......life after death.
As an 8 year old kid in Scotland,back in 1958,my grandmother who hailed from Lisburn,took me tae Ballyjamesduff.
On the second day I was there a cousin who lived there asked me if I wanted tae go tae see The Dambusters,I said fine,no problem.
Halfway through the film he took unwell and said he had tae go home and said would I be okay finding my way back tae where we were staying and I said I would be fine.
Anyways,come the end of the film I started tae head to where we were staying,or at least I thought I did,there were four different ways out of the town and I chose the wrong way.
Strange as it might seem,I wasn't in the slightest bit scared and each street I came tae,I knew it as if I had been there before,even before I turned a corner I knew what was ahead of me which was odd because I'd never been in Ireland in my life.
Has anyone else ever encountered anything like it before?
I recall seeing this woman on tv a couple of years ago which I found interesting and extraordinary.