August 8, 2025 • 39 mins
UK residents share their experiences with the greenman
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Speaker 1 (00:00):
H h. Hello everybody, you're welcome back, and my name
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is Zebrah Haswell and you're listening to BBR Investigations Today.
We are looking at the connection and the mystery of
the wood wooses, of old legends of the green men,
modern fairy fort encounters of cryptis and paranormal kind. You
know they're coming from people in the UK. I'll be
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sharing some modern day sightings of wood walls and green men. Now,
if you mentioned the green Man or brown Jack or
jack in the world to modern bricks, many of them,
I'll have no idea what you're referring to. It would
seem it's a tradition that has fizzled out over the years.
And for those that do often believe the green Man
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is just an ancient thing, something in history or time
you know, gone by, and they'd be correcting that. Images
walled and stone carvings of the green Man they found
across Great Britain, Europe and parts of Asia and North Africa.
A beautiful carved face, possibly dating back to the third
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millennium BCE, could until recently be seen in the remains
of the ruined Mesopotamian desert city of at Hatrap In
modern Iraq and sadly now that's being destroyed. But would
it surprise you to know that people still report encounters
with the Green Man in the UK, but they see
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a face in the trees as I did, and have
no name to give it. Encounters with faces in the
trees are often classed as ghosts, like aliens, witches are druidic,
as we only have our knowledge base to go on
when trying to describe what we've experienced. It took me
a long time to be able to explain the thing
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that I saw, and I'm still none the wiser aborty
three years later. I know I've looked down every in
any line of thought to try and work out what
he was. Over the years, I've had strange messages and
feelings of knowing, and glimpses of strange figures in the woods.
I've struggled to separate what I saw from the green
Man our fairy folk, and I wonder if he's one
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of the ancient elementals appearing to me in a way
that I would accept Now for me it was an
ape man, and for others, who's the green Man? And
in some cases he appears I believe exactly how you
need to see him. Bear with me, and I'll explain
as we go on. There's a written piece by the
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Heart of Darkness, and it's always meant something to me,
and I'd like to share it with you, as it
speaks of seeing human features, at first hidden within the
leaves of a tree, that then reveal a face. I
saw a face amongst the leaves on the level with
my own, looking at me, very face and STEADI and
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then suddenly, as though a veil had been removed from
my eyes, I made out deep in the tangled blue nakedness, arms,
legs and glaring eyes. The bush was swarming with human
limbs in movement, glistening of a bronze color. The twist
shook and swayed and rustled, and the arrows flew out
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with them, and then the shut I came to and closed.
I was ridiculed for my experience, and I still am.
You know, I saw a horrible face in the leaves
in nineteen eighty two, and I kind of carried that
staying for decades. But can you imagine if I'd made
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that public in the Middle Ages and the uproars it
would have caused and for anyone who doesn't know. In
nineteen eighty two, I skipped school with my friend went
into a local park, as kids did back then in
the eighties, a place I played in every day. I
was doing a very normal thing. We were, you know,
kind of ducked in a den in the bushes, and
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I saw a movement within the leaves. And when I
looked at that movement, a face came out of the leaves.
Is no other way to describe it. Really. It leant
forward and it looked at me. It looked like an
ape man, a man and an ape combined, and neandert all.
But what I saw was far hairier than that, A
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cave man, a stick of the dump. I've had a
million names for it given to me over the years.
For me, he's always been the manic, because that's exactly
what he looked like. And I had trouble trying to
explain that in twenty twenty five. So what must it
have been like back in the Middle Ages when people
reported seeing these things have a very complicated relationship with nature. Now,
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after that sighting as a kid, I had a keen
interest in every free leaf and twig and what I
could use it for, what resource it could be, you know,
if I could eat it, if you're with it. And
I lost that at fifteen when I saw that thing.
I made dens as a kid, slipped out in the
woods with her parents, did all of the things growing up,
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you know, the kids do, and that stopped at fifteen.
It took me twenty five years to get that back,
or to even start to claw that back, you know,
after a sighting of a face in the leaves. But
could you imagine if I'd had had to come forward
In the Middle Ages, you know, people call me our
hedge witch, and that's what they were called back then,
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and that's how I came across the story of Betty Dunlop.
Bessie Dunlop was known as the Witch of Dorry and
she was burned at stake after being strangled in fifteen
seventy six. Although she was seen as a white witch,
they still killed. The story is interesting because it outlines
some of the folk beliefs that were you know, ramping
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at the time. And although we're confession was probably extracted
through torture, it does contain none of the usual satanic
panic because not mentioned the devil, even spirits and demons
or anything like that, and it's similar in some ways
to experiences by modern witnesses to the unknown. The sixteen,
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seventeenth and eighteenth centuries were a dangerous time to be
alive if you were a village wild woman. Should we say,
you know, lady who didn't want to marry, Especially in Scotland,
where they're saying thou shalt not suffer a witch to
live was taken as seriously as it was in the
rest of Europe, and nose accused of witchcraft could expect
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torture an eventual burning at the stake. Bessie lived with
husband Andrew and their children at Lynn Glenn Dowry, and
they were tenants of lard Buide. Like many other people
of the time period, Bessie used herbs to create natural
remedies polstices, ointments, lynches, and that was to cure both
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people and annuals of illness and aid in childbirth. She
was also highly observant and help people to locate lost
and stolen items. Unfortunately, Bessie began saying that she received
some guidance on how to recover lost items and how
to treat illness from the spirit of Thomas Reed, a
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man who does at the Battle of Pinky on the
tenth September fifteen forty seven, some twenty nine years earlier,
after she'd had a dream about the man in Green
that led her to what the Woods. She was upset
over her husband and a child's illness. When her claims
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came to the attention of building authority, Bessie was accused
of using sorcery and witchcraft to help people find lost
or stolen items and for curing diseases, which she had
no formal training. I don't think many people did back
in those centuries, did there. I mean, when it started out,
doctors were seen as one of the lowest positions you
could have, and it was often the local idiot who
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would remove a limb when needed to be or you know,
operate on certain people. And things are very different now,
but they were very, very, very dark back in those days. Now.
Bessie claimed that she she first met Thomas while she
was driving a cows to pasture near the yard at
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Munk Castle, at which time she was grieving for her
husband and infant child, who were both extremely ill and
close to death, and she was also worried about one
of her corows, which was sick. Bessie described Thomas Reed
as being an elderly man with a gray beard, dressed
in gray clothing of an old fashion, with a black hat.
