Thanks Scrooge. I was always under the impression it was Stan’s Messenger.

Galdri, if you look at my recent post a few days ago called “The Museum of Transport and Technology” you’ll see another Gemini that’s here in NZ. It was last owned by Arthur Baker – a well known businessman who was from Cambridge and is incidentally one of the many airmen on my website, as he was an RNZAF Works officer during WWII.

No worries Galdri. Here’s a photo I snapped in february of Mr Stan Smith in his gorgeous Moth Minor, and one of his other Miles, the Messenger. I never saw the Gemini at his facility so I’m not sure if he still has it.

I have rememebred another really freaky thing that happened to me a few years back. Not exactly a ghost story, a bit of the opposite. It was a Friday evening, about 7:30pm. I had started to walk into town to meet mates in the pub. I was, I might add, stone cold sobre. Around the corner from me is a dairy [corner shop to non-Kiwis]. Just before I got level to the store I heard a screech that sounded like car tyres braking hard, and then a bloodcurdling squeal! There were, I swear, no cars on the road within a kilometre so it cannot have been a car. therefore I could not instantly identify the first sound However, the yelp sounded like a dog in pain and it was very loud. I stopped in my tracks because I seriously thought that the guy in the house I was walking past must have been beating his dog. I looked and listened. Nothing.

It was just at the point where it was almost about to get dark. yet I could still see clearly in the dim light. Nothing in the yard of the house. I decided to walk on slowly, I was really worried, if he belted the dog that hard again I would have gone back and said something to this person who I could not see. It just had not sounded right – no-one would beat a dog that hard for discipline reasons.

Anyway, I walked on slowly and just got to the corner, probably another 200m. As I stopped at the corner to cross the intersecting road, a car went past me going fairly quick, travelling south (I was heading north on the same street). From behind, I then heard the car screach to a halt, a thud, and the yelp of a dog being run over. It was the EXACT sound I’d heard a minute before, as if played back on a tape!! I was stunned (I still am, I simply cannot explain this). I stood there in the silence of that warm summer’s evening, and heard a woman get out of the car and go to a nearby house and yell to an owner “Do you own a dog? I’ve just run one over.”

That confirmed to me what was indeed under the car. I knew already because of the preminition or whatever it was. I think Red Dwarf coined the phenomena that can be the only think that described this experience – a future echo.

Has anyone heard of this sort of thing before? It has only happened once to me. I’d hate to think I was given some gift to prevent that poor dog’s death and failed to do so.

Perhaps you’re thinking of Stan Smith’s Miles Gemini supposedly under rebuild at Dairy Flat, not Colin Smith at Mandeville???

Cheers Oscar

Apparitions or spectrums are usually the figment of an overactive imagination

Maybe so in some cases. I used to be a sceptic but I know what I have seen, and what I beleive. I also know how inactive my imagination usually is, hehe.

There are way to many coincidences, and way too many highly trustworthy people seeing these things for it to be all in the mind. However I do concede all those ghost-hunter style reality TV shows are pretty much over-active imaginings by over-acting idiots.

There are many theories as to whom ghosts may have been. One theory I like to propose when that conversation arises is that we are not seeing images of people from the past, but they maybe people from the future who have developed some way to look at us in their past – perhaps we’re all an amusement arcrade feature in the year 3000! hehe