It was a rainy October evening in 1916,
when Edith Olivier was travelling from Devizes to Swindon in Wiltshire. Edith
was said to have felt a little tired and wanted to find an inn, where she could
rest for a while then continue her journey.
drove off the main road and found herself driving down an avenue which had huge
megalithic upright stones. She realised she was in Avebury, where large stone
megaliths were abundant. As she drove nearer the centre of Avebury, she decided
to pull her car over and look at these stones. She had never been to Avebury
before but recognised the scenery from photos she had seen before.
stood on the high banks and could see little cottages nearby. It was then she
spotted, in between the stones, lots of people attending what seemed to be a
fair, the people held flares and torches whilst they enjoyed the stalls and
games at the fair. She was very surprised to see no-one was wearing outer
garments despite the rain falling quite hard. She could hear the crowds
shouting and laughing, whilst they were being entertained by the various
rainfall became heavier, and it was then Edith returned to her vehicle to
resume her journey.
wasn't to visit Avebury for another 9 years. On her return, she purchased a guidebook
to Avebury and to her surprise, read that the last time Avebury had a fair, was
in 1850! She told a local guide of what happened to her 9 years earlier but
only to be told she was incorrect, and that 1850 was the last year in which it
had been held so she must've been mistaken. Feeling quite perturbed by what she
heard from the local guide, she told them of how she got to where the fair was
being held; an avenue of tall, upstanding megaliths but astonishingly, she was
told that this particular avenue had actually disappeared before 1800.
just what had Edith experienced? Was it a time slip or just some ghostly
experience? If it was just a ghostly experience, why would she have seen the
upright megaliths? A very interesting account indeed!