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She claimed that Thomas Reed told her that both her
child and the sick car would die, along with two
of the sheep, but that her husband would recover, after
which he dived into a hole in the dyke, surrounded
by shrubbery and was gone. When questioned how did she
know for certain that that spirit was indeed Thomas Red,
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she replied that his spirit had bid her to go
to Thomas Reed's son, who worked as an officer to
the Laird of Blair, and to certain other kinsmen and
friends who he named. She also claimed that the spirit
of Thomas promised her goods, horses, carol's cattle, that kind
of thing if she turned on her Christian faith, and
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that he was very angry with her when she refused
to do that. She also said that he told her
to keep silent when he introduced her to eight women
wearing tartan and four men in gentlemen's clothing, whom he
claimed were good witches from the fairy coret of health
pain and that translates loosely to fairy Land. Really and
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Nay invited her to join them, but she kept silent.
They left under interrogration. Bessie declared that when the country
folk approached her for help in finding a lost or
stolen item, she always saw the advice of Thomas, whom
she claimed told her where the lost item was. She
would sit in the woods and have a conversation with
him in her head. She also claimed that Thomas taught
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her how to pick and mix the correct herbs to
create natural re me this secure illness, and that she
had used these remedies to treat John Jacket's child, her
husband's cows, as well as Lady Johnston. Now. Bessie also
claimed that Thomas Reed had instructed her to intervene in
the forthcoming marriage of the eldest daughter of William Blair,
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saying that if the girl married, she would either end
up unlived by her own hand or mad and locked
up in the attic. And finally, Bessie claimed that when
she delivered her last child, the midwife was none other
than the fairy Queen, whom and herself who then sent
Thomas Reid to be her spirit guide. It was even
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said that he gave her a piece of green string
to hold during the birth, and that she lost it,
and that was the reason that Bert didn't go well.
Poor old Bessie did no more than walk in the
woods and talk to the faith. You know, she cured
the sick. She made potions and lotions to heal and help.
Before the invasion of the Romans, this was seen vital
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to be honest, as most of nature's ailments can be
cured with whatever lies in those woods and headerows. You know,
no more do we talk about it's just the wood
cutter or her as gods. They become just myth and legends. Sadly,
you know, not much has changed forred witches. Look where
they're no longer burners at the stake. But even in
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twenty twenty five, it seems something weird, you know, to
be shunned, and only certain types of people will partake
in it. It has a connotation to it, let's put
it that way. Now. My fascination with a green man
one more precisely, facing the leaves happened when I had
my own experience in eighty two. Obviously, that experience changed
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everything for me. I spent the intervening years trying to
find other people who had similar stories to tell, and
I was delighted when a woman named Joe reached out
to me from Yorkshire and explained that she's had an
experience which is incredibly similar to my own. Joe's experience
happened ten years before mine, but we were both the
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same age. We're both skipping school, we're both playing out
with a friend in a place we shouldn't be, and
we both had an encounter with a face in the leaves.
Joe said, Hi, Deb, I'm absolutely amazed that I found
somebody else. This is what happened to me. It was
one summer's afternoon when I was playing out as a
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kid in bar Training, Doncaster. I saw something so strange
that the experience remains with me to this day. I
saw a face in the foliage, and I and a
school friend saw him. And it happened around the time
that I was fifteen. I'd say it was probably nineteen
seventy two. Were a friend and I were playing Truman
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from school and we knew we wouldn't be caught if
we went to a certain area not really ideal for kids,
but he was out of the way and no adults
would see us there. We were just messing about in
an old abandoned sewage works known locally as Dead Dog's Island.
And as we were playing, we saw a movement and
we noticed a face watching us from within the brambles.
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He was lying flat in his bella, keeping himself hidden,
and he was well hidden in the bushes and the grass.
I couldn't see a body, and I have no idea
of the size or height of this thing. But what
we could see clearly was his face. Whether this thing
was it was hair, and it looked like the green
Man pictures and artworks that you see in the UK.
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It was a face hidden in the leaves, just two
eyes watching us. It seemed to me at the time
it was as if the foliage on his face saw
he'd used foliage on his face to kind of mask himself.
He was hiding in plain sight. His skin was dark,
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he had small, dark eyes, and he just kept looking
at us, observing what we were doing. My friend was
really scared and frightened by him. I was just more interested.
I wanted to know more. It looked like the foliage
was being used to disguise his face somehow, or it
was a mask. Made out of grass and leaves. I
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don't know. He just didn't try and move her approach us,
and we ran off. He didn't even try and follow
us either, He just stayed in position. As far as
I know, he just stayed in those brambles. I can
still remember the incident as clear as dead, all these
years later. I wasn't scared, and I really wanted to
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know more. But my friend running off left me there
alone with him, you know, so I quickly followed her
out with her. Weirdly though, in the same area. Within
a year of that encounter, myself and my brother were
walking home and we realized, as we've been followed by
something that we couldn't see, we could hear it moving,
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hear it as it went along. It was shadowing our
steps in the trees and bushes off to the left
of us. It was a dark night, and we caught
a glimpse of something that had orange sh eyes or
whatever this thing was, it browned us from the bushes
in almost exactly the same area. Can you imagine how
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frightening that must have been for her. I mean, even
the time she's with her brother. You know, when you're
walking along and you know something's following you and there's
nothing you can do about it. I wonder how long
you'd been there? Was he there when she got there?
I have to think about that myself. Was he there
when we arrived and we disturbed him? Or was it
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him who came along and disturbed us? Was it something
that could appear because he was in an area of nature.
I just don't know. I wish I had done answers,
but that wasn't the only report. They keep coming in.
So now we're going to go to Cornwall to say Morgan.
In fact, to a report titled I saw faces watching
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from the trees. The witness said Deborah, I got in
touch with you because you take big foot reports. I've
had something happened to me a few years ago that
might have been a big foot report. I'm not sure.
I used to have been Devon and Cornwall, in a
little village called Saint Morgan. I think that's how it spelled.
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I'm sorry, I'm not great at writing. I'm dyslexic, but
I wanted to say I've seen one of those things
you talk about. I think there were two of them
hiding in the wood, but I only clearly saw one
of them. It happened while I was making pages in
the wood for my boss's pheasant hunt, which was being
held near Saint mag I used to hear wood knots
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in the trees when I was working down there. I
wasn't really sure what it was at first. Now I
know it was one or two of those things, unless
there's more of them. When he asked me a boss
after that day, he said, oh, yeah, I know what
you mean. We just call them woodwoes. It was about
twenty odd years ago when this happened. I was in
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my early twenties, maybe twenty two twenty to do you
think It was only a small village not far from
New Cay, A lot of cliff roads and high wall ends,
you know when you get out of the town, very rural,
as in this field working. And the only way I
can describe the place is that he was wooded all around,
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with steep hills, but with the field at the bottom.
My old Bosh used to keep pheasants and other birds
up there. People paid him to shoot on his land.
