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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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hellymelly · 15/04/2014 23:19

The returning key ring has freaked me out!! And the journal and scarf coming back...

alabasterangel · 15/04/2014 23:21

murmur I suspect it's to do with an underground utility. My guess by the age of the brickwork that its bt/gpo. There are several small concrete lidded chambers in the verge around it. Records of such are part of my work. I'll look tomorrow for you!

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RevoltingPeasant · 15/04/2014 23:21

Weatherall :( I'm sorry.

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PinkLemons · 15/04/2014 23:25

DH used to wear a silver chain around his neck. One day he sat in the garden trying to catch some sun. He took it off and put it in the middle of the coffee table. Later I reminded him to put it back on as it was still sat in the middle of the table. We went out of the room together to the kitchen and came back in and he asked where it was. It had vanished. Only us in the house. The table was very heavy and solid and was sat on a rug roughly twice it's size. I never actually moved the table to vac under it as it was so heavy.
3 years later we moved house and DH moved the table and I lifted the rug. Dead centre of the rug, middle of the coffee table was the chain. I never figured out how it got there. The bottom of the table was flat so it can't have simply fallen on the floor and been pushed under with the vac.

murmuration · 15/04/2014 23:27

Oh wow, alabaster, that would brilliant! Thanks so much! I know it's all very prosaic, but I've obviously been wondering about it for years now :)

After much zooming in the Google view, it looks like there are no words there, either. I assume that had been taken before I went past, as didn't they do that 5-6 years ago? I wonder if the sign was actually an illicit label and that's why it got chipped off. It looked very smooth and proper, though, not like graffiti.

alabasterangel · 15/04/2014 23:33

murmur I'll do my best. I've got access to all sorts of mapping tools. One of them will have a label for it! Check back tomorrow....

QOD · 15/04/2014 23:39

Wedge

peacefuleasyfeeling · 15/04/2014 23:43

Oh, Nursey, that sort of happened in my bed this evening as I was putting DDs to bed; I left DD1 (3) in her dressing gown sitting looking at a book on top of the duvet of our made double bed while I went downstairs with baby DD2 to fetch her a drink. I came back upstairs, read bedtime story and was about to tuck her in (we cosleep) when she said, with a very, very straight face "Oh mummy, who did that poo on the bed?" gesturing toward a spot next to where I was sitting. And sure enough, there next to me was a sort of beige, gloopy, mucousy smear with a 5p sized plop of poo in it, just sitting on my lovely crisp duvet. I assumed she must have had a little "wet and windy", but she was adamant she had not and hadn't been on my side of the bed. Checked her bum but not a smear, and she would normally tell the truth about most things. Not so much of a mystery really, I'm almost certain it DID come from her, but reading your post so soon after made me laugh. One genuine mystery is this though: 15 years ago I had spent a week developing the backgarden in the shared house where I lived into a garden. I had finally got to enjoy filling the beds with plants from the garden centre, it looked gorgeous. Our garden was walled on all sides with no access from street or surrounding houses (looong row of terraces) save over said brick walls. The following morning I went out the back to inspect my handiwork only to find that where I had planted a large lavender bush there was now only a hole in the ground. All other plants (100s of pounds worth) remained in place save for this one lavender bush which had been removed by someone or something (which had somehow managed to get into our garden) under the cover of darkness. We never found the plant and could never figure out what happened.

Sonumb · 15/04/2014 23:46

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BlueJean · 15/04/2014 23:48

murmuration could the building be an automatic toilet? We have a few in our town of a more updated design but similar dimensions.

My mystery is where my one and only photo of me as a baby went to. I was given it by a relative and I put it on the side in the kitchen. It was a large size photo -about 8" x 10" - and I loved it so. Another relative came to visit and I was talking about the photo and then trotted off to fetch it from the place where it had lived since I received it. GONE! and never seen again .
That was many moons ago and the whole kitchen was remodelled from floor to ceiling . No sign of the photo. I miss my little self.Sad

ToAvoidConversation · 15/04/2014 23:48

To the poster who lost their rings. Check inside the lining of your couch. Know someone that lost rings years before and when getting rid of their couch decided to rip it apart on the off chance and rings were in the couch, no visible holes in the lining which would have allowed them to get there

