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

[RevoltingPeasant]

....inspired by the intriguing threads thread!

Does anyone have a mini-mystery, or a story they want to know the end to? We can all supply improbable answers

Here's mine....

DH and I go for a walk around the block most nights before bed . Almost every night, at a particular point in the neighbouring street, there is an 'offering' of baked goods in the road.

Sometimes it is bread rolls. Sometimes, baguette. Once, about 8-9 Mr Kipling's Bakewell tarts. Just lying there in the road.

At first we thought it was for hedgehogs, but then the cakes? And in the road??

What's your unsolved mystery?

Fascinating to find so many other people knew they could fly down stairs and across rooms when they were little. I can still remember doing it in the house we lived in when I was three. The last time I remember doing it was when I was about eight, it was the stairs of the house we moved to when I was that age. I assume it's a childhood imagination thing but very spooky!

I also had the flying thing when I was little. Was convinced I could fly down the stairs.

Always thought it was just a perception thing, learning what it feels like to jump, something like that.

When I was very small, I used to tell my mum that a little man would come and chat to me at night on the end of my bed, she would dismiss this as rubbish, but later said it freaked her out a bit, but there was no way anyone had or could get into the house.

One day I told her I had been told by 'the man' that we were moving and someone else would be living in our house. What I didn't know was that we were on the list for a council house exchange and the next day they got a call to say a house had come up.

Several weeks later, I said that there was a little boy moving in and I knew where he lived. My mum asked name to take me to the house. I led her along the road and straight to the door of the people who were being given our house, they had a two year old, I think I was 6.

How did I know any of this?

My Mum says it still bothers her today, she didn't know where the people lived, only their name, she also doesn't think I knew we were on the waiting list.

I too know if I'm about to see someone I haven't seen in ages! I spot their doppelganger and think 'oh that looks like.................'. They inevitably turn up a few days later.

Biggest mystery of all..............

How I can have lost a whole hour, reading this thread and posting, when I should be cleaning my house!? :)

Another jewlery one. Many years ago when my two youngest boys were aged five and six when I picked them up from school they were looking at something and whispering in the back seat of the car. When I questioned them they both said it was something really good which they and another boy had found in the playground.

When we got home I demanded to see this great thing they'd found.
They produced a big safety pin, one of those that used to be used to hold nappies, with a pink hood. I did not recognise the pin as when we had nappy pins we'd had blue but I certainly recognised the three rings threaded on the pin. A gold dress ring with a ruby and four little diamonds, one of them missing which had been a present from my mum, my gold wedding band, wider than usual and a sort of concave shape which my husband had bought and a silver eternity ring with two grooves and three tiny rubies which had been a mother's day gift from their older brother many years before.

I got them in lots of trouble for taking my rings out of the house and taking them to school.Asked them where they'd got the safety pin from. They both insisted they were not my rings and they'd found them in the school play ground and upset I wasn't believing them.
I took the rings and went to put them in my jewllery box.
Was shocked that my rings were where they should be, in the box. So here I was holding 3 rings exactly like mine.
My rings had been bought over a number of years at places across the country very far from each other and chosen by 3 very different people yet someone in town had my exact rings and their child must have taken them to school, lost them and my boys found them threaded on a nappy pin.

I took them into the school office in case they could be reunited with their owner. I never found out if they were claimed.

DP and I have now been banned from partnering up when playing Pictionary. Because I can guess what he's drawing before he's done more than a couple of strokes with the pencil. Doesn't work with anyone else.

I find the food ones on here weird. Who would lay out or chuck out decent food and leave it lying round?

seven, how weird -- and the same diamond was missing, too? It must have been very surreal standing there with exact copies of your rings.

Not read the thread so perhaps has already been suggested: In Bali, people leave food on the streets as offerings to god/s. It's common to see bread, rice, fruit, even wrapped sweets and potato crisps. Perhaps the people in the house are Hindu?

I actually had a mystery solved a few weeks ago, that had been bugging me for about 25+ years.

I always had a dream about going to the circus in s specific location. This location was the grounds of a large local factory. I had this dream quite often.

I'm a member of a fb page, that is to do with my home town. Someone piped up about a circus being on these grounds. Omg, I dreamt of that circus, and must have gone as a very young child, as my db piped up saying he'd been, so I must have gone to this circus after all.

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One of the tiny diamonds was also missing as one of the little gold claws that held them was slightly bent like on mine, however I can't remember if it was the same one.