Here and I were up at the side of the
hill on the far edge. I remember climbing through vegetation
and trees. He also owns land near Dartmoor two. Anyway,
I was talking to him about the pheasants and the birds,
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and afterwards me and another guy and he's daughter were
left there to finish off the work. We left alone.
I remember getting finished and hearing a wood knock about
thirty yards away. I looked around, I couldn't see anything.
I looked at them, and they looked at each other,
said nothing. We just carried on backing up. They're knocking
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started again, louder and closer, and it made me jump
once again. The other couple didn't say anything. We just
carried on working. It was only as if I was
hearing it. I was kind of thinking perhaps it was
a woodbecker, but it was far too loud for that.
Then the couple left and I stayed behind because they
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only had a little van. I had to wait to
get it up later. This was the reason I was
there on my own. I couldn't make out where this
knocking town was coming from, but I could still hear it.
I could still see the edge of the forest where
we'd been before when i'd heard it earlier on. I
waited on the edge of the forest and I could
hear rustling in the bushes. I looked, but I couldn't
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see anything, and I guess my eyes adjusted and I
began to focus because I began to see a face
watching me. His face was looking back at me, and
there were clicks and whistles everywhere. I don't know why
he was watching me, and I still wasn't sure what
it was. I walked forward to try and have a
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better view, and then this thing stood up. I don't
know why, but I just felt that it wasn't fully
grown what I was looking at. It was a male.
He's about six ft five inches tall. It was kind
of a copper color, and it looked like at me
it was gone in a shop, and I heard my
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old boss's land over returning to collect me. I got him.
I said nothing, and he was like, so we you
And I was like, has anyone ever said anything about
like creature being here? And he was like, oh, yeah,
we just call him wood. Worse replied, just leave them bit.
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I've never told anyone about this, and I don't know
what I'm telling you. I felt that he had been
watching us all that time you were out there. I
wish I could explain it more fuller. I'm just sitting
here remembering things about the day and jotting him down.
I have heard people say you get a smell sometimes
when you see them. I didn't any smell anyway, I've
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told you now, and I'm glad I did because I
know what I saw. I've worked other cases before where
people have been either setting traps or you know, working
at sites where shoots happen. And maybe possibly one of
the reasons is he's of food. There are lots of pheasants,
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lots of chicks around at the time, you know, Or
maybe it's a curiosity of some kind where they watch
you as you watched them. I really don't know. The
next case I'm sharing with you comes from the Mysterious
Britain blog. In September of nineteen eighty six, an experience
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took place on four Ashes Lane that led to speculation
at a large green man haunted Cryer's Hill. The following article,
entitled Phantoms of the Forest, was published in The South
Book Star on a twenty six seven, nineteen eighty six,
and it concerned Mark Nurse's experience, which took place six
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days earlier. Mark and his friends saw a ghostly figure
dressed in green and it startled two motorists as they
drove past a crematorium just before midnight. The apparition suddenly
loomed up at the side of the rope, sending shivers
down the spine of Mark Nursey and his girlfriend Alison,
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who were in the car behind him. Mark of hepperweight
cloth high Wick and said the most uncanny thing was
the weight stood. He seems to be wearing what I
can only describe as a big bully green jumper. I
couldn't make out the head of hands. He seemed to
be souping. There was about five eleven tall, was well built.
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The weird figure describing the blog that a ghost was
also seen outside huinged and Crematorium. Now there was a
follow up article on the seventeenth of October eighty six
detailing another experience. Another witness of the Phantom of the
Forest has recalled his terrifying ordeal. The seven foot tall
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green ghost was seen by warehouse man Phil Mullet the
yards from where twenty one year old Mark and he
saw the figure at four Ashes Road, cry a Hill.
When he read the account in the paper, he realized
that Mark had seen the same figure that he'd seen
all said, It gave me quite a shock to read it.
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Your count was so close to my own. It was
about nine dirty. I drove into four Ashes road, and
turning my car lights on full, I saw this green
person appear from the right hand side of the road.
It drifted out to the center of the road, then
hurried towards me. He kind of waved its arms, not
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to frighten, but as if to warn me to keep back.
He drifted into the hedge on the other side of
the road, but as I got closer, it came out
again to the center, and it turned and again it
lifted its arms up. I knew I was going to
hit it. I think I cried out, I shouted or something.
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Phil braked and although he must have hit the figure,
when he got out to look, there was nothing there.
He said. The figure was bright green, but appeared to
have no legs or hands. The body was solid, and
it stood about seven foot tall. Instead of a face,
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there was just a misty gray round shape. You imagine
coming across that driving at night past the cemetery prematorium.
That is something you remember for quite a long time.
I would you imagine. I remember being out with Mark
one night and we were coming back through Tills. We
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were driving about past nine ten o'clock. It was a night,
middle of the night or anything like that, and we
were driving and over there it was a stone wall
around the cemetery there. It was just like, it's black, missed.
It's your best way, I can give it a name.
Went over that in front of the car and down
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onto the other side of the road, and we both
kind of said to each other did you see that?
And we just didn't speak about it again. It's just
this big, bulky, massive dark missed fuck. I don't know.
I don't want to call it. But many years ago,
when I first started searching for others, it would be
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unlucky enough like myself to have seen something similar, or
to have seen the green man, you know, or her
face in the leap. I was concepted by a lady
who lives in the Saint Helen's area, and she saw
a horrible creature. I mean, she was playing out on
green belt land at the back of her own She
was about eight years old at the time. She thought
what she saw was a monk that had been crossed
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with a dog of some kind. She remembers it being
as big as a bear and it took her many
years to go back to that spot. She was playing
out with a friends. I think they were building a den,
and you know what it was like. Everyone went in
and she was minding the den, so no to Youenae
used to come along and nipki and that's when she
saw it. But she did see it other times, she said.
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Since then, she's seen them and she calls them just
from time to time. They're always hidden within the trees,
as if watching the area constantly. Over the years, we've
kept his touch. She updates me from time to time.
The area this happened in is all mining land that
runs for miles and miles, and on that land there
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there's been sightings of strange figures. One woman walking her
dog saw an ape like creature that peered out of
the tree thattter, and when she let out a scream,
the creature melded back into the greenery. And the word
struck with me melded why because that's exactly how I
described the thing I saw. As it moved back into
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the greenery, it melded with it. Within a year or
so of that event, on the flashes where the woman
had seen the creature meld. Another local woman was man
handled by a figure that came out of the leaves
hideb I'm not sure if you remember me, but I've
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had some hairy visitors on the land across the road
from me for several decades. Now. As you know, my
home sits on all mining land that I you know,
no now, it's mostly green belt, can't be built on.
It's got lots of woods. Some walking past out on there.
The local dog walkers use it a lot. Well. At
the top of the road it turning right, it's actually
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passed a row of houses, and on the left is
some land that runs from my house right up to
the railway track. The green belt runs behind the bungalows
right up to the railway line and the bridge. You know,
when she crossed the bridge, you have a row terry
stouses and on that right that's where the green belt lands.
