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?

mandarincheesecake we get planes doing that here a lot, flying very low, sometimes very loudly, sometimes almost silently, some old, some modern, some small, some huge. We're near a lot of RAF bases as well as aerodromes, which is probably why. It's not unusual for playtime at the school to be interrupted by low flying little jets, which I am assured by my boys is 'awesssssssome'

When my grandfather died a few years ago, someone gave me a very woo book about the afterlife and contact from loved ones. I flicked through it and read a paragraph about how loved ones are "not allowed" to give us winning lottery numbers etc but would sometimes break these rules for smaller amounts.. I read it like this

The same day I was invited to play bingo with a friend. As I got out of the car I jokingly said "c'mon then grandad, win me some money!"

I won £2000.

Shortly after I was on a long car journey and musing about whether my grandad would have known baby dd - he had dementia when she was born. I thought "i wonder if he knew her name?"

Straight away a car pulled in front of me with a three letter private reg. My dds name.

mandarin, it was probably on its way to an airshow or something similar. We're quite near and airbase, and the old planes are often very quiet. Last air show some massive ones flew very low and very quiet. I think we're used to modern planes which are comparatively loud, so the old ones seem surprisingly silent.

Southern my FIL had a morphine induced dream of his dead parents. They told him some lottery numbers. Mil went and put them on and they won a tenner!

mandarincheesecake we get planes doing that here a lot, flying very low, sometimes very loudly, sometimes almost silently, some old, some modern, some small, some huge. We're near a lot of RAF bases as well as aerodromes, which is probably why. It's not unusual for playtime at the school to be interrupted by low flying little jets, which I am assured by my boys is 'awesssssssome'

mandarin, it was probably on its way to an airshow or something similar. We're quite near and airbase, and the old planes are often very quiet. Last air show some massive ones flew very low and very quiet. I think we're used to modern planes which are comparatively loud, so the old ones seem surprisingly silent

That would explain it then, yes we do get several different types of planes all shapes and sizes, usually all heading out to the aerodrome. Some are very low flying and make spectacular viewing. But its just that I have never seen a plane of this size flying so low, a few inches lower and we wouldn't have a roof!!
But I must admit that it was the silence that really got me, as usually they make some kind of noise, I didn't know that they could fly silently.

This has been bugging me for 7 years so Thanks for clearing it up!!

I used to be a local newspaper editor, and one job I always gave work experience pupils to do was the "on this day" column, looking back at 100, 50 and 25 years ago.

So, one week I had a pupil in, and was explaining what he had to do; I opened a leather-bound volume of 100-year-old papers at random, pointed to a page and asked him to read out what was making the news. It turned out to be a birth notice for a child born at home, with the house address in full, e.g. number 17 Minor Street. I lived in that very house! Nowadays number 17 is a modern three bed semi, only built a decade or two ago, so this was the old house on my very spot from a century ago. Spooky!

Fast forward five years and I was an editor at another local paper, 30 miles away from where I still live. All local papers are parochial, and just don't do news from other areas. Occasionally adverts from another area appear, but not often, and only ones from big shops trying to attract a new customer base.

So, I was doing the exact same task, briefing a pupil, this time with a 50-year-old paper, pointed to a page and asked what was making the news. This time it was a house advert for a manse (church rectory) which I can actually see from my current house, good old made up name 17 Minor Street. Spooky beyond belief.

My Ex is an electrician, and when our daughter was small he worked for a sub-contractor. Once he came home after working away for several days and told me that he'd been offered a permanent job by his boss on this particular project. No need to worry about accommodations, he said, because the job offer came with an available house.
Without even thinking about it, I replied "I'm not living in a haunted house."
The look on his face... Electricians and engineers usually easily find an explanation for lights and appliances randomly turning themselves on and off, it's usually a shorting wire or a power surge of some kind, but they couldn't find any explanations in the case of this house. He wasn't quite a believer and hadn't been going to say anything to me.
He didn't take the job, though that wasn't the only reason.