This happened about 25 years ago and it occassionally comes to mind. I must ask my now grown men sons if they remember.
I expect they will as I was so angry at them and later apologised

I have another weird one. I was about 30 weeks pg and went to a BBQ at a friend's house nearby. When I walked home alone it was dark and a I walked up my front garden path I nearly fell over a florescent orange bag (like a paper boys) and as I bent down to pick it up a lady appeared from behind my bins! She said something like "Oh I didn't mean to startle you, sorry!" and grabbed her bag and walked off very fast. She was mid 40's and looked like a thinner version of the mother in the Goonies! I've never figured out what she was up to, but wondered if she was sleeping in my porch (which would have been fine, actually and if she had asked I'd have let her) but it did give me a bit of a shock as I was living alone at the time. Next morning my friends made me call the police who were very annoyed I hadn't called at the time as someone could have been in my house with a knife . Needless to say they weren't and I haven't seen her since.

A few years ago I had in my kitchen(not where I live now) some shelves, it was a metal frame and the shelves were very thick smoked glass. I had items on display on the shelves, teapots, jugs, unusual dishes and such.

On the second shelf from the top I had two big blue and white china water jugs, one was blue with white flowers and the other white with some blue swirls

One morning when I got up I placed a candle holder between the jugs and turned around to boil the kettle. There was an almighty noise and the shelf with the jugs was shattered on the floor. I was shaken but went on to clear stright away all the time thinking how fortunate that the shelf and heavy jugs had not broken anything else as they fell.

I cleared the glass and china and relised that there was not one piece of china from the blue with white flowers jug. I put all the pieces together and the white jug with blue swirls was all completely there but not a trace of the other jug. I had placed the candle holder squarely between the two jugs so know it was there.
Jug never reappeared neither whole or in pieces

Lion, she was probably having a poo behind your bins (sorry to be so gross but better than a mad knifelady!)

The toad/frog in the toilet is an easy one to solve. Our neighbour used to get frogs in her downstairs (front of house) toilet. Dh would have to go and shoo them out for her of her dh wasn't around. The outlet pipe had a gap round it and once it was sealed, they didn't have a problem. You don't have to have water in your garden for frogs either. Ours live under the gaps in our raised veg bed and under our shed, which was built on old sleepers. They like the damp and dark there. It's great fun frog spotting here :)

Callaird so sorry about your boyfriend.

My scottish boyfriend lived at home with his parents (we were teenagers) and we used to chat every night on the phone. One night i rang his number as normal, his scottish mum picked up

Me "oh hi, its tiger pug, is michael there"
Phone lady "he's busy, can you ring later"
Me "ok, think he is coming over later"
PL "Oh is he? He told me he is working later"
Me "nope, we have plans"
PL "WHAT? Who is this?"
Me "tiger pug, his girlfriend. Is everything ok? Can you get Michael to ring me"
PL "IM HIS WIFE. GO AWAY"

One digit wrong on the number i dialled. Got through to a house with a scottish lady who sounded like his mum. Who was married to a man called Michael.

I did ring back to explain, i felt awful, but she just hung up on me. Sorry Michael!!

Poor Michael, he must have had some explaining to do!

The disappearing beers in the rock pool - sinkhole/quicksand?

I wish some of my lost jewellery would reappear, I have a bracelet that colleagues bought me when I left my previous job and I lost it in the house somewhere and have not seen it in about 4 years, would love to know where it went.

My one also involves a Michael.

He was a friend from "down under". We were staying at a hostel in London, he was job hunting. He was a chef. I came with him for a job interview in a large pub, having a coffee down the road waiting for him. He got the job, it was live in, so we went back to the hostel for him to spend his final night there. Had some celebratory drinks in the evening. He left to drop off his luggage the next day and we had plans to meet later. He never showed. He was not at the pub. He had not turned up for work. I thought this was a bit strange but thought he possibly changed his mind and went "walkabout". It played on my mind though, but waited a couple of months before I decided to give his parents a call. They had not heard from him since July when I last saw him, and were going to report him missing.

Quinteszilla, have you heard anything from his since??

That's spooky and sad Quint.

DS had just started nursery and I went to George to pick up some cheap t-shirts he could wear to get mucky/ paint in. there was a Sale rail at the front as I went in and I got a couple of good bargains from it, including a red Chugginton t-shirt for a £1 that was reduced as it was missing parts of the set.

On the way to the checkout on the other side of the store I passed the aisle with PJs and picked up a pair of Thomas the Tank PJs that I knew DS would love. They were the kind that are in the sealed plastic packaging. That night I got the new PJs out for DS to wear and found inside the packaging a pair of navy blue shorts that didn't belong with the set, folded up in between the PJS. On closer inspection I noticed they had a small Chugginton logo on one leg. I compared the label and barcode with the bargain tshirt I had bought on the sale rail and found they were in fact from the same set, same size (2-3 years)everything!

I got a real bargain that day, but I guess it was just luck that I picked up both those items from different parts of the shop.