Might take a trip down there hopefully slip into the early 80s or better still 1969.
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I love stuff like this - I had never heard of the Bold Street experiences. True or not, there is so much we don't know about time and relativity.
Might take a trip down there hopefully slip into the early 80s or better still 1969.
Maryland Street too.Seel Street that mate.
The Greek taverna on Bold St is superb by the way. And that Maray.
Oh really? I think I'd only heard the Bold St / Hanover St tales. Any links to the Maryland Street stories?
I think the club Heeby Jeebies is on Seel Street is what he meant. And yeah I've heard all the McKenzie tales, they're great. I thought you meant time anomalies though.Maryland Street too.
You'd have to, it doesn't go there.If you want to go back in time, just take the ferry to Birkenhead ...
the echo done a thing about it a few years ago the old waterstones seems to be where it happens mostThere was a programme on BBC the other day about paranormal stuff. I’m not necessarily a sceptic, I take each story on its own merit. However the programme briefly touched on a local legend that I’ve heard numerous accounts of - time slips on Liverpool’’s Bold Street: that is people just going about their daily business when suddenly they find themselves in the same place but in a completely different time zone. Apparently it’s happened to numerous people but it always seems to centre around the part of Bold Street very close to the little side entrance to Liverpool’s Central Station, and also where Bold Street adjoins Hanover Street.
As I say there are numerous accounts - but here’s the one I had heard most recently:
The tale of a young man named Sean, who, while shop-lifting in Liverpool back in 2006, ran away from a Security Guard and headed down Hanover Street. Trying to shake off the Guard, Sean, 19, turned into a dead end street called Brookes Alley. By this time he was out of breath and started to get a tight sensation in his chest. He soon realized that actually it wasn’t a problem with him, but the atmosphere around him.
He waited for the Guard to come around the corner after him, but he never appeared. So, thinking he had given him the slip, he sauntered back out and started to walk down Hanover street again. But he soon realised that something was wrong. The road looked different, and so did the pavement. He noticed cars driving by that looked very old fashioned, and the road works that he knew were there, were now gone. Soon he saw that the people around him were wearing strange clothes. Crossing over to Bold Street, he noticed that there were traffic lights where they weren’t before, and bushes growing around the Lyceum, near a bar that he recognized.
He carried on walking. Soon he began to feel that something was not quite right. Then he began to panic. He realized that somehow he had stepped back in Time. And the time slip was not going away. Then he remembered his mobile phone. Taking it out of his pocket, he tried to get a signal, but of course it didn’t work. Eventually he began to really panic, but soon spotted a kiosk selling newspapers and headed over. Leaning over the Stand, he took a look at the front page of the Daily Post. There in bold lettering was the date: 18th May 1967.
He wondered what to do. What happens if he can’t get back to his own time? What about family and friends? So, speeding up his pace, he reached H. Samuel the Jewelers, and tried his phone once again. This time it worked. Sighing with relief he looked around and realised that he had returned to the present. But the strange thing was, he could still see, down the end of the road, people still walking around in 1967.
By this time Sean had seen enough, and dived onto a bus to go home. When he was interviewed by the local newspaper later, he stated over four times, the exact account. Now, you may think that Sean was making the story up to escape from the guard. But the strange tale didn’t end there. When the Security Guard was interviewed, he stated that when he ran after Sean, and turned down the dead end Alley after him, he said that Sean had completely disappeared! When the newspaper checked out the facts of Sean’s story, they found that everything he said was historically accurate.
There’s plenty of information out there about this phenomenon, and a few weird explanations; one theory being concentric circles that are formed by the varying train tracks below that part of the city causing an electromagnetic field that creates a portal to the past. I personally think there could be something in it. Scientists tell us the James Webb telescope is able to see far back into the reaches of time to when the universe began, so going back a few decades may be plausible somehow.
Anyone else heard of this or have any thoughts on it?
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Watched Uncanny and never missed the Radio 4 series. People experience stuff. Why is the question.There was a programme on BBC the other day about paranormal stuff. I’m not necessarily a sceptic, I take each story on its own merit. However the programme briefly touched on a local legend that I’ve heard numerous accounts of - time slips on Liverpool’’s Bold Street: that is people just going about their daily business when suddenly they find themselves in the same place but in a completely different time zone. Apparently it’s happened to numerous people but it always seems to centre around the part of Bold Street very close to the little side entrance to Liverpool’s Central Station, and also where Bold Street adjoins Hanover Street.
As I say there are numerous accounts - but here’s the one I had heard most recently:
The tale of a young man named Sean, who, while shop-lifting in Liverpool back in 2006, ran away from a Security Guard and headed down Hanover Street. Trying to shake off the Guard, Sean, 19, turned into a dead end street called Brookes Alley. By this time he was out of breath and started to get a tight sensation in his chest. He soon realized that actually it wasn’t a problem with him, but the atmosphere around him.
