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I didn't steal the minibus! - Neil Gilbert
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ENCOUNTER WITH AN EXTRATERESTERIAL SPECIES - Neil Leslie Gilbert

On Sunday, 27 January 2019 & Monday, 28 January 2019 I wrote about a real and true:

ENCOUNTER WITH AN EXTRATERESTERIAL: SPECIES; ANGEL-(written in English) which happened in 1980's. I have translated this script in every language. Therefore, please ask for the script in your language (if required).

 

I have incorporated church attendance into my daily schedule. On Sunday’s, I attend St Philips Church, Norbury twice a day (Family Eucharist and in term time only, Choral Evensong). Having been in regular Sunday Service attendance since I was a junior boy, I recall the church sign (at the entrance of church) stating Everyone Welcome. 

However, I have had reason to doubt that everyone is welcome, or otherwise certain people who attend wanting to know why “other colour(s)” attend church. These people are not minors. As the response was not of a corrective straighten eye reply, I assume that the question is welcomed by senior clergy which I thought was confirmed today in a stage whisper. This is worrying as racism in church takes my memory back to a particular moment when I had an encounter with an Angel of Almighty God (back in 1980’s), where an Angel said to me “I thought of myself as like you” following an encounter (at St Stephens Church – St Stephens Terrace. Nine Elms SW8 1DH) where question put to the Angel on behalf of an unknown to me person (by Then Reverend Christopher Guinness “why did you choose/ select non-white colour”. 

I recall my uncle Geoffrey Gilbert and Hugh Gilbert arriving together at my mother’s (Joan Gilbert) home FLAT 24 LULWORTH HOUSE, DORSET ROAD, NINE ELMS, LONDON, SW8 1DR. (Around the same period days before, my mother had a few visitors of celebrity status, but for now, I will tell my story about how I encountered an Angel of Almighty God, and was taken to see Almighty God, who are known to us through dictionary definition as extra-terrestrials)

My uncles had a brief discussion, and then my uncle Hugh Gilbert left. My uncle Geoffrey Gilbert started to talk to me. Asking me who had taught me to sing and play music like the way I did……...

The school steel band orchestra was asked to play at a local national and international event involving His Royal Highness: Prince of Wales, Charles and Princess Diana, who was invited to open a newly built home for the elderly. The television press and papers were there, and His Royal Highnesses Princes William & Harry was also in the background. We (the school band) played under our music teacher Mr Decararus. 

We had t-shirts made and was asked to wear shoes and black trousers/ skirts. We set up and started playing. It was not a long wait, before HRH Charles and HRH Dianna arrived. There had not been a rehearsal of the day, so we improvised. Eventually, HRH Charles and HRH Dianna took to the plaque and gave a speech, then the home was officially opened. With applause HRH Charles indicated that we should restart playing music whilst they went into the home for refreshments. Towards the end of the event, we decided to partially stop, and whilst doing so, I started to play the bass accompaniment to a song re-recorded by Stevie Wonder “I just called to say I love you” (which I now recall producing on my last days before our move from “Little Rock” (which was the name of our families household which was staffed with servant(s)) just before I turned five years old and moved to Lambeth with my mother and two brothers Leo Gilbert and Junior Archer. 

As a professional, MR Decararus started playing the tenant pan accompanying my vocal and bass. It was magnificent, which also grabbed the attention of the cameras.

