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

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RevoltingPeasant · 15/04/2014 21:23

....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 Grin

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?? Confused

What's your unsolved mystery?

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FairyacrosstheMersey · 18/04/2014 23:19

I was working in a city office, suddenly I heard a screech of brakes and a crunch like a car crashing. ( I can still remember it like it was yesterday).

I looked up from typing and said 'oh dear that doesn't sound good', the others in the office looked at me as if to say 'what?'.

I explained what I heard, went to the window, but there was no crash, nothing, for some reason I looked at the clock it was 10 past 12.

At lunchtime, I rang my Mum 100 mikes away, as it was praying on my mind, but no one had been in a crash, Dad was OK home for lunch, she was fine.

Later that evening she rang me to say that a friend of my Dads who lived near them, had been in a serious accident. His car had gone off the road into a lamppost. He was OK.

The time of the crash? - just gone 12 and a few miles from where I was working.

TheIncredibleBookEatingManchot · 18/04/2014 23:49

When I was 22 I was backpacking abroad and I got an email from my mum a few weeks before Christmas saying a card had come in the post for me, and did I want her to open it to see who it was from. I said yes, and she emailed back saying it was from Ed.

I didn't know anyone called Ed.

I emailed my friends about it, to see if I did know an Ed who I'd somehow forgotten about. None of them knew of an Ed.

When I went home, months later, my mum gave me all the post I'd been sent while I was away, including the card from Ed.

It said:

To My TheIncredible,

Merry Christmas, Darling.

All my love, Ed. XX.

I didn't recognise the handwriting. I still have no idea who Ed is.

Thumbwitch · 19/04/2014 00:08

Some amazing stories on here!

Mine is very dull. I had a pair of earrings, black opal on gold settings, they were made for me as I don't have pierced ears, so the setting was a combined screw and clip (you could set the screw to the right tightness, and then just clip them on and off). I wore them out one time, then put them on top of my chest of drawers when I came home, in a little dish. Next time I went to wear them, only one was there. As they were quite expensive, I hunted high and low for the missing one - even to the extent of emptying the vacuum cleaner bag to check I hadn't accidentally hoovered it up - never found it.

In the end, the only explanation I could come up with was that a magpie must have flown into the bedroom through the open window and nicked it!

GatoradeMeBitch · 19/04/2014 00:29

DS was about 6 years old and in bed. He called me up and said that his legs were a funny colour. They were actually purple, from ankles to the tops of his thighs. There was no reason for it, he wasn't ill, too hot, too cold, anything else. I called NHS Direct and the nurse told me to take him to the Doctor in the morning if it hadn't cleared up. I went back up to check on him and his legs had gone back to their normal pale beige. I've never seen that before, it still bothers me that I didn't find an explanation.

ebwy · 19/04/2014 06:43

Lozzapops
I had the same thing when I was about 14 on a school trip to Germany.
Then similar as an adult on my boob.
Keep an eye on your blood pressure, get it checked frequently, because the third incident turned out to be in my brain, it was my weak blood vessels letting go.

Mystery solved.

Lindalehughes · 19/04/2014 08:11

I have one very similar to WitchWay's. I had just come in and had my Sat nav in my hands with the holder that goes on the windscreen. It had two parts, the bit that sticks to the windscreen and the bit that the Sat nav attaches to. I had put it on the work surface next to me and I was looking at my laptop, which I had left turned on, when I knocked the Sat nav holder on the floor. I distinctly remember hearing it land on the floor. I didn't look for it straight away and remember thinking I'll get that in a minute. But when I did look for it, it had disappeared. The cupboards all go down to the floor so it couldn't have rolled under any of them and I pulled the fridge out to check underneath but it wasn't there. I hunted high and low for it and never found it.

halfwildlingwoman · 19/04/2014 08:36

My mum's best friend gave me a beautiful silver ring for my 21st. I wore it on the middle finger of my left hand everyday for about ten years. When I took it off, I linked it to my watch. Somehow it went missing when we moved house, (although not the watch) and I looked everywhere for it when packing and unpacking. I cleared out my jewellery box and went through all the drawers. Couldn't find it. Five years later it turned up randomly, on my bedside table. My mum called me the next day to tell me that her friend had galloping pancreatic cancer (diagnosed very late) and she died two weeks later.
I can't wear the ring now, it makes me too sad, but at least I know where it is now. I think it's to do with someone being in your thoughts and suddenly you see things connected to them that you couldn't see before.

At 8 pm every night my cat decides I've been upstairs putting the DC to bed long enough and comes to get me so that she can sit on my lap. She isn't bothered the rest of the day, but the evenings are hers. She must have an internal clock, because it is always 8pm when she appears on the landing and yowls at me.

QueenOfThorns · 19/04/2014 11:32

halfwildling, what happens when the clocks change? Does your cat know, or does it throw her timing off?

scottishmummy · 19/04/2014 12:27

What a fantastic op,pastries and bread just left out,how intriguing
I can't beat that I'm afraid.round my way it'd be artisan fair trade not Kipling

ChaffinchOfDoom · 19/04/2014 12:36

urch the youth hostel weirdly detailed drawing - there was someone watching you Sad

lots of this missing stuff was probably stolen

I think the missing mobile phone - did anyone visit you while you were sick for that week?
god I sound cynical

hildasuchabody · 19/04/2014 13:05

Keeping their feet warm - more current running through that cable /emo/te/1.gif

hildasuchabody · 19/04/2014 13:09

Re birds on the overhead cables: They're keeping their feet warm - more current running through that cable

muffinino82 · 19/04/2014 15:07

Great thread, some fascinating stories. I remember 'flying' down the stairs when I was younger, too. It a very common phenomenon that a lot of people remember having done. There is a good explanation for it but I can't remember what it is!

