NotSpaghetti
Our watering can went missing too - for about 10 days and from our front drive singingnutty. We decided it must have been stolen... but no, it was tucked between big flowerpots where the foliage had disguised it as it was a green recycled plastic one!
I seem to remember another thread about a vanishing jug a while ago...
That may have been me re the vanishing jug.
It was in my last house - and I kept two different size glass measuring jugs on the top shelf, right-hand side of the middle wall cupboard (yep...I am a bit time and motion conscious - especially in my kitchen). So I designated that as the place where I kept the two of them - small one inside big one.
One time I went to get the small one out to use and it wasnt there. Cue for I searched the whole of that cupboard, then the whole kitchen, then the whole house. I absolutely "knew" it was there in its usual place - only it wasnt. So I reluctantly used the big one instead.
Cue for the next few months = every time I wanted to use that jug = I went to its usual place (even though I knew it was no longer there - because it had mysteriously vanished)......
....Until the day I went to get it again a few months later - and there it was - in its usual place!
I'm a stubborn wotname when I choose to be - and hence carrying on looking for it in usual place every time I wanted it - before reluctantly using the other one.
There IS no logical explanation for that. Or the black helicopter/s that were up above my house for some time around midnight one night. Or the loud factory machine there in one alcove of one bedroom one night when I was trying to go to sleep there. Or hearing "The Hum" for a few days start up in my area and I was so glad I'd had the foresight to see what radius away from my house I could hear "The Hum" and thankfully found a village 4 miles away was normal - and so knew my worst case analysis was being forced to move house to get away from it and could thank heaven at least it wasnt my own body that was the problem (ie tinnitus).
That house was a bit odd all round and would have obviously had some "history" - as it was Victorian. It was one of the reasons I sold it in the end - though it had always been my plan from Day 1 to use it as a "starter house" and move up to a better one when I could.
The house I then bought/still have is in a different area (West Wales rather than southern England) and it was built in 1974. I was wondering a little bit whether there'd be anything "odd" about it - but all I had was the day a friend of mine drove me over to move in and the furniture had just been unloaded and the van gone and we were in the hallway and had a very distinct loud "knocking" house in the house. We both looked at each other - and I assumed it was the last owner (who had died within the previous year - hopefully not in the house) and said, very firmly, "It's MY house now. Will you please leave?" and the noise stopped and there's not been any further "odd" incidents here since (unless you count finding a witches bottle buried in the garden....) and I used to keep finding various neighbours trespassing in my garden and had to shoo them out (one of them at 7 o'clock in the morning).
Just as well - given the neighbours have been one huge headache virtually from the start....guess that witches bottle was there to protect my house from them. I had also found a box of legal documents in the house - everything from Day 1 onwards - and the clues were in there as to some of why the neighbours were being an issue (still are!).
