In 1965, a strange story in the USA hit the world’s headlines. A man was hitchhiking, when an enormous brightly lit object hovered above his head. His eyewitness account, in isolation, would normally have been dismissed as drunken rambling, or attention-seeking lies.
This week I came down with some lovely coronavirus symptoms, which means I’ve had the kids at home since Wednesday. I’m seeing it as a chance to spend some time with them, while doing some ‘kind of’ educational stuff too.
The coronavirus situation, as you all know, has got to the point where a lot of people are self-isolating at home. This isn’t the easiest of situations – particularly when you’ve got young children climbing the walls with frustration and boredom.
Recently, I’ve been delving into the works of Sabine Baring-Gould. Born in Exeter (hooray), he’s most famous for having written the hymn ‘Onward Christian Soldiers’. Less well-known is the fact that he was also a prolific writer of ghost stories… an odd choice for a man of the cloth, you might say.
Even better, he was also regarded as one of the world’s experts in werewolves. Eek!