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

How I injured my foot when I was little. I was kneeling on the floor in my room looking in a cupboard when my foot started to itch. I scratched it without looking back at it then continued looking into the cupboard. Then it started to itch again but despite me scratching it, the itch would not go away. Looking back at my foot I noticed it was bleeding quite a lot. My mum took me to A&E where it was stitched but to this day I have no idea what caused the injury. I can only presume there was something sharp embedded in the carpet that had caught my foot and me scratching it made the wound worse.

Also what happened to my grandmothers necklace. She had lent it to me (as I liked sparkly things as a child) and I had brought it home. I didn't take it out of the home at any point but it was never seen again. She still reminds me about losing her necklace.

Orange blobs could be bed bug related.

Love this thread! Could the orange blobs on the washing be rusty pegs if you hang them on the line? We've had that before.

I once lost our (cordless) house phone. Nowhere to be seen - but as it's the house phone, no reason I would have taken it out of the house.

There was a thread a few months ago about somebody who had got a large plastic box out to do some crafts or similar with the DC. When they came to put it away the lid had completely disappeared.

I don't think it ever reappeared unless OP would like to come back and enlighten us?

I have been working my way through the Strange But True series- theyre all there on Youtube. I watch them on my phone while i'm in the bath

This thread is brilliant!

My only mystery was one day, i popped into town to buy a present. I got back to my car after about ten minutes. As i was about to drive off, i noticed that my rear view mirror was all wonky, which it hadnt been before. I reached up to adjust it and when i touched it, the sat nav (which i hadnt used in weeks) suddenly said "you have reached your destination".

It gave me the willies.

God ignore the random extra words in that sentence. Bloody phone.

My mystery is not that interesting, but it has totally puzzled me. Last Friday I went swimming, it was a holiday camp pool and not very busy. There are not any lockers, you just leave your bag on the benches. I had not got into my cossie before getting to the pool, so I had to change completely. I put all my clothes into my bag, went swimming. On my return I started getting dressed, but couldn't find my knickers! They were nowhere to be seen, I took every item out of my bag, looked under the benches, in my shoes everywhere they could reasonably be. I never found them. What happened to them? Surely if they had fallen on the floor, you would leave them there? You wouldn't pick up a random person's underwear - any other item of clothing maybe, but not underwear. If they hadn't fallen on the floor then someone must have chosen to take them! It's really annoyed me.

my sister used to put her dog in the kitchen and lock the kitchen door (a bolt installed for that purpose) when she nipped out or he would trash the house.He didn't mind and never scratched to get out.

Once she came home to find the dog out of the kitchen, the door still bolted and scratches on the inside of the jitchebkitchen dooedoor right up to the ceiling. The dog was frightened half to death. How the hell can a dog get through a locked door, and why was he so scared?

Love this thread! Some of these mysteries are so spooky and remind me of that Strange but True TV show that was on years ago!

Not really a mystery but I have come home on more than one occasion to funny mistaken messages on my answer phone, like someone wanting to book in for a cut and blow dry, and most recently The Magic Wok asking me ring them back regarding my order as they had run out of steak. Don't even have a Magic Wok in my area! Would like to know why so many people ring my number by mistake lol.

Placemarking, some very sad stories.
Some plain strange.

cotton - oh no, the boss is coming, I'll just hide it WHERE DID I PUT IT- your theory sounds more likely

I am really enjoying all these mysteries!

Never there is a very intriguing novel by Linwood Barclay about a girl who wakes up to discover her parents have disappeared. It's called No Time For Goodbye.

Bella that's a good theory, but why did they hide it in a purse that would leave the factory?

DC and I wondered if the purse was bought as a present for someone, and the love note tucked inside it for them to find. But they didn't like the purse and returned it to the shop without discovering the note. The note was pushed down inside one of the narrow card slots so quite hard to get at.

It was my grandmother's parents who walked out squoosh (so my great grandparents). I imagine my grandmother must have wondered her whole life, but she spoke very little of it. She was a formidable woman, pretty much raised in boarding schools and had no proper 'home' outside of school (she spent her holidays with whichever aunts/relatives could accommodate her at the time), but she was a warm and very loving grandmother to us grandchildren. She did struggle with eating disorders her whole life, and I now wonder what role her abandonment had in this.

I had to google Barbara Vine and her novels (had no idea she was Ruth Rendell ), but it does have the makings of a fascinating story. I often wonder if her parents intended to ever return. Very sad, and very curious.

Years ago after a bad storm some slates on our roof needed replacing, I was going to phone the insurance company to sort it out but the next day it was done, before I'd had a chance to put my claim in.

We have an unclaimed wedding gift, too. A not cheap bottle of champagne. It's not from family, and no friends have stepped forward to claim it, despite repeated appeals.

Problem is, we don't want to drink it until we know who it's from!

cotton my guess is that whoever made the purse took the note/ photo to work with them.

Oh Jerboa "who my dad is" is one of mine too :-(
I was adopted and would love to make contact with his side of the family.

A recent mystery of mine. I was out walking thinking about someone and feeling guilty about something I did, I couldn't get it out of my head, going over it and cringing to myself. I looked at my phone and saw it had called her , the call was just going through and I think I stopped it before it was answered. But seriously wtf was that??.. She wasn't the last person I had dialled or anything

The power of thought ?

Came down one morning to find my fish tank empty. Both fish gone. Never turned up. No cat/dog/bird/people in house. Two regular goldfish vanished into thin air (water)? Always wanted to know why

Who was the person and why did they come into my front garden and leave me a bag of mince pies behind my hedge from the bakers down the road..........

Who my dad is

The pizza I put in the freezer is missing. DC both away for two days, they didn't take it. The dog has an injured leg so even if I'd somehow managed to leave the freezer open, couldn't have somehow jumped and taken it out or whatever. I've not eaten it. But it's not there.

cottonwoolmum that is such a cute story! Miffy the intrepid traveller.

Thanks to all those who posted about my orange blobs. Hellymelly - do you mean the outlet pipe on the washing machine? I shall have a look. Little lots Door is possible, but the stis are in lots of different shapes, which is why I thought of the machine.

Alameci - I do run a long cycle but it is interesting that the engineer thougt it might be. Mine had never heard of it and said the inside parts of the machine would not rust.

Watto I think I know where your Weeble came from but you must be prepared to accept that your parents are liars [grin.]

DS2 loved Miffy when he was tiny. His favourite one got lost and they stopped doing that size. I looked everywhere for one - online and in shops. We pretended she'd gone on holiday. Without knowing he'd lost her, his godmother started to send postcards from her - she'd got a bunch of Miffy stickers and attached them to the top of the Eiffel tower or to a beach donkey. He truly believed she was on holiday. At last I found a replacement on Ebay but when it arrived, her silky label which he was obsessed with was cut off. So we made her a tiny brown suitcase and stuck her on the doorstep then DH rang the bell and came in the back way. DS found her on the doorstep with her suitcase and a note explaining she'd lost her label on her travels. He believed every word and still has her.