This site is aimed primarily at an aeromodelling audience. This page consists of notes made at the time, or shortly afterwards. No attempt has been made to tidy things up from the perspective of an average reader. Readers with an appropriate mindset may find it interesting. My apologies for any lack of clarity.

Probably December 1977 or 78
About to depart from Watford to Paris for the CIAM meeting by train and boat, I went to see my estranged girlfriend, Marie, and found her and her son, Ian, very ill with food poisoning. I then travelled to Garston to inform her mother of the fact and to transport her to back to Marie to care for her. I then returned home to catch my train, with no hope of making the boatrain connection at Charing Cross, but no real hope other than to try.

With little more than an hour to go I walked up to Watford High Street station to catch the train to Charing Cross, needing to change at Baker Street. The train stopped at Queens Park and we were instructed to disembark due to work on the line (this was a Sunday morning). We were instructed to exit the station and catch a bus which would take us to Willesdon. With many delays all round I eventually arrived at Willesdon and jumped on the first train that arrived travelling in the direction of central London.

Looking up at the train indicator, I was surprised to find that this train actually went to Charing Cross with many stations in between. On arrival I rushed up to the mainline station and, after further delay finding the platform, caught the boatrain with about 20 seconds to go.

It is difficult to be specific regarding times, but the maximum time that I had available from my front door to Charing Cross would have been no more than 1 hour and 10 minutes.

Some time in 1980/81
Having set out for Argus Publications in Hemel Hempstead from Croxley View, Watford, rather late, I was upset to get stuck behind a slow moving lorry between Hunton Bridge and Apsley. I arrived in the office only a couple of minutes late. I appeared to have completed the trip in around 11-12 minutes. Repeating the trip late at night on empty roads revealed a minimum journey time of 18 minutes. I have no recollection whatsoever of the period between getting stuck behind the lorry at Hunton Bridge and arriving in Apsley - still behind it.

?/?/90
In the process of getting a Morley 'Huey' helicopter from the car to the pit area, I managed to get glow fuel all over the keyboard of my PCM 10 computer transmitter - effectively ruining it. The tank of the helicopter was empty and neither it, or the fuel bottle/dispenser were anywhaere near the transmitter.

06/03/97
Went to Bedmond with three helicopters: Enforcer, SR-X and Baron 20. Attempted to fill Enforcer from Duraglo 5 bottle via pump on Superglo 5 bottle. Pump would not prime. After many gyrations and attempts to get fuel through the pump, I eventually got it primed with Superglo. I removed the pipe and transfered it to the Duraglo bottle, pinching it off to avoid losing the prime. It still didn't prime so I pumped frantically to attempt to reprime the pump. Then I noticed fuel pouring out of the tank overflow. The tank was full. It was definitely empty when I started as I hadn't flown the model for about 6 months!

07/03/97
Checked Eudora 'In' box and found a message from Tony Wright headed 'It's 2.5 Mb, sorry', posted 05.03.97. I had complained to him on 06/03/97 about a file that appeared to be 7 Mb long! Now this could have been his original message with a coincidentally named heading, but the two files in the Eudora attachment folder of half and three quarter Mb were still there yet I KNOW I had deleted them!

13/07/97
On its second flight at the SAM 35 Gala, the Box Car Chief started to go lean during the overheads and finally quit in the clover, hitting the deck with a thump. Having helped Tom Hughes to fly I went back to the car to clean the model. There was none of the usual fuel down the fuselage or under the outboard wing and the tank was empty. A later check of the tape recording showed that the flight was 5 minutes and 57 seconds. John Lynch (the judge) swears that the first flight was 5 minutes 30 (shorter!) despite the fact that I completed the schedule plus another 30 laps. When I unloaded the model from the car, on arriving home, it was dry. Around midnight that day I found that the tank was leaking and the model was covered with fuel coming from around the U/C legs.

20/12/98
The brand new fan heater that I had bought for the bedroom suddenly stopped while I was working at the computer. It is a thermostatically controlled fan and I assumed that it had turned itself off because the room temperature corresponded to the setting. Some time later I realised that it had not restarted and it was getting cold. The thermostat had been turned right down!

Unknown
My mothers old clock on the wall of my workshop suddenly appeared to have lost time. Investigation showed that it had stopped - an almost unknown phenomenon since it usually lost time when in need of a new battery, but never stops. It had been fitted with a new battery only a few days before. This battery was hanging half out of the chassis. It is a very firm fit.

31/03/00
Set out for bank and then Bedmond at about 1215pm. Had to park a long way from the bank after a couple of trips around the block, then long walk.

On arrival at Bedmond I climbed the hill and had numerous flights with all 3 CO2 models (5 with Scram, 7 with Jersey Javelin and 3 with Southerner Mite) including nearly losing Southerner in a thermal and another long walk to recover it. Then stowed models in car - walk down and up hill - and flew Concept 30 SR-X. Put 3/4 tank of fuel through Concept and did 20 autos.

Another trip down and up the hill and I put 3/4 tank of fuel through the Avantgarde and did 22 autos.

I sat around admiring the view while contemplating the final trip back down the hill. Another member arrived with his heli. "Been here long?", he asked. "All afternoon", I said, and received a very funny look. We then chatted for a while about the club and helis and I said goodbye as he started his first flight.

Having stowed everything back in the carafter cleaning the two helis, I made myself comfortable, started the engine and looked at the clock. IT WAS 1415!

Departure and arrival times at home were consistent with the time on the car clock.

Comment
I have long held the opinion (shared by others) that we each build our own reality. Rather less common is my view that we all have some erratic ability to travel sideways in time (to parallel timelines). This would explain why two people in a close relationship can have widely differing versions of the same event. The conventional view is that one of them is wrong. Maybe they are both right.

There is some belief that any time loss experience is the result of alien abduction. Am I the only person to experience time gain?

I am convinced that 'glitches' in spacetime are a common occurance but we ignore, or forget, them to protect our sanity. Long ago I made a resolution to make notes on such things. Since then, I have found a number of notes that are clearly written by me, yet mean nothing.