Category: Sightings

Over at London’s Notting Hill, Europe’s biggest street festival, I saw some terrific sights of desperate women. Under the bridge outside Ladbroke Grove tube station, a young blonde lady, wearing a light blue dress, black shoes and holding a can of cola, stood next to me. She looked so nice. I noticed that she was…

Last week, I was in London’s Piccadilly Circus with my friends when I saw this lovely young woman outside Tower Records. She was a brunette, and she was wearing a white t-shirt, cream skirt, and trainers. She looked to be in distress. She was pacing up and down outside the store. I bet she needed…

Recently, I went to a party with a few friends from my workplace. It wasn’t far from where I live, so I could walk home whenever I wanted. When I got there, the place was buzzing, people were talking to each other from all angles. While I was getting some drinks, I saw young blonde…

Two short male sightings: At a bus stop on my way to work, I saw a middle-aged man. He was drunk and smelled of beer. He walked up to this lamppost, stood with is legs slightly parted and looked down. I thought he was going to be sick, but when I saw a small wet…

A few months ago, while in London’s West End, I saw this sighting of two young ladies, the first was a blonde, and she wore a yellow jumper and blue jeans. The second was a brunette, and she wore a black t-shirt and a short grey miniskirt. As I was walking past them, I noticed…

I like to tell you about a girl who I used to know when I was young. Nearly every time I saw her, she was always needing to go to the toilet. I recall three occasions when I saw her in distress. The first time was outside a neighbours’ house (I lived two doors away…

Until a few years ago, I worked in a printing factory near where I live. It was a small business in which people who worked there had to get on with each other. There was a woman I knew who worked there for a couple of years, but I will remember her for one reason-…

This post was a response to a post made on a message board from a different website. This reminds me of a time when I was in the Boy’s Brigade. We went camping for a week every summer. With the male leaders of our group, some of their wives came to help out with their…

I was walking down London’s famous Oxford Street, just looking for a present to buy for my younger brother’s birthday when I glanced at this lovely young lady at a bus stop on the other side of the road. She had long red hair, wore a light blue denim jacket, white shirt and had a…

A while back, I was travelling on the bus between Mile End Gate and Holloway in London. At one of the stops came a short-haired black woman who sat on the seat opposite me. As she sat down, she seemed to jam both her hands inbetween her legs and then crossed them. The bus was…