Late on the night of 27 December 2023 my mind drifted back to the post-Christmas days of 43 years earlier in the dark of Rendlesham Forest, Suffolk, about to interrupt my life 270 miles away. To this day it remains one of the most famous close encounters.
However, odd things were closer to home four decades later. I was in my front garden and Storm Gerrit had borne down on me. I tried one last time to get a little black stray cat that lived in my garden to come and shelter as the forecast was wild. On the doorstep, I tried to tempt her with some catfood on a plate as what sounded like an express train headed towards me: aircraft pass low over my house and the