Behind on the left is another park and the far
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end of that park is a road that leads to
an even bigger park, the huge lake in the middle.
It's quite rural here, and when I was a child
it was more so. But there's been a huge boom lailer,
you know, building new houses we had a few waists
and incidents where some people have described seeing a hairy,
homeless man who would fade back into the undergrowth. I'm
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not sure how that's possible, as there, you know, these
thick brambles and about fourteen foot eye down there. One
dog walker I met said she was grabbed from behind
by someone in the dark. She felt that he was
trying to drag it deeper into the thickets. Thankfully, her
dog chased him off, but she ended up on the
floor and she can only remember seeing and I AM
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come from behind her. She said, whoever he was, he
was absolutely stinking, so she just assumed he was just
some docle, you know, some derelic man living there. Another
incident secured to a man who was just across there
when a strange face appeared out of the bushes, just
staring him. It was just a face, so he assumed
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the face belonged to a homeless man and asked if
he needed any help. The so called on this man's
face just blinked emerged back into the tree. He was
described in the man as smelling like a dead animal.
He had long hair all over his face and beard
was very ugly. All the locals think it's a homeless man,
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but I don't anyway, there have been some developments on
that land. As you approach the railway bridge on the left,
it's been sold, so there've been builders on there fencing off.
They started cutting back the woods that grow on that
side of the road. I've never seen him do that
in all the time I've lived here, and I've been
here twenty seven years, and the council have never done
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anything like this. Apparently they've been complaints by building contractors
stating their children are hiding in the woods and throwing
stones at them. That thing, homeless man, whatever name you
want to give it could have been out for years,
out there, for decades. A lot of people said what
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I saw was a whole was manning. You couldn't have
mistaken it for that. You couldn't have mistaken it for
a man in a suit, or the kids messing about it.
It was just indescribable. It wasn't something of this world,
just the only way I can put it now. Also,
not of this world is an account that we came
across in two thousand and seven and from a passenger
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on a train, and it had took place in New Malden,
of all places, which is not far from wumbled and Common,
close to the Beverly Brook area. And it was a
small train station used by many people who commute from London.
And it was Michael Appabek who came across the article
in the green Man Blog mentioning this account, and he
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sent it along to me. The guy's name is Nick Skirting,
and he says, one summer afternoon in two thousand and seven,
I was returning from central London and my trainers spent
a few too many minutes idling at the platform in
New Malden Station, lost in thought. I'd been looking out
the wind, nothing in particular, when I suddenly saw something
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that made me gasp out loud. At the far end
of the London bound platform, there's a thick bank of
trees and shrubs behind a fence. I was astonished to
see what appeared to be an enormous face made up
of the surrounding foliage, looming out at the opposite platform
and looking very similar to the typical appearance of the
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green Man, you know, the thing that you see in
church carvings. The face was about five foot in diameter
and about seven foot or so from the ground. I
was amazed how perfect the face seemed to be, but
at the same time I knew it was just my
brain demonstrating its knack for face recognition in London patterns.
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I probably gazed in wonderful what twenty odd seconds before
the most shocking thing happened suddenly and with tremendous velocity.
Tire face withdrew backwards into the vegetation, which caused us
surrounding bushes and trees to sway violently. Most strikingly of all,
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a branch that must have been under the face swung
backwards with immense force, as if a huge weight had
been lifted from it before smacking into the surrounding greenery,
and I assume, you know, got back in its original position.
This whole motion took about a second, and the face
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had completely disappeared. I could accept that a fox or
even a human might have been sitting on the branches
and had jumped off, you know, causing them to bounce
back into position, but this would not easily account for
the very distinct retraction of the face, as if it
was wrenched backwards into a tunnel. The face in no
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way looked constructed or man made, and it seemed to
consist of a natural, though utterly remarkable arrangement. The features
of the thing were clear to see, and I was
particularly struck by the grinning mouth and the staring eyes.
Quite how the verdant visage was suck backwards, I have
no idea. I've often wondered how, or indeed why, anyone
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would have achieved this bizarre effect for a board Southwest
Trains passenger. The train drew away and I sat back
in my chair feeling strangely unnerved. And all of my
subsequent journeys through the station, I've never seen anything like that. Again.
The blog author managed to get in contact with Nick
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to ask his permission to reproduce a letter and see
if there was anything else that he could add, and
Nick said there was no one near me when I
saw the weird thing, which is slightly frustrating. I was
traveling back from town after doing i'm shopping. It was
a sunny day, I suppose the train had been waiting
for about two minutes before I noticed the face and
the leaves. I had been staring out of the window
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all that time, and it was, as I recall, it
was like the moment I looked at the bushes that
I saw the face. I've always had a good look
at the bank of trees whenever I passed through normal
and stration. You know, it always looked like a rather
just standard bush. Nothing else. It was though, you know,
the terrific suction that seemed to be exerted on the
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face as it was wrenched back into the shrubbery. It
was just inexplicable to explain the violence of the exit
and the massive swaying of branches and foliage was quite
spectacular and just left me feeling really surprised and shocked.
I only wish now that I'd got out of that
train and gone to investigate on the opposite platform, but
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at last I didn't, so I'm just left with the
mystery of it. Are what that must have been like
for him, you know, involved on it. We sat on
the train just stare endlessly out of the window, hoping,
you know that you're how long you're going to be
at that this platform? And then you see it before
your eyes, something completely impossible. A the making of a face,
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and then b the way that face is then pulled
back into that greener we could say melded, because they
merged became one with. There are lots of ways that
we can describe it, but in all of the cases
tonight we're talking about things that are almost hiding within
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the bushes. Now, there was a case I remember where
it was stated that what the gentlemen had seen were aliens.
And I think that took place in Clapping, if I
remember rightly, And he described what he saw when he
was photographing in the wood was these faces that would
appear within the trees, and he thought that these faces
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were of an alien nature in some kind. And I
would suggest that his background knowledge is in the alien
subject because my background knowledge is encryptis subjects. So I
kind of put the green man in that category. And
we're all kind of you know, we do that. That's
what we do. We don't bring human beings. We put
our connotation on it. For somebody who was a pager
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not into the old ways would see it. Maybe is
the green man a brown jack, whatever name we want
to put on it or give it. But it shows you,
doesn't it that over thousands and thousands of years, human
beings have reported seeing a face that watches them from
the leaves. So the next time you're out with the
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kids are on your bike, or with the dog, or
even on the train, have a look at the greenery
around you and see if you can see within those leaves.
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Good Night, everyone,
H h. Hello everybody, you're welcome back, and my name
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is Zebrah Haswell and you're listening to BBR Investigations Today.