I grew up in a haunted house though. My younger sister (about 3 when we moved in) used to see a little boy in the garden all the time.

I had a relative who once got an envelope - nothing inside - addressed to him, including correct spelling on a tricky name, and postmarked Antarctica.
Complete mystery.

Mandarin I used to live almost directly between two large Air Force Bases, so we got a lot of military aircraft in the area, and I once saw a C-130 which is not a small plane flying very low and only a few hundred feet in front of me, and didn't hear a thing. It was spooky. Somebody told me that it has to do with the way sound-waves travel, but I don't remember the details.
We also had a B-17 'living' in the area, and would see - and hear - it flying around quite a bit. (Never had the money to go for a ride though .) Those old multi-engine prop planes can be perfectly noisy when they want to be.

greyhound Google "Phantom hitchhiker".

at AnnMNHQ - why did you have to read the thread every time it was reported?

I have no mysteries other than lights that are on that I am sure I have turned off and the odd thing being moved. I really don't like it though and it freaks me out.

I suspect the Antarctica letter is a variant of the janet and roy cards?

I dreamt lottery numbers once. The problem was I could only remember the first 3 when I woke up, 9, 16 and 25. I won a tenner.

Itsfab - because it's a good read?

I received an envelope addressed to me (again, spelling exactly right, for an uncommon surname) from china. Strange, I thought ; I don't know anyone in china, hadn't bought anything on ebay for some time, which was my only thought of what it could be.

it contained one broken crayon

mandarin- or it could have been a glider? They are completely silent.

A few weeks ago I had just been out to the gas meter to put the gas on emergency (stupid pre-pay effort) and then went back into the kitchen, went to hang the yellow key up (the ones that open the gas meter cupboard) on a cup hook above the kitchen worktop. I missed and dropped the bright yellow key, saw it fall towards the counter, then didn't see or hear it land. It was simply gone, I've looked for it everywhere.

I'm glad to read that i'm not the only one to have had objects simply vanish!

If it has been sucked into some vortex thingy then I wish it would spit it back out as I've been opening the cupboard with two knives

I work evenings, so I'm often driving home in the dark/twilight. The road home is very rural and about 5 miles in there are fields either side of the road, with woodland on one side.

Anyway. One summer's night I'm driving home in the twilight. It's been a warm day but it's misty now - the mist is just hanging over the fields in the way that summer mist often does. Because it's quite late, and dry, and the road is clear, I'm going a bit faster than my usual 60mph, and then all of a sudden a thought pops into my head and it was "Oooh, I must remember not to hit that deer" in those exact words, as if I was remembering something dull I'd made a mental note of earlier, like buying milk.

I was so taken by surprise by this thought appearing clear as a bell out of the debris of the day's work and what kind of sandwich I was going to have when I got in and whether DH would be up that I actually slowed down to 50, all the time thinking "don't be so daft" - and then I got round the blind corner and there, right in the middle of the road, was a white deer standing stock still in the middle of the road looking straight at me. Had I not slowed down, I would have ploughed right into it. I couldn't have seen it before I got round the corner. And although you could say it was the sort of night you'd expect to see deer and other animals out and about, I have never seen any before or since on that stretch of road.

Has anyone had the disappearing footsteps?

This was in broad daylight, I was on my way to collect DS from school and walked along the canal towpath. It's busy rather than quiet. There's a Sainsburys there and various turn offs to streets. So not in the middle of nowhere and with hardly any bushes.

As I walked along, I heard footsteps behind me, sounded like trainers. They got closer and closer until I thought "oh fuck, I'm going to be mugged" but also thinking, not to worry, someone will be along and will see. But then, just as they got right up to me then stopped. I looked behind, nothing. I even went back to check there was nowhere for a person to go or hide. I even checked the canal.

What was it?

To the poster who wondered about their granmothers' stint in a mental institution - might she have been sent there because of TB? My DGM went to the 'local' mental hopsital but it was used in the 1940/50s (I'm guessing) as a sanitorium.

