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Issue No. 9

April 2009 Issue

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       He came out and said, "Where?"
     The sky was clear. Then, it happened. Back came these flashing objects making patterns by one above the other and shooting in all directions. I went up to a neighbor's house and asked him to come and witness it. He loved amateur astronomy. I called other family members and friends too. Wally actually saw what can only be described as a double Triangular craft clearly visible, gliding along. I must say I did not witness that craft. Suddenly, the sky seemed full of objects coming in all directions and what made us realize we were not looking at aircraft was the lack of noise. The sky was silent. Totally and utterly silent. Planes make a noise coming over, but these Triangles were silent as were the flashing tiny craft.
     I rang Stansted Airport and asked them if they had any aircraft over our area at the time. They denied this and asked me if I wanted them to report what we were seeing. At a later date, I received a typical Ministry of Defense letter saying they were probably weather balloons. I did not believe this for one moment. I also phoned USAF Mildenhall near Bury St. Edmunds in Suffolk and spoke to a Sergeant there who was on duty that night. I explained why I had phoned and he checked their radar. He came back with "No, Ma'am. Nothing on our radar." I explained to him that it was like "Star Wars" over Little Cornard and he said if it continued, ring back.
     The sky being so clear and full of stars, I looked up high, much farther than any aircraft flies and saw "falling stars". The only difference was, these "stars" were climbing at a vast rate of speed upwards... even higher.
     From 5:25 p.m. to 10:30 p.m., the spectacle continued. The craft did not mind who saw them and they came and went all evening. At 10:30 p.m., the sky cleared and all we heard was a distant hum, similar to a vacuum cleaner a long way away. Another phenomenon of that night was seeing the sky to the West of us light up in a spectacular blue color and then fade.
     I rang the newspaper the next day to report this and to ask if other readers had rung in, but nobody had. They sent a reporter from the East Anglian Daily Times to photograph me and the drawings we did of the craft. Later that morning, I was approached by the BBC Radio who sent a representative to interview me. Then, BBC Anglia phoned and Stuart White, one of their top newsmen, came round to interview me. Unfortunately, when the news was shown on television, they made a joke out of it. Because they did not see, they thought I was mad. If I was mad, then so were others who stood and witnessed roughly 86 craft (or same craft) over and over again.
     That day, taking my dog for a walk, I happened to look up and, although I did not see anything, I heard that strange humming sound above the clouds. Also, early morning in the garden with the puppy, the sky flashed deep blue again. This time, I felt a little scared and we went back indoors.
     The silent craft were back the next night, but this time further away.
     I must, at this point, explain that the Triangles we saw flashed many colors underneath. There were lights on each apex and one large light, sometimes the same color - either white or red underneath.
     Soon after this display took place, Wally was getting the car ready for work at 5:30 a.m. He said something made him look up and he saw, between the clouds, a large silent craft (triangular in shape) glide by. Another morning he noticed an orange ball of light some distance away just sitting there in the sky. He watched if for some time but had to go and put the cover off the car into the garage. When he got back, he looked and it had vanished. He arrived at work to be asked by his boss, "What on Earth is going on down your way?" He, then, went on to explain that cycling to work, he saw a large orange ball of light over toward Little Cornard and he could not take his eyes off of it, almost crashing into a car ahead of him. He said it took off at a rate and disappeared in seconds.
     The next month was December and on the 10th of that month, I was taking a church service over at a coastal town in Essex called Clacton-On-Sea. After the service was over, a friend who accompanied us, came running into the church and said that the flashing lights were outside chasing one behind the other. She quipped that maybe they were following me! That is a joke, not to be taken seriously. On the way home in the car driven by a friend of mine, John Broughton, we reached the road called the A12 which runs between Clacton and Colchester in Essex. We saw a transmitter over the fields and were amazed to see two craft, one on either side of it, just stationary in the sky. One large and one small. We got about another mile when my friend, Brenda Mead, shouted out that there was a large Triangular object crossing the A12. It glided over the car slowly and was the most beautifully lit craft.