We are looking at the connection and the mystery of
the wood wooses, of old legends of the green men,
modern fairy fort encounters of cryptis and paranormal kind. You
know they're coming from people in the UK. I'll be
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sharing some modern day sightings of wood walls and green men. Now,
if you mentioned the green Man or brown Jack or
jack in the world to modern bricks, many of them,
I'll have no idea what you're referring to. It would
seem it's a tradition that has fizzled out over the years.
And for those that do often believe the green Man
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is just an ancient thing, something in history or time
you know, gone by, and they'd be correcting that. Images
walled and stone carvings of the green Man they found
across Great Britain, Europe and parts of Asia and North Africa.
A beautiful carved face, possibly dating back to the third
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millennium BCE, could until recently be seen in the remains
of the ruined Mesopotamian desert city of at Hatrap In
modern Iraq and sadly now that's being destroyed. But would
it surprise you to know that people still report encounters
with the Green Man in the UK, but they see
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a face in the trees as I did, and have
no name to give it. Encounters with faces in the
trees are often classed as ghosts, like aliens, witches are druidic,
as we only have our knowledge base to go on
when trying to describe what we've experienced. It took me
a long time to be able to explain the thing
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that I saw, and I'm still none the wiser aborty
three years later. I know I've looked down every in
any line of thought to try and work out what
he was. Over the years, I've had strange messages and
feelings of knowing, and glimpses of strange figures in the woods.
I've struggled to separate what I saw from the green
Man our fairy folk, and I wonder if he's one
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of the ancient elementals appearing to me in a way
that I would accept Now for me it was an
ape man, and for others, who's the green Man? And
in some cases he appears I believe exactly how you
need to see him. Bear with me, and I'll explain
as we go on. There's a written piece by the
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Heart of Darkness, and it's always meant something to me,
and I'd like to share it with you, as it
speaks of seeing human features, at first hidden within the
leaves of a tree, that then reveal a face. I
saw a face amongst the leaves on the level with
my own, looking at me, very face and STEADI and
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then suddenly, as though a veil had been removed from
my eyes, I made out deep in the tangled blue nakedness, arms,
legs and glaring eyes. The bush was swarming with human
limbs in movement, glistening of a bronze color. The twist
shook and swayed and rustled, and the arrows flew out
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with them, and then the shut I came to and closed.
I was ridiculed for my experience, and I still am.
You know, I saw a horrible face in the leaves
in nineteen eighty two, and I kind of carried that
staying for decades. But can you imagine if I'd made
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that public in the Middle Ages and the uproars it
would have caused and for anyone who doesn't know. In
nineteen eighty two, I skipped school with my friend went
into a local park, as kids did back then in
the eighties, a place I played in every day. I
was doing a very normal thing. We were, you know,
kind of ducked in a den in the bushes, and
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I saw a movement within the leaves. And when I
looked at that movement, a face came out of the leaves.
Is no other way to describe it. Really. It leant
forward and it looked at me. It looked like an
ape man, a man and an ape combined, and neandert all.
But what I saw was far hairier than that, A
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cave man, a stick of the dump. I've had a
million names for it given to me over the years.
For me, he's always been the manic, because that's exactly
what he looked like. And I had trouble trying to
explain that in twenty twenty five. So what must it
have been like back in the Middle Ages when people
reported seeing these things have a very complicated relationship with nature. Now,
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after that sighting as a kid, I had a keen
interest in every free leaf and twig and what I
could use it for, what resource it could be, you know,
if I could eat it, if you're with it. And
I lost that at fifteen when I saw that thing.
I made dens as a kid, slipped out in the
woods with her parents, did all of the things growing up,
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you know, the kids do, and that stopped at fifteen.
It took me twenty five years to get that back,
or to even start to claw that back, you know,
after a sighting of a face in the leaves. But
could you imagine if I'd had had to come forward
In the Middle Ages, you know, people call me our
hedge witch, and that's what they were called back then,
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and that's how I came across the story of Betty Dunlop.
Bessie Dunlop was known as the Witch of Dorry and
she was burned at stake after being strangled in fifteen
seventy six. Although she was seen as a white witch,
they still killed. The story is interesting because it outlines
some of the folk beliefs that were you know, ramping
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at the time. And although we're confession was probably extracted
through torture, it does contain none of the usual satanic
panic because not mentioned the devil, even spirits and demons
or anything like that, and it's similar in some ways
to experiences by modern witnesses to the unknown. The sixteen,
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seventeenth and eighteenth centuries were a dangerous time to be
alive if you were a village wild woman. Should we say,
you know, lady who didn't want to marry, Especially in Scotland,
where they're saying thou shalt not suffer a witch to
live was taken as seriously as it was in the
rest of Europe, and nose accused of witchcraft could expect
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torture an eventual burning at the stake. Bessie lived with
husband Andrew and their children at Lynn Glenn Dowry, and
they were tenants of lard Buide. Like many other people
of the time period, Bessie used herbs to create natural
remedies polstices, ointments, lynches, and that was to cure both
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people and annuals of illness and aid in childbirth. She
was also highly observant and help people to locate lost
and stolen items. Unfortunately, Bessie began saying that she received
some guidance on how to recover lost items and how
to treat illness from the spirit of Thomas Reed, a
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man who does at the Battle of Pinky on the
tenth September fifteen forty seven, some twenty nine years earlier,
after she'd had a dream about the man in Green
that led her to what the Woods. She was upset
over her husband and a child's illness. When her claims
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came to the attention of building authority, Bessie was accused
of using sorcery and witchcraft to help people find lost
or stolen items and for curing diseases, which she had
no formal training. I don't think many people did back
in those centuries, did there. I mean, when it started out,
doctors were seen as one of the lowest positions you
could have, and it was often the local idiot who
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would remove a limb when needed to be or you know,
operate on certain people. And things are very different now,
but they were very, very, very dark back in those days. Now.
Bessie claimed that she she first met Thomas while she
was driving a cows to pasture near the yard at
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Munk Castle, at which time she was grieving for her
husband and infant child, who were both extremely ill and
close to death, and she was also worried about one
of her corows, which was sick. Bessie described Thomas Reed
as being an elderly man with a gray beard, dressed
in gray clothing of an old fashion, with a black hat.
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She claimed that Thomas Reed told her that both her
child and the sick car would die, along with two
of the sheep, but that her husband would recover, after
which he dived into a hole in the dyke, surrounded
by shrubbery and was gone. When questioned how did she
know for certain that that spirit was indeed Thomas Red,
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she replied that his spirit had bid her to go
to Thomas Reed's son, who worked as an officer to
the Laird of Blair, and to certain other kinsmen and
friends who he named. She also claimed that the spirit
of Thomas promised her goods, horses, carol's cattle, that kind
of thing if she turned on her Christian faith, and
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that he was very angry with her when she refused
to do that. She also said that he told her
to keep silent when he introduced her to eight women
wearing tartan and four men in gentlemen's clothing, whom he
claimed were good witches from the fairy coret of health
pain and that translates loosely to fairy Land. Really and
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Nay invited her to join them, but she kept silent.