He waited for the Guard to come around the corner after him, but he never appeared. So, thinking he had given him the slip, he sauntered back out and started to walk down Hanover street again. But he soon realised that something was wrong. The road looked different, and so did the pavement. He noticed cars driving by that looked very old fashioned, and the road works that he knew were there, were now gone. Soon he saw that the people around him were wearing strange clothes. Crossing over to Bold Street, he noticed that there were traffic lights where they weren’t before, and bushes growing around the Lyceum, near a bar that he recognized.
He carried on walking. Soon he began to feel that something was not quite right. Then he began to panic. He realized that somehow he had stepped back in Time. And the time slip was not going away. Then he remembered his mobile phone. Taking it out of his pocket, he tried to get a signal, but of course it didn’t work. Eventually he began to really panic, but soon spotted a kiosk selling newspapers and headed over. Leaning over the Stand, he took a look at the front page of the Daily Post. There in bold lettering was the date: 18th May 1967.
He wondered what to do. What happens if he can’t get back to his own time? What about family and friends? So, speeding up his pace, he reached H. Samuel the Jewelers, and tried his phone once again. This time it worked. Sighing with relief he looked around and realised that he had returned to the present. But the strange thing was, he could still see, down the end of the road, people still walking around in 1967.
By this time Sean had seen enough, and dived onto a bus to go home. When he was interviewed by the local newspaper later, he stated over four times, the exact account. Now, you may think that Sean was making the story up to escape from the guard. But the strange tale didn’t end there. When the Security Guard was interviewed, he stated that when he ran after Sean, and turned down the dead end Alley after him, he said that Sean had completely disappeared! When the newspaper checked out the facts of Sean’s story, they found that everything he said was historically accurate.
There’s plenty of information out there about this phenomenon, and a few weird explanations; one theory being concentric circles that are formed by the varying train tracks below that part of the city causing an electromagnetic field that creates a portal to the past. I personally think there could be something in it. Scientists tell us the James Webb telescope is able to see far back into the reaches of time to when the universe began, so going back a few decades may be plausible somehow.
Anyone else heard of this or have any thoughts on it?
There was a programme on BBC the other day about paranormal stuff. I’m not necessarily a sceptic, I take each story on its own merit. However the programme briefly touched on a local legend that I’ve heard numerous accounts of - time slips on Liverpool’’s Bold Street: that is people just going about their daily business when suddenly they find themselves in the same place but in a completely different time zone. Apparently it’s happened to numerous people but it always seems to centre around the part of Bold Street very close to the little side entrance to Liverpool’s Central Station, and also where Bold Street adjoins Hanover Street.
As I say there are numerous accounts - but here’s the one I had heard most recently:
The tale of a young man named Sean, who, while shop-lifting in Liverpool back in 2006, ran away from a Security Guard and headed down Hanover Street. Trying to shake off the Guard, Sean, 19, turned into a dead end street called Brookes Alley. By this time he was out of breath and started to get a tight sensation in his chest. He soon realized that actually it wasn’t a problem with him, but the atmosphere around him.
He waited for the Guard to come around the corner after him, but he never appeared. So, thinking he had given him the slip, he sauntered back out and started to walk down Hanover street again. But he soon realised that something was wrong. The road looked different, and so did the pavement. He noticed cars driving by that looked very old fashioned, and the road works that he knew were there, were now gone. Soon he saw that the people around him were wearing strange clothes. Crossing over to Bold Street, he noticed that there were traffic lights where they weren’t before, and bushes growing around the Lyceum, near a bar that he recognized.
He carried on walking. Soon he began to feel that something was not quite right. Then he began to panic. He realized that somehow he had stepped back in Time. And the time slip was not going away. Then he remembered his mobile phone. Taking it out of his pocket, he tried to get a signal, but of course it didn’t work. Eventually he began to really panic, but soon spotted a kiosk selling newspapers and headed over. Leaning over the Stand, he took a look at the front page of the Daily Post. There in bold lettering was the date: 18th May 1967.
He wondered what to do. What happens if he can’t get back to his own time? What about family and friends? So, speeding up his pace, he reached H. Samuel the Jewelers, and tried his phone once again. This time it worked. Sighing with relief he looked around and realised that he had returned to the present. But the strange thing was, he could still see, down the end of the road, people still walking around in 1967.
By this time Sean had seen enough, and dived onto a bus to go home. When he was interviewed by the local newspaper later, he stated over four times, the exact account. Now, you may think that Sean was making the story up to escape from the guard. But the strange tale didn’t end there. When the Security Guard was interviewed, he stated that when he ran after Sean, and turned down the dead end Alley after him, he said that Sean had completely disappeared! When the newspaper checked out the facts of Sean’s story, they found that everything he said was historically accurate.
There’s plenty of information out there about this phenomenon, and a few weird explanations; one theory being concentric circles that are formed by the varying train tracks below that part of the city causing an electromagnetic field that creates a portal to the past. I personally think there could be something in it. Scientists tell us the James Webb telescope is able to see far back into the reaches of time to when the universe began, so going back a few decades may be plausible somehow.
Anyone else heard of this or have any thoughts on it?
My wife worked for the Gasboard offices there in the late 1970s - nothing paranormal about Bold streetI love stuff like this - I had never heard of the Bold Street experiences. True or not, there is so much we don't know about time and relativity.