My uncle Geoffrey Gilbert said: "I would like you to do that again." I replied: "When?" My uncle said:"Now." I said I did not want to. My uncle said: "You will get paid for it." I then said: "How much?" My uncle responded that he did not have time to explain and instructed me to use the toilet and then I was washed and had my hair treated and permed. I was full of questions, wanting to know who I would be singing for, how much. He the looked at me for several seconds and then reached into his pocket and produced a tissue and a bottle and said: "I have not got time to argue and little time to explain." My uncle Geoffrey Gilbert covered my nose and mouth. I felt myself falling asleep. I came to downstairs of our home. He said:> "This bit you will need to do yourself. Meet your driver." I wearily asked where we were going and was told by my uncle:"Where I said earlier." Anyhow, the car was clean and prestigious. I nearly opened the door myself, but I was given a shove and told I do the labour around here (words to this effect) and the door was shut and reopened for me. The driver got in and asked me if I would like a fast ride? I said: "Yes." He turned and said, “I mean faster than human speed”. He winked and spoke into a radio. About 4 police motorcycles appeared and then two proceeded ahead and two followed behind. We were moving and I could not think to do anything but enjoy it. We arrived at the main road, and then picked up speed, with the two police bikes escorting/ clearing the road ahead. People had lined the street and I noticed police bikes and cars stopping traffic at junctions. And then I heard the loudest coorientated stampede I had ever seen anywhere in my life. Gold armoured Knight type looking warrior soldier type people marched and lined each corner of the street. There may have been a riot type of conflict, but the car was being driven escorted at High speed, so I did not notice. Thought the polished gold laser type weapon guarding soldier type people lined the streets on both sides causing a tunnel. It was the most empowering sight I had ever seen. The amour was sparkling sheen and with the street lights and car lights and flashing police lights, looked spectacular. We started to slow to barriers of thousands of people (after being on a fast drive for around twenty minutes).

As I got out with the door being opened for me, the polished sheening golden armoured soldier type people standing on the spot marched and gave me a solute. My Uncle Geoffrey Gilbert was there and told me to smile and wave. I was not sure about it but followed my direction. My eyes glazed with honoured happiness, I entered a room, which was like a live band recording set. I joined my other family Auntie Edwina Jack, Joseph Jack, Carmen Jack, Joann Jack, Robert Gilbert, Nancy Gilbert and other family and guests. Throughout the evening, I mostly played the drums and sung pre-printed songs and produced/ wrote several songs. I played a piano a few time and windward instruments and string electric guitar. For parts of the night, I was joined by some of my neighbours, and school peers. I experienced a night flight in a helicopter and used a jet pack. Singing and playing live music was fun, I enjoyed it eventually. I was shown a cheque for a huge sum of money with my name in the payee line. I decided to give my best effort and sung well. I got upset with my Father Hadford Williams and my Grandparent Mr Williams Senior, as I was abused by Mr Williams Senior who wanted to slap and beat me. I responded by lacing him with a chair to defend myself. He wanted to destroy the cheque which I think he did, I wanted to call the police and all sorts of things happened. Though I consider the evening as ruined, I made the best of the situation and was helped by other family and the audience (which was also televised/filmed).

When the evening came to an end, I was taken to my father’s home in Hackney, London. I feel that they expected me to not do so well. Anyhow, I was abused at his home as I had no fear. Perhaps he wanted to scare me. They kept apologising but I knew it was not sincere. I was asked is there anything in the world I would like to do? I said I want to see what it is like on the moon, and possibly other planets like Mars, and Pluto (as I had the planets of our solar system map on my bedroom wall). I thought it was not something they could arrange so smiled thinking that they cannot achieve my requisition. 

I was taken back to my mother's, and several hours later, my Grandparent turned up. He was heavy handed and arrogant, and said, come on. Without explaining to me where we were going, he said: "Were you asked?"

I have written the following text in accordance to my memory. My text is not a moment following moment account, but more of a summary of several hours off the earth.

I was driven to, which I think was an airport and was taken to a facility afterwards. We saw a simulator and a virtual reality simulator. We had to what I think was decompress by breathing in water. I said you are trying to trick me, as we cannot breathe in water. I was told that I must trust him ~ (MR Williams senior) and he submerged into the water signalling for me to do the same. I did. I was not sure what to think as I was wanting to immediately get out and breath in the air. I was grabbed and was held under. Then the water started to enter my nose and throat. I thought, (and not for the first time) that this is it, I am going to die. Then the water felt like it was thinking. It was a strange experience as I felt my entire anatomy fill with water and my yes and head fill, though strange enough, I was able to breath. Once I was led out, I was told that it is not really water. 