They left under interrogration. Bessie declared that when the country
folk approached her for help in finding a lost or
stolen item, she always saw the advice of Thomas, whom
she claimed told her where the lost item was. She
would sit in the woods and have a conversation with
him in her head. She also claimed that Thomas taught
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her how to pick and mix the correct herbs to
create natural re me this secure illness, and that she
had used these remedies to treat John Jacket's child, her
husband's cows, as well as Lady Johnston. Now. Bessie also
claimed that Thomas Reed had instructed her to intervene in
the forthcoming marriage of the eldest daughter of William Blair,
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saying that if the girl married, she would either end
up unlived by her own hand or mad and locked
up in the attic. And finally, Bessie claimed that when
she delivered her last child, the midwife was none other
than the fairy Queen, whom and herself who then sent
Thomas Reid to be her spirit guide. It was even
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said that he gave her a piece of green string
to hold during the birth, and that she lost it,
and that was the reason that Bert didn't go well.
Poor old Bessie did no more than walk in the
woods and talk to the faith. You know, she cured
the sick. She made potions and lotions to heal and help.
Before the invasion of the Romans, this was seen vital
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to be honest, as most of nature's ailments can be
cured with whatever lies in those woods and headerows. You know,
no more do we talk about it's just the wood
cutter or her as gods. They become just myth and legends. Sadly,
you know, not much has changed forred witches. Look where
they're no longer burners at the stake. But even in
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twenty twenty five, it seems something weird, you know, to
be shunned, and only certain types of people will partake
in it. It has a connotation to it, let's put
it that way. Now. My fascination with a green man
one more precisely, facing the leaves happened when I had
my own experience in eighty two. Obviously, that experience changed
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everything for me. I spent the intervening years trying to
find other people who had similar stories to tell, and
I was delighted when a woman named Joe reached out
to me from Yorkshire and explained that she's had an
experience which is incredibly similar to my own. Joe's experience
happened ten years before mine, but we were both the
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same age. We're both skipping school, we're both playing out
with a friend in a place we shouldn't be, and
we both had an encounter with a face in the leaves.
Joe said, Hi, Deb, I'm absolutely amazed that I found
somebody else. This is what happened to me. It was
one summer's afternoon when I was playing out as a
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kid in bar Training, Doncaster. I saw something so strange
that the experience remains with me to this day. I
saw a face in the foliage, and I and a
school friend saw him. And it happened around the time
that I was fifteen. I'd say it was probably nineteen
seventy two. Were a friend and I were playing Truman
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from school and we knew we wouldn't be caught if
we went to a certain area not really ideal for kids,
but he was out of the way and no adults
would see us there. We were just messing about in
an old abandoned sewage works known locally as Dead Dog's Island.
And as we were playing, we saw a movement and
we noticed a face watching us from within the brambles.
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He was lying flat in his bella, keeping himself hidden,
and he was well hidden in the bushes and the grass.
I couldn't see a body, and I have no idea
of the size or height of this thing. But what
we could see clearly was his face. Whether this thing
was it was hair, and it looked like the green
Man pictures and artworks that you see in the UK.
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It was a face hidden in the leaves, just two
eyes watching us. It seemed to me at the time
it was as if the foliage on his face saw
he'd used foliage on his face to kind of mask himself.
He was hiding in plain sight. His skin was dark,
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he had small, dark eyes, and he just kept looking
at us, observing what we were doing. My friend was
really scared and frightened by him. I was just more interested.
I wanted to know more. It looked like the foliage
was being used to disguise his face somehow, or it
was a mask. Made out of grass and leaves. I
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don't know. He just didn't try and move her approach us,
and we ran off. He didn't even try and follow
us either, He just stayed in position. As far as
I know, he just stayed in those brambles. I can
still remember the incident as clear as dead, all these
years later. I wasn't scared, and I really wanted to
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know more. But my friend running off left me there
alone with him, you know, so I quickly followed her
out with her. Weirdly though, in the same area. Within
a year of that encounter, myself and my brother were
walking home and we realized, as we've been followed by
something that we couldn't see, we could hear it moving,
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hear it as it went along. It was shadowing our
steps in the trees and bushes off to the left
of us. It was a dark night, and we caught
a glimpse of something that had orange sh eyes or
whatever this thing was, it browned us from the bushes
in almost exactly the same area. Can you imagine how
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frightening that must have been for her. I mean, even
the time she's with her brother. You know, when you're
walking along and you know something's following you and there's
nothing you can do about it. I wonder how long
you'd been there? Was he there when she got there?
I have to think about that myself. Was he there
when we arrived and we disturbed him? Or was it
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him who came along and disturbed us? Was it something
that could appear because he was in an area of nature.
I just don't know. I wish I had done answers,
but that wasn't the only report. They keep coming in.
So now we're going to go to Cornwall to say Morgan.
In fact, to a report titled I saw faces watching
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from the trees. The witness said Deborah, I got in
touch with you because you take big foot reports. I've
had something happened to me a few years ago that
might have been a big foot report. I'm not sure.
I used to have been Devon and Cornwall, in a
little village called Saint Morgan. I think that's how it spelled.
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I'm sorry, I'm not great at writing. I'm dyslexic, but
I wanted to say I've seen one of those things
you talk about. I think there were two of them
hiding in the wood, but I only clearly saw one
of them. It happened while I was making pages in
the wood for my boss's pheasant hunt, which was being
held near Saint mag I used to hear wood knots
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in the trees when I was working down there. I
wasn't really sure what it was at first. Now I
know it was one or two of those things, unless
there's more of them. When he asked me a boss
after that day, he said, oh, yeah, I know what
you mean. We just call them woodwoes. It was about
twenty odd years ago when this happened. I was in
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my early twenties, maybe twenty two twenty to do you
think It was only a small village not far from
New Cay, A lot of cliff roads and high wall ends,
you know when you get out of the town, very rural,
as in this field working. And the only way I
can describe the place is that he was wooded all around,
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with steep hills, but with the field at the bottom.
My old Bosh used to keep pheasants and other birds
up there. People paid him to shoot on his land.
Here and I were up at the side of the
hill on the far edge. I remember climbing through vegetation
and trees. He also owns land near Dartmoor two. Anyway,
I was talking to him about the pheasants and the birds,
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and afterwards me and another guy and he's daughter were
left there to finish off the work. We left alone.
I remember getting finished and hearing a wood knock about
thirty yards away. I looked around, I couldn't see anything.
