My own involvement in the subject of UFOs began one evening in the month of February 1974. Although I had a slight interest in the subject of the paranormal after reading several publications on ghosts and UFOs at my uncle’s home over the previous year, or so. It had been only a very slight, if somewhat passing interest before my own full-blown interest in the subject began, and I personally peered down the rabbit hole that is Ufology. I remember enjoying the final years of the 1960s watching America’s and NASA’s attempts to get to the Moon, although I was less than ten-years-old. I remember being woken up and taken out of bed to watch on TV when the Apollo 11 crew landed on the moon and were attempting their first moonwalk. The grainy, black-and-white images appeared to be ghost like as the astronauts jumped and bounced across the moon’s surface. I loved TV programs such as Star Trek and Gerry Anderson’s UFO series, along with Dr. Who. Moving forward to my own experience. During the early 1970’s we did not possess mobile (cell) telephones, computers or video and such items as DVD players or, of course, the internet. We were considered lucky to have a football and if fortunate, a bicycle, (at this time I did not have a push-bike, which would come a few months later). We made our own entertainment. ‘Mam’ was a single parent, which was an awkward thing to be back in the 1960s and early 1970s, ‘Mam’ gave us the best she could. And that was her undivided attention and love. The early evening of my own sighting in question, a group of lads were out playing soldiers, and using sticks for guns, in total there were seven or eight of us, being split into two, equal teams. I was hiding in the area where we would play such games. This was a building site on the council estate of Bransholme, here in the city of Kingston-Upon-Hull. Today you could not gain access to such an area, because all building sites must be enclosed to stop people and children getting injured by trespassing in the area. There were no such regulations back then. The area today is the home to Roborough Close and the large North Point Shopping Centre, which, at one point in time, was the old RAF Sutton on Hull, air base, the home to the City of Hull’s barrage balloons during WWII. The time was approximately 4pm, I remember this as we had tea (evening meal/supper) as soon as we arrived home from school. And on these dark nights in February a hot stew and dumplings, or double egg and chips were most welcome. This was usually quickly eaten and then we were allowed out for an hour or so afterwards. The weather had been kind for the time of year, and it had not snowed or rained for some time. While hiding on top of a mound of mud and soil, I was glancing to the southwest over my hometown, the city of Hull, in East Yorkshire towards the area where the Humber Bridge is now standing, in the Hessle area of East Yorkshire. Whereupon I noticed a pinprick of light flash at a height just slightly above the far-off horizon. Of course, I thought nothing of it, but simply noticed it. I continued to hide, in the hope that I could jump up and shoot (with my mouth shouting bang of course) my friends on the opposing team of want-to-be soldiers. Spotting then a second flash of light, similar to the first. This being much closer to me than the original flash, and, just like the first, it remained low but not as low as the first sighting. Then a third flash, this being different as it seemed to jump back to the halfway point between the first two flashes. Then a fourth flash as it once again jumped further forward to a position in advance of the second flash. It seemed to move in the following order as it appeared to leapfrog over itself. Position one, then position three, then back to position two, and forward to position four. It continued such movements until it was directly overhead of my hiding place. Once it was overhead, I jumped up and shouted to my friends “look up in the sky - a UFO!” bearing in mind Gerry Anderson’s UFO TV series, that is why I called it a UFO. Expecting my friends would be able to see it, I eagerly pointed to the position in the sky where this starlike pin prick of light should appear next as it travelled from the south-west of my hiding spot to the north-east and then on, I had presumed, to the North Sea coast of Holderness and then to who knows where! Nothing happened, it simply blinked out after I shouted, “LOOK - A UFO!” It did not follow the course it should have done as I scanned the sky looking for it - nothing could be seen. There were no clouds, and it was a crystal-clear sky. It should have followed its course and continued in the same direction, alas nothing, it simply disappeared! It was this incident that brought me to the UFO subject. I went to the local lending library and loaned books to read by Major Donald Keyhoe, US Marine Corps retired, and I found his books enthralling, with titles ...
