Timeline, Gordon & Conclusions
Part 5 - Conclusion
By Gordon James DungavelAs this continuing story winds it's way to an
inconclusive conclusion, (due to it being written live and sent off
every week to BEAMS), this quicky is a recollection that I had
completely forgotten about; one
incident back in Exeter, I've got to include this in my little batch of my memoirs as it was caught live on audio tape.
I was very lonely after Dad died, mother and I had moved to Devon, while my brother chose to stay in Luton, and we were lost souls beginning a new journey, running away from grief of that magnitude was in retrospect not a wise choice.
"So, feeling extremely irritated with life and the cards it had dealt me - and trying to gain confidence, I joined an amateur writing class."
It was something I enjoyed in a warped, masochistic sort of way, as I was so angry with life and had to express my feelings to someone other than the Samaritans, (Whom as a Scotsman, was most upset when I found out they charged for my pathetic phone call winging sessions.)
Anyway, one afternoon in our groups school building class in Exeter I read out one of my short stories to a group of 15 amateur bored housewives and drunken cravat-necked slurring male poets; I had decided that my black toilet humor scribbling were frowned upon by my Mills And Boon thespians so I went for my intended suicide note just to annoy them even more. A heartfelt tale of love lost, woe, grief etc.
Just as I was getting to the juicy bits describing life after death and my feeble attempts at describing God & the answer to everything in a kind of Pink Floyd concert climax sort of way, suddenly a large wooden school clock hanging on the wall six foot behind us flew from its fixture, across the room, and struck me on the side of the head and shoulder.
"The batteries fell out and it clattered to a spinning halt in front of me thus ending my somewhat over-emotional supernatural opus."
I thought 'God, I've offended some Christian in the room', then joined in the nervous laughter from the other surprised mature students all sitting perfectly still on their seats. The audio tape of the incident I hope Ken can get on this web site at some point in the future if possible??
Had I recorded a poltergeist taping into the nervous angry negative/positive energy I was emitting? It was so bizarre, all the group talked about from then on was about the afterlife. I forgot about that incident as that side of things I have lost interest in, but maybe it's something I should investigate more seriously in the future; Some how though, I can't see me investigating ghosts down in dusty cellars.
I feel it would be like - why do spiders always seem to be attracted to me as I sit on the floor here enjoying a can of lager - then out the corner of my eye something huge is scuttling towards me and its AAAAGGGGGHHHHH!!??!! Then it's paramedics having to give me mouth-to-mouth; And sadly it's never the cute blond girlie ambulance person, it's her partner Bob with a tongue like a giraffe!
My wife and I had now moved around Bedford's renting house market 10 times in 13 years, quite exhausting you must admit to a couple who's only desire was to stop unpacking. Again we sound like a landlord's worst nightmare, yet nothing could be further from the truth, but again, another story, another time - this is my UFO recollections, and in Chalbury Close, off Kimbolton Road, I had been up all night watching videos and trying to photograph my fav music acts from the t.v. screen. (sad I know).
Standing looking out across the back car park I saw an object. I took three photos through our large lounge windows that night/early morning. Perhaps the weirdest looking of all my 35mm photographs; at first I thought it was a very large pigeon, then when I got the photos back they were too dark to distinguish anything other than a bat-like shape taken at an angle through the window. I had to cover the flash with my hand as nothing would have showed up on the photos due to reflection.
But since I have had this computer, I can enlarge images, light blast them and see details on the original photos not previously seen. I am not convinced by this object, I think it show's a rouge kite of some kind or piece of material been blown upward in a wind draft.
However the enlargements are perplexing to say the least, but as I was indoors and not outside I can only speculate what this very quick sighting could have been. And no, it wasn't Batman flying out from Cardington hangers before anyone asks.
"Years now have passed, all with their ups and downs. I am getting a little bit more competent on this computer which I do believe has a life of its own. It must be a girl, as its mood swings are terrible."
I've taken more photo's of fleeting objects in the sky, I've been
reminded recently how convincing a silvery party balloon can look in
the sky or Chinese lanterns, and I've seen party balloons in the sky
and photo-wise they do look like distant spaceships, I'm convinced now
that some of the objects I have seen distantly are indeed these.
At my brother in laws wedding in Folkstone a huge flock of bizarrely
illuminated seagulls flew past the beautiful seaside evening sky
setting, everyone was speculating UFOs until the penny dropped and
this amazing spectacle was rationally explained to me laying on my back after too much UFO imagery and free booze!
Trouble is these days with the internet, it's full of hoaxers whom I truly have exception too. That is folly; keep it real - the truth will prevail.
"I will never give up the quest to help solve this most of perplexing mysteries. I believe that UFOs are real and I want to know more."
Thanks to BEAMS for the opportunity to express my thoughts and memories & to you for reading these pages.
Love, peace & knowledge,
Gordon Dungavel xxx