I looked at them, and they looked at each other,
said nothing. We just carried on backing up. They're knocking
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started again, louder and closer, and it made me jump
once again. The other couple didn't say anything. We just
carried on working. It was only as if I was
hearing it. I was kind of thinking perhaps it was
a woodbecker, but it was far too loud for that.
Then the couple left and I stayed behind because they
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only had a little van. I had to wait to
get it up later. This was the reason I was
there on my own. I couldn't make out where this
knocking town was coming from, but I could still hear it.
I could still see the edge of the forest where
we'd been before when i'd heard it earlier on. I
waited on the edge of the forest and I could
hear rustling in the bushes. I looked, but I couldn't
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see anything, and I guess my eyes adjusted and I
began to focus because I began to see a face
watching me. His face was looking back at me, and
there were clicks and whistles everywhere. I don't know why
he was watching me, and I still wasn't sure what
it was. I walked forward to try and have a
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better view, and then this thing stood up. I don't
know why, but I just felt that it wasn't fully
grown what I was looking at. It was a male.
He's about six ft five inches tall. It was kind
of a copper color, and it looked like at me
it was gone in a shop, and I heard my
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old boss's land over returning to collect me. I got him.
I said nothing, and he was like, so we you
And I was like, has anyone ever said anything about
like creature being here? And he was like, oh, yeah,
we just call him wood. Worse replied, just leave them bit.
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I've never told anyone about this, and I don't know
what I'm telling you. I felt that he had been
watching us all that time you were out there. I
wish I could explain it more fuller. I'm just sitting
here remembering things about the day and jotting him down.
I have heard people say you get a smell sometimes
when you see them. I didn't any smell anyway, I've
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told you now, and I'm glad I did because I
know what I saw. I've worked other cases before where
people have been either setting traps or you know, working
at sites where shoots happen. And maybe possibly one of
the reasons is he's of food. There are lots of pheasants,
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lots of chicks around at the time, you know, Or
maybe it's a curiosity of some kind where they watch
you as you watched them. I really don't know. The
next case I'm sharing with you comes from the Mysterious
Britain blog. In September of nineteen eighty six, an experience
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took place on four Ashes Lane that led to speculation
at a large green man haunted Cryer's Hill. The following article,
entitled Phantoms of the Forest, was published in The South
Book Star on a twenty six seven, nineteen eighty six,
and it concerned Mark Nurse's experience, which took place six
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days earlier. Mark and his friends saw a ghostly figure
dressed in green and it startled two motorists as they
drove past a crematorium just before midnight. The apparition suddenly
loomed up at the side of the rope, sending shivers
down the spine of Mark Nursey and his girlfriend Alison,
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who were in the car behind him. Mark of hepperweight
cloth high Wick and said the most uncanny thing was
the weight stood. He seems to be wearing what I
can only describe as a big bully green jumper. I
couldn't make out the head of hands. He seemed to
be souping. There was about five eleven tall, was well built.
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The weird figure describing the blog that a ghost was
also seen outside huinged and Crematorium. Now there was a
follow up article on the seventeenth of October eighty six
detailing another experience. Another witness of the Phantom of the
Forest has recalled his terrifying ordeal. The seven foot tall
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green ghost was seen by warehouse man Phil Mullet the
yards from where twenty one year old Mark and he
saw the figure at four Ashes Road, cry a Hill.
When he read the account in the paper, he realized
that Mark had seen the same figure that he'd seen
all said, It gave me quite a shock to read it.
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Your count was so close to my own. It was
about nine dirty. I drove into four Ashes road, and
turning my car lights on full, I saw this green
person appear from the right hand side of the road.
It drifted out to the center of the road, then
hurried towards me. He kind of waved its arms, not
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to frighten, but as if to warn me to keep back.
He drifted into the hedge on the other side of
the road, but as I got closer, it came out
again to the center, and it turned and again it
lifted its arms up. I knew I was going to
hit it. I think I cried out, I shouted or something.
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Phil braked and although he must have hit the figure,
when he got out to look, there was nothing there.
He said. The figure was bright green, but appeared to
have no legs or hands. The body was solid, and
it stood about seven foot tall. Instead of a face,
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there was just a misty gray round shape. You imagine
coming across that driving at night past the cemetery prematorium.
That is something you remember for quite a long time.
I would you imagine. I remember being out with Mark
one night and we were coming back through Tills. We
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were driving about past nine ten o'clock. It was a night,
middle of the night or anything like that, and we
were driving and over there it was a stone wall
around the cemetery there. It was just like, it's black, missed.
It's your best way, I can give it a name.
Went over that in front of the car and down
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onto the other side of the road, and we both
kind of said to each other did you see that?
And we just didn't speak about it again. It's just
this big, bulky, massive dark missed fuck. I don't know.
I don't want to call it. But many years ago,
when I first started searching for others, it would be
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unlucky enough like myself to have seen something similar, or
to have seen the green man, you know, or her
face in the leap. I was concepted by a lady
who lives in the Saint Helen's area, and she saw
a horrible creature. I mean, she was playing out on
green belt land at the back of her own She
was about eight years old at the time. She thought
what she saw was a monk that had been crossed
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with a dog of some kind. She remembers it being
as big as a bear and it took her many
years to go back to that spot. She was playing
out with a friends. I think they were building a den,
and you know what it was like. Everyone went in
and she was minding the den, so no to Youenae
used to come along and nipki and that's when she
saw it. But she did see it other times, she said.
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Since then, she's seen them and she calls them just
from time to time. They're always hidden within the trees,
as if watching the area constantly. Over the years, we've
kept his touch. She updates me from time to time.
The area this happened in is all mining land that
runs for miles and miles, and on that land there
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there's been sightings of strange figures. One woman walking her
dog saw an ape like creature that peered out of
the tree thattter, and when she let out a scream,
the creature melded back into the greenery. And the word
struck with me melded why because that's exactly how I
described the thing I saw. As it moved back into
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the greenery, it melded with it. Within a year or
so of that event, on the flashes where the woman
had seen the creature meld. Another local woman was man
handled by a figure that came out of the leaves
hideb I'm not sure if you remember me, but I've
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had some hairy visitors on the land across the road
from me for several decades. Now. As you know, my
home sits on all mining land that I you know,
no now, it's mostly green belt, can't be built on.
It's got lots of woods. Some walking past out on there.
The local dog walkers use it a lot. Well. At
the top of the road it turning right, it's actually
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passed a row of houses, and on the left is
some land that runs from my house right up to
the railway track. The green belt runs behind the bungalows
right up to the railway line and the bridge. You know,
when she crossed the bridge, you have a row terry
stouses and on that right that's where the green belt lands.