I have a vanishing item mystery. I had a set of house keys with a distinctive keyring - it's a Discworld Ank Morpok postal route one my DP bought me when we were at The Cunning Artificer's in Wincanton. I came home with shopping one evening, opened the front door, went straight in to the kitchen with shopping and keys, put them both on the counter then went back out to my car to get something else then came back in and put the shopping away. That was two years or so ago and I've never seen the keys since. Back door was locked and my car was in sight of the house so I don't think anyone could have had time to go in the house and get them (kitchen at the back of the house). I must have had them to get in to the house but had to get the spares to lock the door again. Checked the pockets of the clothes I was wearing and not there. Where are my keys?

NutellaLawson · 19/04/2014 15:11

could you have left the keys in the lock and someone passing took a fancy the key ring?

halfwildlingwoman · 19/04/2014 15:27

Queen, she doesn't do it in the winter, it starts around March - she only operates on BST!

LizzieVereker · 19/04/2014 15:45

I have a little mystery, only a little one though. About a year ago my Mum moved house, and got a new phone number, having had the old one for about thirty years. About three months after this, I got a new phone, and I input the contacts by hand (not by Bluetooth or anything fancy), so my new phone had never had my Mum's old number in it IYSWIM.

A few weeks ago I rang her, and got the "this number is not available" message. I tried again, same thing. When I looked, the phone said "Mum, Home number" but was dialling her old number, which it had never known. I definitely used the address book entry, I can't have accidentally hand dialled her old number as it wouldn't have associated this with her name. It finally rang the new number on the fourth attempt. It's never done it again, and have no idea how it happened.

DarklydreamingofDamon · 19/04/2014 16:04

Re the flowers on graves, I may have a suggestion, although I'm aware it makes me sound a bit weird. A few years ago several members of my family died very close together and one, my BIL, in absolutely awful circumstances. None of them are buried very near to me and his grave in particular is just too painful to think about visiting. But sometimes I lay flowers on graves in the cemeteries where I live, especially if they are ones that don't look regularly visited or that are obviously very very old. It helps me to remember and think about the people I have lost in a slightyl less traumatic way and I like to think that the people whose graves they are would not mind. I hope so much that this doesn't upset any other visitors they may have though :(

CatThiefKeith · 19/04/2014 16:05

I'm just itching for someone to post about the Christmas card they received from Janet and Roy, with a detailed round Robin, but how it is a mystery because they don't know anyone called Janet and Roy Grin

BorisJohnsonsHair · 19/04/2014 16:11

RavenRose haven't read all the thread, but think that you dad must have been made bankrupt. (It happened to my parents and we had to go from a big house etc to v small rented flat).

I don't know if records are kept of bankruptcy but it would be worth checking with the records office in the local area.

And it may not have been your parents who were to blame; my dad was ripped off by a very clever business "partner" who managed to take all the money out of their business, give it his wife and then divorce her, so my dad couldn't touch the money that was rightfully his. If I ever get my hands on that wanker ....

FushandChups · 19/04/2014 16:31

Sort of a deja-vu one - but not like any deja-vu I have ever experienced before or since!

I worked at Butlins for a summer season and I will admit, drank too much and had a lot of fun with members of the opposite sex! One night, I was heading back to a friend's place for some fun and I distinctly remember falling into a big flower pot - it scraped the back of my legs and hurt quite a lot.

A few weeks later, I was with the same friend but had a little too much to drink and didn't really recall the stagger back to his place. We were talking about the night before and he said 'do you remember falling into that flower pot?' I said of course, but that was weeks ago but he was adamant it had been the night before and he wasn't as big a drinker as I was so kind of had to believe him.. ish!

BUT - I know it happened weeks before - I had scrapes on my legs for days!!

I understand that deja-vu can be explained by one side of your brain registering something moments before the other so it feels like there is a memory which doesn't truly exist... but from weeks before? With injuries?

I like to think there was a time-slip or something similar - but it freaked me out quite a bit at the time and did (sort of) make me take check of my drinking...

AmIthatSpringy · 19/04/2014 16:59

Fush.. Do you think you might have fallen into a pot twice? If it was on the route, it must be possible

Keepcalmanddrinkwine · 19/04/2014 17:59

Darkly, that is really sad and also rather lovely.

thenightsky · 19/04/2014 18:17

cottonwoolmum Post in notes weren't around in the 70s. Shock

Erimentha · 19/04/2014 18:30

I have two. The first was about 14 years ago, a friend and I were heading home and lost 40 minutes. It was on a short path through a wood near my house and i definitely checked my watch before we walked into the wood as it was getting close to my curfew, I checked my watch as we came out the other side (walk should have taken about 2 minutes max) yet 40 minutes had passed.

The second is a book I borrowed from a camp site library 11 ish years ago, I really enjoyed it and can remember the plot, cover everything (except the title or author's name) but despite searching and searching I can't find this book any information about it or anyone who has ever read it aside from me anywhere. It has slowly been driving me crazy, and its only the fact that remember my DN commenting on the cover and my DH remembers me reading and talking about it that makes me sure that I didn't make the imagine the whole thing.

FushandChups · 19/04/2014 18:33

Springy - he mentioned other bits to try & convince me, and they were all distinctly from the memory I had from weeks before. But, yes - every possibility it could've happened twice...

I love all the tales of things lost, then found in strange places. I am hoping lots of things I have lost from years back may suddenly turn up despite several moves & clear outs Smile