If you go down to the woods today…
John of North Weald has written to me about two local strange experiences and he has kindly given me permission to share them here:
“Seeing your letter in the North Weald Village Life Newsletter, I thought you may be interested in the following two tales. The first is my own experience and the second that of a lady, now passed on, who lived in Pensons Lane, Ongar.
First, whilst out walking one day last spring/summer over by the old radio station on North Weald Common, I stopped at Seven Springs where I stopped to enjoy the view of the lake surrounded by trees in leaf in the sunshine. I became aware of a shadow or dark patch in front of me but at an angle to my left. To my surprise, and apprehension, it moved slowly in my general direction and passed about three or four yards to my left where it drifted over the bridleway and disappeared. It had little shape and no legs and just floated above the ground.
The Old Radio Station, North Weald, that John passed on the way to Seven Springs
Regarding the second experience, the lady referred to was a keen horse rider. On two separate occasions when riding with a companion in Pensons Lane the horses bolted when frightened by a swirling mist-like substance. She was quite convinced they had seen a ghost.”
What is it that lurks in Pensons Lane, Ongar?
If you have had any strange experiences, please feel free to send them to me at firstname.lastname@example.org.
©Nicola Kirk and http://www.nicolakirk.wordpress.com 2010