Behind on the left is another park and the far
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end of that park is a road that leads to
an even bigger park, the huge lake in the middle.
It's quite rural here, and when I was a child
it was more so. But there's been a huge boom lailer,
you know, building new houses we had a few waists
and incidents where some people have described seeing a hairy,
homeless man who would fade back into the undergrowth. I'm
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not sure how that's possible, as there, you know, these
thick brambles and about fourteen foot eye down there. One
dog walker I met said she was grabbed from behind
by someone in the dark. She felt that he was
trying to drag it deeper into the thickets. Thankfully, her
dog chased him off, but she ended up on the
floor and she can only remember seeing and I AM
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come from behind her. She said, whoever he was, he
was absolutely stinking, so she just assumed he was just
some docle, you know, some derelic man living there. Another
incident secured to a man who was just across there
when a strange face appeared out of the bushes, just
staring him. It was just a face, so he assumed
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the face belonged to a homeless man and asked if
he needed any help. The so called on this man's
face just blinked emerged back into the tree. He was
described in the man as smelling like a dead animal.
He had long hair all over his face and beard
was very ugly. All the locals think it's a homeless man,
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but I don't anyway, there have been some developments on
that land. As you approach the railway bridge on the left,
it's been sold, so there've been builders on there fencing off.
They started cutting back the woods that grow on that
side of the road. I've never seen him do that
in all the time I've lived here, and I've been
here twenty seven years, and the council have never done
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anything like this. Apparently they've been complaints by building contractors
stating their children are hiding in the woods and throwing
stones at them. That thing, homeless man, whatever name you
want to give it could have been out for years,
out there, for decades. A lot of people said what
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I saw was a whole was manning. You couldn't have
mistaken it for that. You couldn't have mistaken it for
a man in a suit, or the kids messing about it.
It was just indescribable. It wasn't something of this world,
just the only way I can put it now. Also,
not of this world is an account that we came
across in two thousand and seven and from a passenger
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on a train, and it had took place in New Malden,
of all places, which is not far from wumbled and Common,
close to the Beverly Brook area. And it was a
small train station used by many people who commute from London.
And it was Michael Appabek who came across the article
in the green Man Blog mentioning this account, and he
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sent it along to me. The guy's name is Nick Skirting,
and he says, one summer afternoon in two thousand and seven,
I was returning from central London and my trainers spent
a few too many minutes idling at the platform in
New Malden Station, lost in thought. I'd been looking out
the wind, nothing in particular, when I suddenly saw something
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that made me gasp out loud. At the far end
of the London bound platform, there's a thick bank of
trees and shrubs behind a fence. I was astonished to
see what appeared to be an enormous face made up
of the surrounding foliage, looming out at the opposite platform
and looking very similar to the typical appearance of the
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green Man, you know, the thing that you see in
church carvings. The face was about five foot in diameter
and about seven foot or so from the ground. I
was amazed how perfect the face seemed to be, but
at the same time I knew it was just my
brain demonstrating its knack for face recognition in London patterns.
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I probably gazed in wonderful what twenty odd seconds before
the most shocking thing happened suddenly and with tremendous velocity.
Tire face withdrew backwards into the vegetation, which caused us
surrounding bushes and trees to sway violently. Most strikingly of all,
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a branch that must have been under the face swung
backwards with immense force, as if a huge weight had
been lifted from it before smacking into the surrounding greenery,
and I assume, you know, got back in its original position.
This whole motion took about a second, and the face
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had completely disappeared. I could accept that a fox or
even a human might have been sitting on the branches
and had jumped off, you know, causing them to bounce
back into position, but this would not easily account for
the very distinct retraction of the face, as if it
was wrenched backwards into a tunnel. The face in no
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way looked constructed or man made, and it seemed to
consist of a natural, though utterly remarkable arrangement. The features
of the thing were clear to see, and I was
particularly struck by the grinning mouth and the staring eyes.
Quite how the verdant visage was suck backwards, I have
no idea. I've often wondered how, or indeed why, anyone
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would have achieved this bizarre effect for a board Southwest
Trains passenger. The train drew away and I sat back
in my chair feeling strangely unnerved. And all of my
subsequent journeys through the station, I've never seen anything like that. Again.
The blog author managed to get in contact with Nick
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to ask his permission to reproduce a letter and see
if there was anything else that he could add, and
Nick said there was no one near me when I
saw the weird thing, which is slightly frustrating. I was
traveling back from town after doing i'm shopping. It was
a sunny day, I suppose the train had been waiting
for about two minutes before I noticed the face and
the leaves. I had been staring out of the window
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all that time, and it was, as I recall, it
was like the moment I looked at the bushes that
I saw the face. I've always had a good look
at the bank of trees whenever I passed through normal
and stration. You know, it always looked like a rather
just standard bush. Nothing else. It was though, you know,
the terrific suction that seemed to be exerted on the
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face as it was wrenched back into the shrubbery. It
was just inexplicable to explain the violence of the exit
and the massive swaying of branches and foliage was quite
spectacular and just left me feeling really surprised and shocked.
I only wish now that I'd got out of that
train and gone to investigate on the opposite platform, but
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at last I didn't, so I'm just left with the
mystery of it. Are what that must have been like
for him, you know, involved on it. We sat on
the train just stare endlessly out of the window, hoping,
you know that you're how long you're going to be
at that this platform? And then you see it before
your eyes, something completely impossible. A the making of a face,
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and then b the way that face is then pulled
back into that greener we could say melded, because they
merged became one with. There are lots of ways that
we can describe it, but in all of the cases
tonight we're talking about things that are almost hiding within
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the bushes. Now, there was a case I remember where
it was stated that what the gentlemen had seen were aliens.
And I think that took place in Clapping, if I
remember rightly, And he described what he saw when he
was photographing in the wood was these faces that would
appear within the trees, and he thought that these faces
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were of an alien nature in some kind. And I
would suggest that his background knowledge is in the alien
subject because my background knowledge is encryptis subjects. So I
kind of put the green man in that category. And
we're all kind of you know, we do that. That's
what we do. We don't bring human beings. We put
our connotation on it. For somebody who was a pager
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not into the old ways would see it. Maybe is
the green man a brown jack, whatever name we want
to put on it or give it. But it shows you,
doesn't it that over thousands and thousands of years, human
beings have reported seeing a face that watches them from
the leaves. So the next time you're out with the
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kids are on your bike, or with the dog, or
even on the train, have a look at the greenery
around you and see if you can see within those leaves.
Thank you very much for joining me tonight. Your company
has been wonderful as our ways. I hope that you've
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enjoyed the stories that I brought you, whether you are
new or a returning subscriber, talking of which, if you're not,
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be something within that that you will enjoy. So for now,
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I will bid you all farewell, and I will be
back at some point with more stories than the BBI styles.
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