I've never posted about this before because honestly I thought I'd dreamed it, but a mate sent me a documentary last week about heightened activity around solstices and I had to share. This happened 27 years ago now, but I remember it clear as anything.
Summer solstice 1997. I was 19, camping with two mates near Glastonbury Tor. We'd gone for the whole spiritual vibe - bit of meditation, bit of cider, you know. Around 3am, the three of us wake up simultaneously (all at the same time, no alarms set) and there's this humming sound that seemed to come from everywhere. Not unpleasant, almost musical. We walked to the edge of the field and saw a triangular light formation hovering about 200 feet above the Tor, absolutely motionless. Watched it for maybe five minutes. Then it just... switched off. No sound, no movement, just gone.
When we compared notes the next morning, we all remembered slightly different things - I swear it was there for five minutes, my mate Dave said ten, and Linda couldn't remember the colour properly. Which I now know is a classic abduction symptom. I don't remember being inside anything, but there's about ninety minutes I can't properly account for.
Has anyone else had time discrepancies alongside summer solstice activity? I'm not saying aliens, I'm just asking questions.