Deborah Hatswell - BBR Investigations

Judith Call me Circe, Hela, Magdelene I who am the font of all possible sin. Call me Helen, Thais, Joan, Persephone I who am the gate of ecstasy. Sanitise me with sex and symbol Pound my pain into the loam (This earth is red; it will take but a thimble More before the Old Ones groan). The screaming selkies in the sea foam, Banshees scheming, harpies teeming Like ants over rotting flesh Their bites redeeming— All burnt in a flash of Patriarchal fire And thus the emissaries of the Goddess All expire. Punishment for rape? That shit’s ingrained into our culture And so we see our mother Ma’at as this Unholy vulture When all She wants is justice. What does justice even look like, When you don’t have a dick? Remember Philomena’s Eternal singing night Because of one rapacious prick. So call me whore and Babalon And collar me And wonder why eternity feels small and sad And why the fertile blood tastes bad And act bemused when all your womenfolk are mad Because you caged the best chance at...

CH/EM RAF Woodhall Spa - Lincolnshire From the Files of Chris Huff, Investigator of Strange  Phenomena. Chris does a number of investigations at the Ministry of Defence sites all across the UK, catching EVP's and strange phenomena. He has been a huge resource and help to me over the years and is a very valued member. When I was chatting with him in interview he mentioned this strange case and allowed me to share it with you all.  I have been to the dispersal's and the Bomb Dump of former RAF Woodhall Spa in Lincolnshire a few times now, and area now partly covered by the woods of Ostlers Plantation. Every single time there I have experienced a very uncomfortable feeling of being watched, of not being welcome and even a feeling of being threatened. On one occasion in the period 2010/11 in another part of the plantation but just a short distance away from the dispersal's, a friend, who sled races Husky teams was out practising around Ostlers Plantation in...

Today we went to the woods near Le Dorat We explored here some months ago in a previous video, and saw lots of interesting things Today we wanted to pose the question; Could what we see be a sign language using sticks placed on the forest floor? We examine an area of stick shapes and try to understand what may be causing this. Wind, mother nature or someone else? Is this a sign language using sticks on the forest floor as signs to inform or direct others that follow? We will discuss 3D structures in a later video. Thank you for watching and we hope you enjoy the video best regards from SW Francel Help us to investigate these cases, in the field or online. All abilities welcome, no experience is needed.    #BBR is a non profit Organisation, run by volunteers.  If you would like to join our community please leave a comment or contact us using debbiehatswell@gmail.com . Please click LIKE or SUBSCRIBE to show support. Feel free to SHARE  Copyright ©2...

I was contacted by a YouTube user who was watching a video on an account I had released in 2017 on The Medway Area of Kent, the video triggered a memory told by a Mother who had a school friend when much younger who had witnessed a similar hairy creature which she called The Giant Hairy Ape Man: I remember my Mother telling me this story about a school outing where a young girl saw something very strange that scared her, so when I heard your accounts online from other people who lived around The Medway I thought you may find Mum's story of interest.

Map Ref/LC/EM/CLEY Hi Debbie I'd like to tell you about a rather unpleasant encounter I had one night in 1987. First of all, I will say that I had not been drinking etc, and this is the gospel truth.  I was about 20 years old and was living at Cley next the sea, North Norfolk  at the time.  I had been visiting a mate in my local town of Holt and was walking the 4 miles home just after midnight.  Half way along the way, the road crosses a stream and passes through a thick wooded valley, it was very dark with no moon and it was too cloudy to see any stars. I  started to feel a bit uneasy, but put this down to my normal reaction to the dark and just kept walking through the woods. Then, I just froze.........there to my right, just inside the trees was a pair of what looked like bright red glowing eyes, I stood looking for a while but it didn't move.  I soon realised that as there was no light source, it couldn't be a normal eye-shine reflection, no, t...

A very disturbing photograph was sent into BBR by one of our members Lee Solway. Lee runs the  The Realm of the supernatural Podcast Lee has been researching Paranormal and Cryptid Accounts in the UK for many years now, he is also the collector of personal experiences and has taken a number of reports of a Satyr or Horned cryptids here in the UK. Whilst travelling at night on a road close to home Lee came across two Deer legs laying in the road. They were not there the next day when Lee went to check. I thought you guys would find the image interesting. Now this is not the only strange bone find here in the UK, we have cases of Deer jaw bones in trees, intricate patterns of layed out bones. Deer legs suspended in the tree tops and all manner of strangeness.  Do you have any strange finds from your trip into the woods, or if you are planning a visit take along a camera just in case you come across something like the finds above. Until Next Time, Deb Help us to ...

In stormy weather on Easter weekend of 1968, a young engaged couple had a car accident on the Baramdas-Willowmore road around 20 kilometres from the town. Marie Charlotte Roux was sleeping in the back seat of their Volkswagen Beetle when her fiancé lost control of the car. The car overturned and she was killed. On Easter weekend in 1976 the ghost bride was first sighted and since then many other sightings have been reported. All involve a female hitchhiker who is given a lift, then disappears a few kilometres down the road, and some have reported car doors opening and closing, laughter and a chill in the air.