was usually distressed but always completely pain free. When I was little I had one of these dreams every couple of weeks and my parents always explained them away, saying I must have been lying on something or sleeping in a funny position. They never really took it seriously although after a dream I was often too distressed to go back to sleep again. They lessened as I got older until I was having the dreams ever few months, then about once a year. Until last week, i hadn't had one for more than 3 years (I am now 30). I mentioned this dream to my dad last week, and asked him if he remembered me having the dreams as a child. He then admitted that he did, but hadn't wanted to scare me so thought it best to play them down, and that he had had the exact same horrific dreams throughout his childhood and occasionally still has them now

Definitely someone different, alemci - "my" one was of Asian/Indian origin.

I had horse hair spewing out my exhaust for weeks. no idea how that happened. Cant have been caught in a belt and run through the engine because it would have knackered it so I don't understand it.

must be a different one. we live in north west london. he is blonde and 35 at the most I think.

alemci - can't say about height as last time I saw him I was around 10. However, by my reckoning he'd be 45/46 by now.

I know of a David Gosling in real life. He is around 30 and tall.

Sorry - and another (possible trigger)

What made my Father's Gt-Grandfather and two of his sons commit suicide? GGGf cut his own throat. Two months later one of his older sons did the same. Two weeks later another son threw himself under one of his own horses.
Rural location, agricultural family. Not a wealthy area, but not a poor area either.

I have a couple...

Why did my Gt Grandmother move up to London? The 1901 census shows her in Somerset. In 1902 she's in London, getting married 2 months prior to my GF being born

What happened to my late mum's ring? A number of items were stolen about 18 years ago when work was being done to their house (suspect the contractors as it's a pretty busy road). The one I particularly remember had six oval shaped pale pink diamonds.

What happened to my silver ring with emeralds in? I had it before I moved home in 1992. I packed everything. It was rented accommodation and I was very careful to pick up everything. That, a silver V-shaped band and a cassette tape went missing.

What happened to my Canadian penpal? We used to correspond regularly. In a few letters she'd mentioned a guy she was interested in, but apparently nothing was going on. Then she just stopped writing. (This is pre-internet). I wrote a good few times after and never heard from her.

Finally - what happened to David Gosling? As far as I recall this was the name of a boy at my primary school, in my class. We had been on a school trip and were being dropped off so the coach could go back to the depot. He got picked up by his parents at a bus stop along the way (standard procedure for those that required this) on the Friday. He never came back to the school. I don't recall anyone ever mentioning anything about his leaving either.

Miriama! for me it's quarter to nine

Perhaps the Wilkos bowls are designed like that? To have one bowl in the set without squiggles (or in a squiggly set, one bowl with squiggles). And you'd both just never noticed the odd one?

minipie the florist had a mixed up moment, wrote the wrong names?

Great thread. This is just a bit weird, but for the last few months everytime I check a clock its 11.11am. Doesnt matter if Im in a car, work or at home. Weird!

I have a slightly dull one.

DD spent some time in hospital after she was born. On getting her home we received a stunning bunch of flowers and a card saying "Congratulations on getting [DD's name] home, love from Simon and Helen".

We don't know a Simon and Helen. All the Simons I know (including work colleagues, clients, etc) have partners not named Helen, and vice versa. We have racked our brains for the right people to thank but are stumped.

Gin that is rather scary!

Helly the bat didn't look like it had been thrown, or if it was, by pure coincidence it landed precisely straight across the step - it looked like it had been deliberately placed, if you see what I mean. Also the end that was battered (extremely battered and rotten, like it had been repeatedly used for smashing things up) was hanging over one side of the step, it hadn't actually impacted with the step.

'Tis true! We did an Easter egg hunt in the garden with little foil-wrapped eggs and a magpie stole some.

Do magpies really steal shiny things? I thought that was just something you read in nursery rhymes and fairytales.

Sisters, your signet ring mystery is probably down to a magpie. They are attracted to shiny things and have been known to steal rings and other bits of jewellry. Quite possibly it stole the ring (maybe from the window sill if the man had taken it off to wash up) and it could have been in its nest for years. Maybe it just fell out in time or the magpie was moving it and dropped it in your pot.

In my back garden I have a plant pot with an (almost dead) camellia in it. It's been there for years. One summer I went out to tidy round and noticed something at the top of the pot glinting in the sun. I found a gold signet ring with initials on it.

Baffled I took it in and cleaned it up but couldn't for the life of me work out how it had gotten there. After about a month it suddenly came to me that the initials were that of my next door neighbour who'd died a couple of years before.

I called his son who described the signet ring his Dad had lost years ago, the same ring. He came up and took collected it, happy he had something of his Dads (he'd died deeply in debt, an alcoholic who'd remortgaged the house so Son had been left with nothing at all)

The thing is, how did it get into my garden pot and how was it on top of the soil? If it had, genuinely been there for years why had I not seen it before? I tended that pot every summer. To this day I wonder about that.

Gin I think the bat was thrown into your garden, and possibly splintered on the step. Maybe a quarrel or maybe someone who wanted to quickly get rid of the bat!

Jesse tell me about it!!!