Jan 21 2010
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A Rogue UFO Encounter?
From time to time, I find myself on the receiving end of some truly weird stories, such as the one that follows. Frankly, I’m not even sure if the story in question is even UFO-related, at all. However, from the words of the witnesses, there are a few indications of missing-time, vehicle-interference and more.
And so, with that said, let’s continue!
Doubtless, the arch-sceptic or debunker would conclude that this determination on the part of the family in question not to discuss their case on-the-record is indicative of the fact that I have been the victim of an audacious hoax or a practical joke. And, while such a scenario can never be outright dismissed, of course, having now spoken to the husband and wife concerned on several occasions and twice now in-person, I do not doubt the veracity of the case or of their honesty and sincerity.
It was in the early hours of a winter’s morning in 1975 when Barry and Elaine, a married couple then in their late-twenties and with two small children, were driving towards their then-Slittingmill home, after attending a Christmas party in the Staffordshire, England town of Penkridge. As the pair headed towards the village, their car’s engine began to splutter and, to their consternation and concern, completely died. Having managed to carefully coast the car to the side of the road, Barry proceeded to quickly open the bonnet and take a look at the engine – “even though I’m mainly useless at mechanical stuff,” he states.
There did not appear to be any loose-wires, the radiator was certainly not over-heated, and a check of the car’s fuses did not provide any indication of what the problem might be. And so, as the family was less than half-a-mile or so from home, Barry made a decision, as he explained: “We had a picnic blanket in the boot of the car and I got it out, got back into the car and said to Elaine something like: ‘Let’s cover up you and the kids with the blanket.’ They were in the back sleeping and [were] only four and six at the time. So I said to [Elaine]: ‘You stay with them, and I’ll run back home and get your car, pick the three of you up, and then we’ll leave my car here, and we can get a garage out to look at it tomorrow.’”
At that point, however, their plans were thrown into complete and utter disarray. According to Barry, Elaine let out a loud scream, terrified by the sight of a small figure that ran across the road in front of them at a high rate of speed.
She explains: “I just about saw it at the last second, and then another one followed it, and then a third one. The best way I can describe them to you is like a hairy troll or something like that. We had some moonlight and they were like little men, but with hunchbacks and big, hooked noses and not a stitch on them at all. Not a stitch, at all; just hair all over them. I’d say they were all four-feet-tallish, and when the third one had crossed by us, you could see them at the edge of the trees – sort of like they were watching us, like they were wary, or something anyway.”
At that point things became very hazy indeed, says Barry: “We both know from memory that they came forwards, towards us, very slowly to us, and I’ve thought since that they were interested in us or wanted to know who we were. They came very slowly, and it was a bit like we were being hunted, to me. Elaine was hysterical; and with the kids with us, I wasn’t far-off, either.
“But that’s all we remember. The next, it’s all gone: nothing. Neither of us remembers seeing them go; and the next thing it was about two o’clock and the car started fine, then. It felt like something had happened to us that I couldn’t quite put my finger on, you know? But the memory thing is the biggest problem; even now. What was it? I did have a dream later about them surrounding the car; but that’s it, really. But they were there and we did see them, right up by the Stone House [Author’s Note: A reference to a large, old house that sits on the edge of the village of Slittingmill and that dates back to 1584].”
Barry states that to this day both he and Elaine still feel very uneasy about the loss of memory that they both experienced, but he is keen to affirm that: “I know, and we know, that we both saw them. The kids don’t remember a thing, thankfully. They were horrible little things: trolls, goblins, something. But they were there and they were real.”
Neither Barry nor Elaine have ever experienced any further such incidents or encounters with the unknown, but they have never forgotten those disturbing events deep in the heart of the Cannock Chase on a chilly, winter night all those years ago.
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January 22nd, 2010 at 12:21 am
Fer Crissakes people, it’s called HYPNOTIC REGRESSION!
Other than that, great story, thanks!
January 22nd, 2010 at 11:28 am
That sure sounds like a classic abduction event. 1975 was a big year, and there are lots of UFO events.
The car mysteriously stalling out and then re-starting fine is reported often (see Marc Davenport’s VISITORS FROM TIME)
The little furry goblins seem like “they” were doing some sort of theatrical performance. What’s the folklore in that area?
Question: Are you still in touch with the couple? Has anyone played tho role of “police sketch artist” for them? (hint-hint)
January 22nd, 2010 at 7:25 pm
Yeah it could be Freudian — big, “hooked nose” hairy and naked. Trance. Maybe the car broke down for a more mundane reason. Did they have a child 9 months later? Late twenties, married with 2 kids. Where were the kids?
Yeah the kids should remember something I would think.
January 23rd, 2010 at 8:35 am
I agree with Dogma, hypnotic regression would be the best way to go, though maybe they don’t particularly want to remember? I wouldn’t expect the children to remember anything when they were at such a young age and also having their memories wiped.