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27th January 2007

What a day.  Steve has just shown me some pictures that he took of me while I was talking to my son on the phone.  I sat and cried. I am scared.  What’s just happened?  Everything has been so surreal today.  Everything I had said and done had meant something, and it was captured on a photo.  It’s hard to explain what I mean.  Without mentioning personal details, the phone call was mad in itself.  Gary and me were saying that today had been like Groundhog Day.  Things that had happened today had happened before.  Events were so entwined, that things that had happened, had meant to happen.  During the conversation I had made several references to “Syrup of figs”, which was a standing joke in our family, that, according to my Nan, a spoonful of syrup of figs would cure anything!  I never complained to Nan that I had a headache, ever again.  After a serious conversation, I ended the phone call telling Gary that I was proud of what he had done today.  I said goodbye and put the phone down.  Unbeknown to me, Steve had been taking photographs of me.  I hate my photo being took!!! grrrrrrrrrrrr@steve.  He has just shown me the photos and I can’t believe what’s on them.  What is it?

I feel strange, scared, but consoled at the same time.  I have the feeling that whatever that white smoke/mist/thing is, it has something to do with my Nan.

Steve had took 48 photos, this anomoly took place on three of those photos.  One as it was coming in, one as it is seen above, and one of it leaving.