I may have created a mystery :)
I was staying with a friend over the weekend and for some reason we decided to create alternate identities for each other. My new name was Sarah and his was Joe. It was his birthday, and I addressed his card "to Joe" and signed it "from Sarah" as a joke. He keeps all of his birthday cards in a special box. I can imagine future generations wondering who Sarah and Joe were and why my friend had Joe's birthday card

Not a mystery, but a strange occurrence/coincidence. In 2007, a friend described a dream he had to me. In the dream we were having coffee together in a place with large windows and fairy lights. Also in the dream, friend's partner was not with us, and was not expected to be with us. This particular aspect of the dream upset my friend somewhat.

Fast forward to 2009. I meet said friend for coffee after not seeing him for nearly 2 years. He and his partner had had a messy breakup and he moved to a different area. When we are ordering the coffee, friend gasps in shock when he sees the barista's face. I ask him what is wrong. He asks if I remember the dream he told me about. He said the dream was about the place we were in, and the barista was in the dream! Sure enough, there were large windows and fairy lights and (ex)partner was not present and not expected! Friend definitely had not visited this coffee shop before he had the dream. I might not have believed it, but I remember him describing it to me two years before.

mandarin- or it could have been a glider? They are completely silent.

No was definitely an aeroplane, it totally overshadowed the street and just missed the tops of our houses, not sure how high the house is but guessing no more than 30ft from ground level. I could see the whole underside of the wing and the carriage as it went over (The other wing was over the roof of the house opposite)
There was no mistaking that it was a plane just like the picture i posted. It really was a surreal moment but like ninja said it's quite spooky when you don't hear any noise. So not much a mystery now that I know that something of that size can fly silently!!

To the poster who wondered about their granmothers' stint in a mental institution - might she have been sent there because of TB? My DGM went to the 'local' mental hopsital but it was used in the 1940/50s (I'm guessing) as a sanatorium

That was me as well, I suppose its a possibility but i'm not so sure. If it were TB then why was it all kept hush hush never to be spoken of ever again, yet it was no big secret that my great aunt was there.
My dads reaction to the gentle questioning of the letters (although I hadn't mentioned what we'd read), led both me and my mum to believe there was more to this than we would ever know.

Unless of course TB was something to be ashamed of back then?

The weird thing that happens to me is I have premonitions. Basically, I am filled with so much dread that my kids or hubby plus parents and siblings are going to die!! Its terrible I won't be settled for a week then I will hear someone has actually died! Though it is never anyone close to me but I know them. I have never told this to anyone since its so distressing. Lovely thread though.

We were watching Radiohead perform at Glastonbury in 2003 when all of a sudden our attention was grabbed by about 5 lights hovering high above the stage. They had been moving gradually closer and then stopped right above the band and stayed there for quite a few minutes. Everyone around us noticed them and kept mentioning them but we couldn't work out what they were. We decided they must be balloons with lights and maybe cameras tied to them, but on reflection the next day we decided that actually they couldn't have been that because of the strange way they moved and stayed together. And no, I hadn't taken anything or been drinking that evening!

A few years later I was talking to someone who had also been there, and straight away when I mentioned Radiohead we both commented on the strange lights.

What were they? Was anyone else there and saw them?

Lousend, I had a similar experience when dd was little.
It was a really hot day and she was in my arms having a feed. We were on the sofa with a fan in the lounge. All of a sudden out of the corner of my eye I saw something move which was followed by a ping as it hit the fan. I put dd down and retrieved the object - a small ball bearing.

I was alone in the house, we had no pets the time and nothing to explain where it had come from. It was very odd.

Loki - am glad I'm not the only one.

Do ball bearings have any significance, like feathers? It was just so strange .

To be honest Lou I'd forgotten about it completely until I read your experience, the baby sleeping in my arms is 16 now. It seemed to come in from the hall and fly at the fan.
I only ever told DH for fear of being laughed at, I've never been much of a woo believer but I could never explain it as Id seen it fly. I wasn't even sleep deprived so couldn't blame that.

My mother said that while she was having stitches after having me I screamed at each stitch as if I could feel them.