I was then escorted into a dressing/ locker room where I then knew I was going to the moon. … I saw space suits (like the suits I have seen in film/ television. I was dressed in the space suit and we walked along the platform to launch. I was told a few things and then waited. I was surprised as the crew was my father Hadford Williams and Mr Williams senior. He was given instructions on what to do. Anyhow we blasted off into the sky. It does not take that long to get into orbit, though I was sleepy and fell asleep. I was awoken in space. Being in orbit, I saw the earth and looked forward to seeing the moon. I was told that we could go to the other planet Pluto. So off we flew. I asked of the other planets such as Uranus and Venus etc but was told that there was no time, and besides (do not ask me anything after I say this [he said]) they are there. My mouth closed. When we orbited Pluto, I started staring. It looked like the surface was moving. I thought it looked like spiders, but I was told not to look anymore, and we turned around. Space was quiet but interesting. I looked out of the window away from my father and grandfather. Suddenly I heard one or both say words to the effect of "Oh my God." They peered into the shuttle and I thought the worst. Though they looked over at me and smiled. He pointed out and said: "Look at that!" I saw my first extra-terrestrial. The being was of a large shape long what we call arms and legs. I was not sure what to say and do, but suddenly the being opened an area which I think was a vagina. Then I saw a blue and coloured share shape come out of the being. The spare shape object was identical to a planet. MR Williams Senior (My grandparent) said a pray of thanks to Almighty God for allowing us to witness the birth of a planet. The spare shaped ball was bowelled across space and the being flew away.

We arrived at the moon, where I felt honoured and privileged. We departed from the shuttle. I looked around, touched the surface and thought that I could take some moon rock in my pocket as a souvenir, but Mr Williams senior said to put it back. It was several minutes into the landing when via the com/radio in our helmet/ space hat, my father (Radford Williams) wanted to test what I think was bothering him. He said he had to see. I saw him starting to take his helmet off. I got scared as I remember Mr Williams Senior (Grandfather) asking for him/ telling him not to. Though he did not listen. I joined him by saying Daddy, please don’t. He turned and smiled and removed his helmet. He indicated that I should look away. So, I turned around and then I recall him or my Grandfather removing my helmet. He then assaulted me as he pulled out a drill and drilled into my scalp about 3 times and hit me. He shoved something into my mouth/ face and replaced my helmet. I cannot recall anything more than me coming and fighting back. I was having to tackle them both. Crying and confused I decided to continue hitting and pushing them away. I started to win when suddenly I saw the fear in the eyes which is when they turned around and run into the shuttle. I was trying to recover in breath and was with a headache from the strain of crying, the drill wounds, panic, shock and emotional smash. I decided to not follow as I was exhausted. I started shouting in the com saying how much I hate them and how they are cowards and all words I could. I started to cry more and was also relieved as I survived, though knew I was going to die, as I had no food, no water, and no way home. I decided to lay down and sleep. Before I did so, I prayed to Almighty God.

