Yesterday I gave evidence at the Old Bailey in a murder trial.
Which was a bit out of the ordinary.
What's the least run-of-the-mill/unusual experience anyone else has had?
Out Of The Ordinary...
Did a man do bad?
No, a lady. Allegedly. Google 'Tara Haigh'. Can't go into detail myself, obviously.
I remember arriving in Thailand and ended up being involved with the Vegetarian Festival where people marched down the street, self harming using knives... poles through cheeks and someone even had a bike bar going through his cheeks... with the bike attached! People were whacking axes into their foreheads and I've never felt so overwhelmed as I did then. The blood all over the floor stained for days. At night, they then let off fire crackers and the noise was incredible. I have no photos but only the memories which will stay with me forever.
Quote: EllieJP @ September 16 2008, 11:04 AM BSTI remember arriving in Thailand and ended up being involved with the Vegetarian Festival where people marched down the street, self harming using knives... poles through cheeks and someone even had a bike bar going through his cheeks... with the bike attached! People were whacking axes into their foreheads and I've never felt so overwhelmed as I did then. The blood all over the floor stained for days. At night, they then let off fire crackers and the noise was incredible. I have no photos but only the memories which will stay with me forever.
To me, that sounds like just another normal day in the life of Ellie. 
Blimey, I'd hate to go to the Carnivore Festival.
Quote: Tim Walker @ September 16 2008, 11:05 AM BSTTo me, that sounds like just another normal day in the life of Ellie.
Quote: Graham Bandage @ September 16 2008, 11:07 AM BSTBlimey, I'd hate to go to the Carnovore Festival.
Tell me about it. It was so peaceful though considering the violence.
My strangest day in recent years was in Dublin a couple of years back. I was out for a stroll in the city centre and noticed a guy stood on a podium surrounded by people, and going "My....name....is....John....and....I'm....from....Dublin" Then everyone cheered and another person got up and statetd their name and birthplace but putting these massive pauses between each word. I was totally perplexed until someone pointed out it was a public speaking exercise for the local stammerer's society.
Then an anti-fur demonstration arrived and started haranguing a fur coat shop, chucking fake blood about etc. Then a bloke tripped over my feet and said sorry - I looked up and it was Les Battersby out of Corrie!
That's when I retreated back to my hotel room. Too weird.
Well I went past a nightclub with a railing outside it at 11am on Sunday.
There were about 20 women dressed in Black behind the railing.
At exactly the half way point walking past, they all chanted.
"Jesus loves you"
Till I walked past them.
Perry, your stammerer story is strangely enheartening.
Tim, that's bloody nasty.
I went to a remote village in France, picturesque and probably untouched for 200 years. They had a fate for the whole village (60 people, mostly over 60 in age), where we all ate local food and drank local wine - it was like living in a period drama.
Then they cleared everything away to create a dancefloor and on came the French version of 'Aga-do' followed by hard-core techno music that the oldies went mental for. There was an 81 year-old that didn't leave the floor for the whole time. It was one of those double-take at the wine bottle moments to check if I was hallucinating.
Quote: ContainsNuts @ September 16 2008, 11:39 AM BSTI went to a remote village in France, picturesque and probably untouched for 200 years. They had a fate for the whole village (60 people, mostly over 60 in age), where we all ate local food and drank local wine - it was like living in a period drama.
Then they cleared everything away to create a dancefloor and on came the French version of 'Aga-do' followed by hard-core techno music that the oldies went mental for. There was an 81 year-old that didn't leave the floor for the whole time. It was one of those double-take at the wine bottle moments to check if I was hallucinating.
Woh! Cool.
Quote: ContainsNuts @ September 16 2008, 11:39 AM BSTI went to a remote village in France, picturesque and probably untouched for 200 years. They had a fate for the whole village (60 people, mostly over 60 in age), where we all ate local food and drank local wine - it was like living in a period drama.
Then they cleared everything away to create a dancefloor and on came the French version of 'Aga-do' followed by hard-core techno music that the oldies went mental for. There was an 81 year-old that didn't leave the floor for the whole time. It was one of those double-take at the wine bottle moments to check if I was hallucinating.
Hahaha! That sounds utterly mental.
(fete*)
About ten years ago, I found a bomb as I was doing some gardening work. The Bomb disposal squad arrived and examined it declaring it an elaborate hoax. It was a lunch box which had wires and batteries attached and some plasticine. I was mentioned the next day in a small line in a newspaper with the story being, 'workman finds hoax bomb.'
Haha, oh dear. Did you feel a right pillock, or sensibly cautious?