I rubbed my eyes at rare sight

Kentish Express Ashford & District - - OPINION -

IT’S some­thing I’d heard and read about but I never ex­pected to see it with my own eyes. I’d al­ways as­sumed it was just a myth. Yet the other night, I was wit­ness to a phe­nom­e­non I no longer be­lieved in. It was dark and I was just pop­ping out to my lo­cal shop. As I stepped out of the door, there it was: mov­ing al­most silently, lights swooped to­wards me. I rubbed my eyes, cer­tain I must be hal­lu­ci­nat­ing. It was still there. No, it wasn’t a UFO. It was far more oth­er­wordly. It was a cy­clist with lights and a re­flec­tive jacket. Un­til that night, I’d only ever seen them in dark clothes and light­less. Don’t give up be­liev­ers, they’re out there. I feel priv­i­leged to have fi­nally seen one. Paul Har­ris, Christchurch Road, Ash­ford.

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