I closed my eyes and cried thinking about what had taken place, trying to think of why, and what I could do if anything. Moments later, I recall hiccupping from crying when I was touched on my shoulder. I turned around and saw about two or three extraterritorial in the distance and the other who touched my shoulder. The being had what is known to humans as arms had six arms and hands (three on each side) and mammal type features. The being started talking. I could not understand was being said. I tried talking saying that I could not understand what you said. I almost started panicking as I knew that I had to try and understand what was being said or be understood. Exhausted and near exacerbated by my failure to communicate, I took a deep breath and repeated an interpretation of what is in the Lord’s prayer “Hello Be thy name” (not saying hello be thy name but saying “Hello, my Name is Neil Leslie Gilbert” The being responded by saying words to the effect of “Hello, I am An Angel, are you Human” The reason I could not understand at first was because the Angel was communicating approximately 3-6 times faster than the normal human English dialect pace. Being relieved and delighted that I manged to pick up what the being said (having desperately tried to listen and understand the Angel) I responded Yes but can you slowdown in speech. (I said that as fast as I could) The Angel responded by saying more slowly than the average human dialect “Is this slow enough for you” I smiled and said: “Yes”. The Angel communicated to the other beings. The other Angel approached me and said: “Human, Take your (pointing and touching my helmet) that off” I responded “I am not sure if I will survive if I do” The Angel looked at me as if to be with deep sorrow and concern, and said “human, you will be okay” I thought about who the Angel was in accordance to the scriptures, and immediately took my helmet off. I think the Angel touched my face and helped me up. I removed my gloves/ hand wear and an Angel held one pair of one’s arms and hands out asking me to “come”. I started to walk toward an Angel when another Angel said “Human, mind where you are walking” I stopped and said, “I am sorry if I have flattened by treading on micro beings” The angel said: “It is okay, and I recall approaching me to guide me over. The angel clutched my hands. One of the Angels asked me “who were those people”, the other said (almost instantaneously) “why did they do that”  another Angel said to the other two angels something, and then I was asked “Do you have a name human?” I replied:“Yes”, and then the other angel viewed me as if for me to continue. I said, “Neil Leslie Gilbert”. I was asked by an Angel: “Are you from earth?” I replied: “Yes.” I was asked by another Angel: “Are you sure?” I responded: “Yes.” I nearly wanted to explain why and how I knew, but was touched and checked for injury, and it said: "I will take you to earth.” The Angels asked me to turn around and then I responded by turning around. I was then held and wrapped from behind. An Angel asked:“What do you humans call these?" (pointing and holding my arm & hands) I replied: “Arm(s) and hand(s).” We ascended from the moon’s surface in flight. The Angel told me to hold my arms. I nearly asked which one but chose the bottom one. The Angel adjusted my grip to remove my hand from the lower arm to hold the middle arm. The Angel then said:“Not that one”.

After a few minutes, I saw the shuttle frozenmotionless in space. I guess the Angels froze their time as we past them. I saw a few other Angels in flight to my left. The Angel said:“Do you like speed?” I replied: “Yes.” We then increased in speed. The Angel said, “We will now appear as a meteorite to the people on earth.” We flew faster and increased in speed whilst we entered the earth’s orbit.

As we neared the surface of the earth in a land unknown, the angel said:“Don’t see me land.” and then we slowed to a halt and at the last moment I was detached from the Angel’s arm and fell onto my arm. The Angel then communicated with birds and other nature. After talking to one of the birds, the Angel entered his pouch and fed the bird, who flew off. The Angel then what I describe as martial art ke-up. The Angel sounded a ruling type “roar” which echoed the surrounding area. The Angel then told me to “look away”. After a few moments, the Angel said “human” To ensure the Angel had his privacy I took a few seconds and turned around slowly and smiled. The Angel then asked me to “come, touch (hands)”, reaching out. We then approached a rock face and the Angel said to wait there. The Rock/ bolder moved in a direction (like a door) and the Angel went inside. I heard tapping and noises echoing the cave.

I cannot recall the exact order, but the following text is roughly correct.  

The Angel called “human” as I was then asked to join the angel inside the opening. I thought it a place that I should not be, but again trust and trusted the Angel and went inside. I wanted to say that I had not seen such technology, or otherwise recognised nature as objectively apparent

 ……….. (I was later taught in High school that we are surrounded by living things and that roughly everything we see, hear, breath and can feel started as an atom and then was formed into molecules to be an object presently. Though we will look at types of atoms and molecules identified by periodic number (listed in a periodic table), we will start by studying cells, which is known as biology. As biologists, you (us students) will learn everything there is to know…………Teachers: Mr Skailes, Mr Halls, and I think another teacher who I cannot remember of Woolverstone Hall School for boys, under Headteacher Mr Richard Woollett) …………………………