      Red, blue, yellow, green and white, all flashing at once. It stayed alongside us at about 500 feet and then veered off toward the Little Cornard transmitter. When we arrived home, Wally said he had seen some Triangular craft that evening. I went in to make a cup of tea for my friends and Wally, when he knocked hard on the window. "Come outside quickly!" We ran out to see the Triangle glide in front of us quite low and as it got to us, it flashed a white light, then glided over the trees and nothing else was seen. I must stress that no sound was to be heard.
     During the summer of the next year, 1995, I happened to look out of a window and watched a large light that did not move for 15 minutes or more. When Wally arrived home, I went out to meet him and I told him of the light. He said I had probably mistaken it for a plane. I denied this and, suddenly, it moved slowly. Then, all of a sudden, it turned toward us and we saw three huge lights. That is a Jumbo landing at Standsted my husband informed me. "NO," I said. "It can't be a Jumbo. No plane can turn suddenly like that." Then, we gasped. As this craft (silent again) reached a certain point, a shaft of light came down from the belly of the craft. I can only describe this as likening it to the pictures you see of people being taken up in a light to a UFO. Suddenly, we saw, in the shaft of light, a small flashing object coming down from the "Mother Ship" and taking off at speed toward the meadows and village of Little Henny. When it had disgorged the object, it turned right around and glided silently over the trees.
     Another sighting which happened to me personally took place on the 11th of August, 1996. It was summer and I had forgotten to water my bedding plants. I went out with my torch and a watering can. I heard nothing to make me look up but, coming over, gliding over, was the brightest round light that can only be described as a large, powerful halogen lamp. It glided over our roof and, as I looked at it, it reminded me of a sun that children draw with rays coming out of the sun. I spoke out loud. "What are you? Any closer and you will blind me." It did hurt my eyes. As I said these words, the light got dimmer, likened to a dimmer switch, and went black. I could see this black (now lightless) ball glide on a few yards and then abruptly turn toward Sudbury town and over the trees. I was the only witness to this. I have often wondered since that time, did the object (whatever it was) hear my voice? Why, at that particular time, did the lights dim?
     Another night I remember, I again went out to meet Wally from work and we both saw, gliding silently past at about 1,000 feet, another Triangle. This time, the lights were red on each apex and a large red light in the middle. To see such an object, in fact, many objects as we did at that time, is now like a dream. Nothing has been seen by us for some years now, but we will never, ever forget the marvelous, beautiful Triangles, lights, etc., that we witnessed.
     I appeared on television as part of "The Magic & Mystery Show" in 1998. They sent a British celebrity, Toyah Wilcox, to interview me at my home. Also, she interviewed Ron West about the Triangles. He ran the U.F.O. club in Colchester for years. He had so many sightings during that time that he could not keep up with them. After I stopped going to U.F.O. club in Colchester, I joined another which was run by a younger name David (sorry, forgotten his surname). Both are now deceased. Very sad.
     On ICQ, I met a lady in Idaho who was very much into U.F.O. phenomena and she was abducted in the early 1970s. She has tried ever since to make sense of what happened to her. She has mentioned MUFON, amongst others, and is very well known by certain members and leaders of the groups in America. I visited her in 2001. She heard of my sightings and immediately e-mailed Jeff Rense in Santa Barbara who phoned me that day. He asked me to appear on his radio show, "The Jeff Rense Show" that night. I was on for two hours on the phone. It was a live show. During the show, he e-mailed my friend to say it was going very well and then the director called and asked me to stay online for a further 30 minutes to talk about my work as a medium. I was not very good with computers and did not know how to save the radio broadcast that was heard live and on Real Player around the world. If only I had known that my PC was going to crash, I would have saved it with someone's help. Always wise after the event. Not one of my friends had saved it either.
     I hope that whoever reads this will understand that all that is in this story happened. I made the broadcast on 18th February, 2000.