ElseaStars · 15/04/2014 23:49

Sleeping over at my mums house and when we woke up all the drawers were open and 3 pans were placed in a semi circle largest to smallest on the kitchen floor. Just me and my mum in the house. We both didn't do it.

murmuration · 16/04/2014 00:02

peaceful - could some animal have eaten the plant? Or run off with it? Hedgehogs used to dig up our coriander, even when I tried to hide it under parsley and basil. Maybe a fox with a nose for lavender?

bluejean - it would be a very cramped toilet, although there might have been room for a commode. The entrance coiled in nearly 180 degrees, leaving very little space actually left for an inside. And so sad about your photo :(

somedizzywhore1804 · 16/04/2014 00:38

Place marking! Grin

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Confusedintercity · 16/04/2014 01:05

When I was in primary 7 I was called up to the stage during assembly to receive an award for a painting I had done. Except I had not painted the picture on display and no one in the assembly stood up and said 'that's mine!' I was too embarrassed to protest so I accepted the £2 book token. My parents were so proud they have the picture hanging on their living room wall to this day and when anyone remarks on it they say with pride that I painted it when I was 12. I haven't had the guts to tell them I didn't paint it and I have never found out who did.

NurseyWursey · 16/04/2014 01:10

confused thats brilliant Easter Grin

Confusedintercity · 16/04/2014 01:13

It's a lovely picture as well, everyone knows my limit is stickmen!

QueMierda · 16/04/2014 03:49

confused Grin

MinesAPintOfTea · 16/04/2014 04:12

The serval children with the same birthday is obvious, they clearly only dtd once a year Christmas.

WhoDat · 16/04/2014 04:55

How I can be surrounded by a dozen people and yet be the only once bitten by a mozzie? Every god damn time. Just me Angry

My sleuthing skills are limited, but my nosiness is not. I'd have gone full undercover stake out on the baked goods in the middle of the road by now.

Eminybob · 16/04/2014 04:59

When I was very young, 5 or 6 maybe, I was convinced I was able to fly down the stairs. Just the ones at home, and I still now remember the sensation of being able to do it. However whenever I tried to show anyone else, I just kind of bumped down on my bum.

However, my mum told me she used to be able to fly down the stairs when she was little too, and described it exactly the same as I did.

I'm sure we both just had very active imaginations as children, but I do still wonder about it.

I also have a mystery poo in the bed story Blush

About 12 years ago I was travelling in India, and staying in a hotel in a city with an ex DP. We awoke to find a poo at the bottom of the bed, but neither of us had done it, both had clean bottoms etc. Now, we had gotten very drunk the night before, and found that we'd left the door unlocked, but if someone else had come in, why would they just poo in our bed? We had money/passports etc in the room which were untouched. Odd.

Hairylegs47 · 16/04/2014 05:45

Mine is similar to the car keys and notebook.
When I was 12 I had a brace for my teeth. I cleaned it every time I brushed my teeth. We - my whole family - were staying at our caravan for our holiday in August, the last morning I took the brace out,brushed my teeth and couldn't find my brace. It was a tiny washroom, no loo only a sink and jug. Searched for ages then asked my family as I thought my older brother had pinched it. No one had, mum went ballistic with me, accused me of throwing it away! Had to get a new brace made. As it was our caravan, we'd go there every weekend until the site closed in the October. Every October, we'd clean the place, take home all the soft furnishings and we'd leave little saucers of salt around the place as this would draw any moisture. I don't know if it worked, but my dad insisted we do it. My dad would also drop by every month to change the saucers until the new season started in April.
Fast forward to the next March, my dad comes up to me when I came in from school, told me he'd been to he caravan and had a present for me, he opens his hand and there's my old brace! I asked him where it was and he said 'Next to the saucer in on the bedroom floor'.

giraffesCantBoogie · 16/04/2014 06:44

what happened to my wee silver ring in primary school? :(

Donki · 16/04/2014 07:09

TheVictorian

A modicum of googling reveals the fact that there was an Anti-Aircraft Operations Room in Long Eaton which I think became Royal Observer Corps post 6/T2

Could you have found it?