Often if I go on the beer for a weekend, then the night after when Im not drinking I often wake up in the middle of the night.............

and there does be something in the room!

Seriously whatever happens (basically coming down off a drug namely alcohol) seems to cause sleep paralysis to me. Thankfully it hasnt been too scary to date.

You can see how people think that the occupants of UFOs have come to take them away in there sleep!

I'm into astonomy too, and I know the difference between a planet and a star, or a satellite and a plane, yet I've seen things I can't explain over the Avebury landscape late at night.

The most amazing thing was a 'vibrating' star over Alton Barnes two years ago. I've also seen the 'amber gambler' from the Cove in Avebury.

Jeez, there's even a 'golden ball hill' right by Alton Barnes. I think this stuff's been going on years.

I'm not saying I belive it's any one thing, I'm just saying I've seen strange lights is all.

Just because something is unexplained doesn't mean it has to be ***wooooooo****. It simply means it's unexplained.

In the past 40 years we've sent some much stuff (satellites and so on) into orbit, who knows what it is you might be seeing!

Not a sighting or UFO, but what, for me, was a strange experience.

This was 2007 during a visit to Boleigh Fogou in Cornwall. In my blog of the time I described it thus:

"I had a weird experience here. After we had explored the dank and rather muddy interior for a while, Sue and Will went out to find the other entrance, which was blocked off from the inside by a wooden barrier. Matthew climbed out, and he nipped ahead to find them. I stayed awhile to get a feel for the place. It has an interesting little creep, with a narrow entrance. The creep winds around to the left, almost going back on itself. Once I had seen all I wanted, I climbed out too. Matthew had been waiting, but darted ahead of me through the bushes. I followed, but within two seconds realised that I was lost! I couldn't work out which direction the others had gone, or even which direction I had come from! This is particularly odd for me, as I usually have an unerring sense of direction. I called out, and soon found the others, but could not shake the sensation of disorientation until some time after we had driven away to head onwards for the Merry Maidens stone circle."

This might not sound like much, but it freaked me out at the time. When I posted a link to this from here, Rhiannon commented that it sounded like a visit from the pixies. As good an explanation as any! The strangeness of the feeling has stayed with me too.

at a 'natural' megalithic site (An arrangement of very large stones deposited by prehistoric glaciers, in the woods) in Connecticut as a boy, I once heard someone or something say my name as if it were right behind me, over my shoulder... nobody else there but myself. Spooked the living daylights out of me.

Not sure if Glastonbury Tor counts as a megalithic site, but I did see something there that could be loosely termed a UFO. Looking up at the sky, I saw what appeared to be a shooting star - same luminosity, same speed of travel. However, without any slowing of its pace, it changed angle and veered sharply off at 90 degrees. Not very remarkable, but I can't think of anything man-made or natural that would do that.

Ive never ever seen a UFO, but still search the skies when ever I'm
outside, one day maybe.
But Ive had a handful of strange experiences,
mysterious losses
strange voices
taps on the shoulder
An old man carrying plastic shopping bags across Barbrook moor ( there cant be many shops nearby) followed by the certainty that something bad had happened there, I got away sharpish.
But the best one for me was when we were at Capel Garmen
and a rolls royce pulled up and a posh lady started walking over, ay up thought I its the landowner about to give us some grief
but no it was just another lover of ancient things, only she was in a chauffeur driven roller.
Not otherworldly but it did make me think were not alone.

I would suggest that anyone interested in this topic reads the works of Paul Devereux and specifically 'Places of Power' Blandford 1990. Sane, readable and though provoking.

Essentially the thesis is that the sites may be where they are precisely because they are places where poorly understood geophysical phenomena produce light forms.

I'm sure we've had plenty of unusual experiences at sites! Probably, as Rupert said some way above, due to the fact we've spent so long at ancient sites that something unusual's BOUND to happen! ;)

A couple of times, on seperate occasions, we've heard the sound of a car horn being blasted as if from a few metres away, even when there's no road nearby! That's quite odd.

Also, whenever we visit Madron Well (oh, here we go again!) we start off feeling fine, but as we leave, we get the overwhelming feeling of dread. Almost as if someone's following us, which they never are, of course! The feeling follows us right up to the end of the path, when reality strikes and all is well again! It never puts us off reivsiting, but it happens, I'm sure, EVERY time!

Other than that, apart from occasional feelings of joy or sadness at various places, I can't think of anything! I keep meaning to read a book that caught my eye some months back called "Supersense" (http://brucemhood.wordpress.com/about-supersense/ - how DO you embed URLS in posts! I seem to have forgotten!), which looks at rationalising these irrational sensations. Looks interesting!

G x

I heard bells from an unidentifiable source at the Cove at Stanton Drew the other day. Must have been pixies and defn not a windchime hidden behind the hedge...

This is a really interesting thread. I saw three, and later four, lights in formation near Uffington white horse on Saturday night. They would form a horizontal line and then stack one upon the other.

The only artificial stimulant I'd digested was Kendal mint cake. Very odd.

2005 my wife and I were driving to pick my son up from his mum's (my ex partner) house, we decided to go for a walk to Perranporth beach seeing as we had time to kill and the sun was out. On the way we passed what I thought was a rugby ball shaped silver balloon in the sky like the kind of thing you see advertising stuff. We stopped to have a proper look. It was about five or six fields away. It was big, as in about the size of say, three rail carriages and maybe twice as high. At first I thought it may have been something to scare the birds away, but quickly found that idea ridiculous. From where we were it seemed to have no cables attached to it,(infact I can safely say it deffo had NO cables!) It made no sound and was absolutely still with no movement at all. We genuinely got scared. It was proper eerie and all the birds were silent every thing was. No I wasn't on drugs. It looked out of this world and we *were* too scared to go any closer to it. It was at least five fields away. I am pretty sure it wasn't a balloon and anyway why would a farmer put something that size above one of his fields? After a while we got in the car and drove off.
We got freaked out proper. We drove by the same fields on the way home to see if it was still there. IT WAS GONE.

TRUTH ON MY MOTHER'S LIFE! (AND i LOVE MY MUM)