The opening closed behind me. I saw what I can describe as markings (writing and pictures carved inside the cave wall. I then understood that the Angel had possibly carved something into the cave wall. The Angel then said:“I need to fix you” I was led into a room which looked civil and clean with surgical furniture. The Angel said “lay hear and sleep” repeating oneself saying “sleep, sleep” I felt safe and secure and trusted the Angel. I started to cry, and the Angel comforted me by holding my hands. I fell asleep. When I came to, I turned to the voice of an Angel talking to two or three or so other younger Angels. I think they was students. I saw X-Rays and pictures of my bruised and battered head. The Angel turned a smiled and then I started crying again. I was told to lay still when a large drill type needle approached my head. It was quite big and rotary. I recall passing out/ being put to sleep. When I came around, I was in shock to see that my anatomy was exploded with my body parts out and lined neatly beside each other. I saw by inner anatomy, bone and pars like arms and other body parts out. I noticed that I was looking through my eyes which were not in my head. I trusted the Angel and noticed that the younger Angels were in a lecture type position. I passed out and when I came to, I recall crying again. The Angel who was operating said “human, stop crying” After a few seconds, I gathered my composure and stopped. My cry was one of relief, as I had experienced loving kindness which was taught in Church that God and Jesus love you. I was proud to be a Christian as I summarised what had happened and remembered my first sight of the Angel and the account up to my then current. I was awake when the rest of my anatomy was put back together. The Angel then held up a mirror so that I can see myself. The Angel pointed to the pictures and the put the mirror down.

We left what I know as a theatre and crossed onto another area. I saw the Angel turn and ask me to take out what was in the rock/ bolder. In the rock/ bolder was an object which I identified as a sword I thought that It was a show of machoism and thought that I would not be able to move the sword. I approached it and tugged on the sword, but it was not moving. I cannot recall clearly weather the Angel touched me or asked me to say my name and think of what happened on the moon. The Angel then said “remove/ take the sword out of the stone/ bolder” I nearly responded to say that I cannot do it but decided that I will trust in The Angel (which I already decided to do) and without delay pulled at the sword and it slid out easily. The sword was heavy and light, long and shiny. The Angel may have said “you were telling the truth” (or words to that effect). I cannot remember the next part we’ll, but I recall the Angel saying “kneel” I did so and at this point decided to do what I thought would return grace to the graceful Angel by clutching my hands together (as if to pray) and bowing my head. The Angel swiftly moved the sword which made the brisk sound. Then he patted my left shoulder with the sword twice or three or so times and repeated the patting with my right shoulder. He then pulled the sword back as if to behead me and at the blink of my eye at the point I thought the sword would connect to my neck, I

heard the sword glide back into the rock/ bolder. I was shown that the Angel can move brisk and swiftly. The Angel reached out his mid hands and I rose. The Angel said words to the effect “Human, you told me the truth” I recall the Angel's expression change. I felt the grace of the Angel and replied: "Yes”. 

We then walked along the face of the rocks through another area and then out into a beach type area. The Angel entered another cave/opening rock/ bolder and the re-emerged with a stick and net and bowls with salad type leaves covering the bowels. I was told to “sit here”. The Angel got his stick and treaded in the shallow part of a reef. I then saw the fish jump onto the stick. The Angel then produced some things from his pouch and the rest from the cave prepared a meal. The fish was served in a bowl on the leaf. I cannot remember if there was a side. The angel also asked: if I would like a drink, and gave me water, or milk, or juices from fruit…. I asked, “do I eat the leaf” The Angel replied: “you can eat the leaf” I did not hesitate and ate the entire contents of the bowl. The Angel then took the bowl from me. I think a bird messaged the Angel. The Angel then said we must go. I cannot recall if we flew, but I recall walking next to a building on a runway. As we turned the corner, I saw my Father and Grandfather (Hadford Williams and Mr Williams Senior). The look on their faces was of misbelief (As in my timeline, I understood that they had left me on the Earth’s moon). They did not move for several seconds, started trembling Then one of them run into the building or behind the gate/ fence, shouting they will never believe you. The other snared at the Angel and shouted fetch. Through something across the way. I suppose that my Father thought the Angel to be like an obedient canine species as a part of the Angels leg had a joint which could be thought to resemble a canine. I snared at my father and thought of him as evil. The Angel dummied him by almost going to fetch the item thrown and then spat in his face and boxed him like a spring-loaded punch bag with each of his six hands. My father I think lost control of his bowels and run behind the gate. The Angel then said, “ready for battle” and assumed a posture and kept still (waiting for my father to attack).

He ran inside, and then the Angel “tut” and dusted oneself and then we left. The Angel picked me up again and we flew to London, United Kingdom. I recall that we landed in the estate. Following me pointing to the flat door, The Angel asked, “how do you get up there (to the balcony” I pointed to the stairwell and said, “that way”. I proceeded to run up the stairs, and then arrived at my mother’s door (24 LULWORTH HOUSE. NINE ELMS. LONDON. SW8 1DR). The Angel was not visible. I looked down stairs and could not see the Angel. I turned to the stairs and then The Angel landed on the balcony. I cannot remember if other residents of the estate were home or outside to witness. I had not got my key and my mother was not home, so I put my hand through the letter box to open the latch. The Angel said “human, go inside and close the door” I responded, “I prefer to not close the door on you”. The Angel said “human, close the door” I looked at the Angel and trusted in the Angel and closed the door. The Angel then opened the door and closed the door behind oneself. I was curious about many things (including the sex of the Angel as the exterior of the Angel was of a plain slim physique. I viewed the crotch area several times and I was aware that we were trying to avoid eye contact a little bit. The Angel then said, “I need to use the toilet” I said, “it through there” the Angel replied (words to the effect) “are you sure it is okay?” I said “yes” Before I could explain that the chain is to be flushed afterwards and the toilet paper is there etc, the Angel closed the door and operated the lock. Several seconds later, the toilet flushed, and the Angel came out. I asked, “would you like to wash your hands?” the Angel looked at me pleasantly and said “yes” I then showed the angel into the bathroom, the Angel again asking, “are you sure it is okay?” I responded (words to the effect) “absolutely fine” When the angel came out of the bathroom, the angel asked, “do you have water here?” I responded “yes, or I can make you a drink” The Angel said “how” I then started thinking about was I was saying carefully. I then rephrased by saying “sorry about saying make, I should have said prepare you a drink.” I then said, “I can prepare you some orange squash, or Ribena, or lemon squash, or a hot drink like tea or coffee or perhaps you would like to try them all?” I also said, “if I had lemons, I would have liked to have made lemonade.” The Angel pointed at the orange. “I explained that it can be prepared with a strong/ sweet taste or a sour weaker taste/ flavour” the Angel said “How do you drink it” I thought that the Angel meant how to consume it” I then poured one for myself and the Angel. The Angel seemed to like it and prompted for another and another. I was so pleased that I was able to provide the Angel with something he liked so I asked “would you like something to eat” I handed the Angel a penguin. I took one out myself and ate it. The Angel took a bite and almost spit it out. The Angel did NOT like the penguin. The Angel said “I notice that you look in that area” I was embarrassed and thought that I

might be in trouble. I already decided to be honest, so I said, “I was wondering what sex you are?” The Angel asked, “what is sex” I explained “sex has more than one defining meaning, but I meant are you male or female” The Angel asked, “what is the difference between Male(s) and Female(s)?” I said “I hope that you do not take this the wrong way, but a male has a PENIS and a female does not” I recall the Angel asking “what sex are you” looking away, and slightly down at my crotch and away. (showing the Angel my Penis)” I said “I am male, and this is what males have” I wanted to explain that there are many ways some humans can describe a PENIS (such as will, cock, duck etc), but decided to use only dictionary referenced words (in English). The Angel said in the following pronunciation (pee-ni-e)” The Angel then removed the coverall garment which I thought was the Angels flesh and revealed oneself. The Angel said, “I am both male and Female” The Angel asked me “would you like to touch me” And revealed his penis. I responded.

I asked “would you like to touch me” The angel then looked me in my eye (I was a little nervous but increasingly trusted the Angel) and the Angel approached me and revealed that he has a long tongue and like a lion grooming a cub, cleared something from my throat (with his tongue) and got me breathing well.  (I do not recall if this was the same day as the Angel came to my mother’s flat on more than one occasion), but I looked in the fridge. I started seeing what I can prepare, but most of the food in the fridge freezer was uncooked. The Angel caught his eye on the snapper fish. The Angel made a delightful sound as if he was saying yum. The Angel said, “I can eat those”. I said, “I do not know how to prepare & cook those” The Angel said, “I can eat them cooked or uncooked” The Angel started liking his tongue and asked, “what are your names” The fish started flapping and moving their eyes and spoke onto the Angel. The Angel then lapped the fish with he’s longue tongue (about 600mm-1500mm out of he’s mouths) swallowing the fish in one gulp. I was delighted. The Angel asked, “is it okay” I replied “yes” and viewed the Angel as he ate the fish.

After the meal, I showed the Angel the flat. Showing the angel my room, the sitting room, my mother’s room and my brothers’ room. The Angel asked, “what the gadgets are (television, radio other) asking “can I have this (radio)”. I said “yes” The Angel saw the television and asked “what is this” I explained and demonstrated by turning it on. the Angel looked behind the television and then sat down. The stations were scattered but I recall turning on Star Trek (Original series). They amended their show (Spoke (Played by Mr Leonard Nimoy) saying “captain, we are about to depict science fiction to its fullest (or words to that effect), I have to report that if we were on earth, we are being viewed/ witnessed by a real extraterritorial being”. Captain Kirk (played by William Shatner, said to the one who is with the extra-terrestrial (me) “report”). I said, “I do not usually talk to the television”, (but confirmed to the actors/ actresses (Captain Kirk & Science officer Spock)) that it is correct, and that one identified oneself as an Angel, and I gave my name-Neil Leslie Gilbert.”.

After several minutes The Angel said that he was tired and wanted to lay down. I offered the Angel my bunk bed. The Angel accepted, and I showed him in. It did not seem long, but the Angel got up whilst I was viewing the television. I turned and saw him watching me. The Angel then said, “I have to contact, call, phone-home”. The Angel repeated himself saying “phone home” and I asked, “is there anything I can do” He then produced something from his pouch and then the sky turned dark outside and then flickers of something shone through the windows which appeared to be widely happening in the area. The Angel then started communicating and after a short while, the sun shunned again, and all was quiet. The Angel then said, “are you going to eat me” I said “no” I joined the Angel in my bedroom, and he noticed my map of the solar system. The Angel asked, “is there anything I would like to know?”. I asked, “where do you live (looking and pointing to the map” The Angel was not happy that the map was not accurate, and I nearly saw the Angel move/ rearrange the map (The ink nearly moved). The Angel then looked at me and produced a gadget from his pocket. I cannot recall if the Angel put it on the floor or if it hovered, but it was like a hologram map. The Angel then looked at the map and then pointed to a space positioned off the map saying “here” I immediately understood that the Angels home was not featured on the map, so the Angel improvised by showing the approximate direction and positioning of “home”.

The Angel started looking around the room. The Angel asked, “how do you get all of these things” I said, “my mother gets them with money” The Angel looked at me and said “show me money” I did not have more than a half penny left but was pleased and able to show the Angel the coin. I said this is not worth much. It is the smallest valued coin” I wanted to explain that there are other coins and notes with higher value. The Angel asked “can I keep this” I was upset as I thought only that I wanted to give the Angel a higher valued coin or note to view. I immediately said “yes” but explained that I wanted to give a higher value coin/ note).

The Angel viewed the coin and said, we have these. The Angel removed a coin from his pouch and put it on the ground or chest. The Angel said “look at it” I reached forward to pick it up, but the Angel leaped forward and swooped it before I can touch it. I smiled and thought nothing of it. The Angel then looked in the direction of the door. I also looked and asked” are you okay?” The Angel did not reply and started playing with something produced from his pouch. It was like he was rolling dice, but it looked like bonds or bark. I decided to get the board games out and the cards. I taught the Angel how to play connect four, snakes and ladders and snap. We played for several minutes.  

I cannot recall the order of events here;

The Angel looked at the door again. I looked and asked, “are you okay” The key turned in the door, and my mother returned home. In shock she asked where I have been, then said never mind, as she went into the kitchen wanted to ask what I had done with the fish. I then said “Mum, this is an Angel” In shock, my mother run across the hall into her room. I tried to explain. The Angel looked across to the door again, and then said, “I have to go.” (pointing to the door) The door knocker sounded at the door (tap tap tap tap…) a man speaking through the door saying that they need to access and talk to the Alien. I said “this is an Angel” the door was opened, and the man was in shock. He said, “you need to come with me” the Angel asked “why”.

 

to be continued ....


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The last boys who were at the school were those doing their GCSEs in the summer of 1990. It was a very interesting year with the last 40 or so 5th Formers (year 11s) living in Hansons and a very small staff just to fulfil their education.


The Day I Didn’t Steal the Minibus ... -  Neil Leslie Gilbert (Corners 86 to 89)

One day, a teacher asked me to put the keys for the bus into the school office postbox. I was going to do it immediately, but the teacher said: "You may as well do it when you head over to the dorm." So I first went to the TV room in another house. I was asked what I was doing with the minibus keys by a roommate, hitherto referred to as X. I explained. X wanted to see the keys up close but I refused. Anyhow I said: "In fact I am going to put them in
the office now."
He replied: "I'll come with you as I want to talk to you about something."

He followed me, and on the journey to the office he asked if I was really going to put the keys in the letterbox. I said: "Yes, but what do you mean exactly?" He said we should take the minibus for a spin (joy ride). I refused, but he continued to suggest it. I ran away from him and he ran after me. I put the keys in office postbox as the teacher had requested. X then came in saying: "What did you do that for?" I responded: "Because I was told to!" He was annoyed, but determined. He asked another boarder who was in the library to get him a coathanger. I shook my head and left ........

Later that evening, I returned to my dormitory; X was there. He smiled and said: "Look!" (pointing to my drawer). I was shocked to see the minibus keys there. I thought: “Silly boy”, but decided to grab them and put them back in the office. The teacher saw me with them and asked: “Why haven’t you done it yet?”I explained that I had, but before I could say another word he said: ”RUBBISH, GET THEM INTO THE BOX NOW.” I replied: “Yes Sir,” and put them into the box AGAIN!

The teacher was then busy talking to someone, but I thought I should explain what had happened. After a few moments, he turned and asked me if I had put the keys in the office letterbox at last? I said: "Yes Sir. Can I tell you that I did before but....." He wouldn't let me finish but shouted that I was being silly.

I returned to the dormitory, and a few minutes later, it was lights out. X then said he had a present for me, and threw the minibus keys onto my bed with me lying in it!

There was nothing more I could do at that moment, so I went to sleep. Later that night X woke me and a couple of others up saying: "Let's go." I must say I did not want to - and thought: "This is the end of my life at this school. They'll send me to prison or a detention center." But then I had an idea.

I thought I would whistle-blow to the police by dialling 999 on the student phone box, telling the others that I was calling my brother. As we proceeded towards the door of the building, the housemaster suddenly appeared. He stopped me and whispered: “Neil I know what happened. Just be careful. He is a maniac and I also heard you tell him ‘No’. I trust you, but just be careful and keep the speed down.”

I caught the other boys up, and said I was going to call my brother. My plan worked. I spoke to the police and explained everything asking if they could turn up to prevent us from going out.

After my brief call, X came through the passage telling me to hurry up, then asked who I was phoning. After I had lied about my brother, we proceeded to the bus and took it out. I hadn't wanted to, and had put the keys back twice! But I had done all I could.

In the end, I was grounded, but fortunately not expelled ....