Over the years I have read many stories about the mysterious blue lights <\/p>\n\n\n\n
That can be seen near railway lines or at railway stations <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Most of these stories come from the USA and are usually slightly exaggerated<\/p>\n\n\n\n
But I have recently have come across the tale of a mysterious blue light <\/p>\n\n\n\n
On the Great Western Railway somewhere between Didcot and Bath <\/p>\n\n\n\n
The thing that really interests me is that the blue light appears in many places sometimes many miles apart <\/p>\n\n\n\n
It is supposed to the haunting of Nelly True who was murdered on a Bath bound train in April 1896<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Nelly was found by the side of the track badly mutilated but this was not the cause of death as she had been shot at close range <\/p>\n\n\n\n
And that is where the mystery deepens as Nelly was not the innocent servant girl that people knew her to be but a Swedish Princess who had disappeared without trace two years before she was murdered<\/p>\n\n\n\n
She was known as the Blue Princess as she always dressed in blue and favoured blue jewels <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Although her death caused great interest in both England and Sweden nobody was ever charged with her murder <\/p>\n\n\n\n
There were thoughts that this was a political assassination as she was known to have been friendly with members of the Russian Royal Family <\/p>\n\n\n\n
But nothing was proved and over the years the investigation went cold <\/p>\n\n\n\n
That was until a dark rainy night in the November of 1963<\/p>\n\n\n\n
A nine year old boy was travelling back to his home city of Bath and was idly looking out of the carriage window <\/p>\n\n\n\n
That child was me and I was travelling with my parents having visited relatives in London <\/p>\n\n\n\n
I was not actually idly looking out of the window as I was fascinated by the steam from powerful locomotive hanging and being illuminated by the lights from the passing carriages <\/p>\n\n\n\n
It was then that I saw a woman walking by the tracks wearing a deep silk blue hooded cape that almost covered her person <\/p>\n\n\n\n
In her right hand she was carrying a lantern whose glow was as blue as her outer garments <\/p>\n\n\n\n
The figure startled me and I stood away from the window which introduced an enquiry from my parents<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I explained what what I had seen and was assured that I had been dreaming and that the figure was likely to have been due to my overactive imagination<\/p>\n\n\n\n
As I grew older I never totally forgot about the woman I saw from the train as I could not rationally explain what I had seen <\/p>\n\n\n\n
That was until about a month ago when I was travelling on a train to Bath <\/p>\n\n\n\n
The woman opposite me was chatting quietly on her phone a common enough recreation when travelling <\/p>\n\n\n\n
But it was her conversation that interested me as she was describing what her mother had seen when working as a Land Girl in the very fields that we were passing <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Her mother had seen a figure identical to the one I had seen on that damp winters night <\/p>\n\n\n\n
A woman in a hooded blue cloak carrying a lantern as blue as she was <\/p>\n\n\n\n
I waited until the woman had finished her call and politely asked about her mother and what she had witnessed <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Sadly her mother was three years dead but she and a few other Land Girls had seen this mysterious figure <\/p>\n\n\n\n
It was reported as it was wartime but was taken no further <\/p>\n\n\n\n
These sighting took place near Christian Malford in Wiltshire and it is likely that I was passing through this area when I saw the figure <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Yesterday I travelled to Christian Malford just to look around and satisfy my curiosity <\/p>\n\n\n\n
It was a benign enjoyable visit and because of the heat of the day I decided to visit the Rising Sun <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Whilst there I picked up The Wiltshire Times which carried the story of a barmaid who had disappeared from the village a couple of months previously <\/p>\n\n\n\n
She had worked at the Rising Sun <\/p>\n\n\n\n
I asked the landlord about this disappearance and he assured me that there was nothing sinister about it as the girl had done it before<\/p>\n\n\n\n
A hippy type intelligent rather dreamy but she seemed vulnerable so when she occasionally vanished she was accepted back<\/p>\n\n\n\n
My wife especially liked her as she was so like Alice our second daughter <\/p>\n\n\n\n
The strange thing was that she was always dressed in blue <\/p>\n\n\n\n
I asked about the legend of the woman in blue carrying the blue lantern <\/p>\n\n\n\n
The landlord laughed at very the mention of the blue woman <\/p>\n\n\n\n
I have been here for twenty-three years and often walk the dogs in the fields near the railway <\/p>\n\n\n\n
I have never seen nothing <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Nothing at all<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Our conversation faded a little as other customers were coming into the bar <\/p>\n\n\n\n
But the landlord did mention something rather strange <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Her name was Kitty Wakes and although she had a local accent there was something foreign about her <\/p>\n\n\n\n
She seemed not to understand some of the local sayings and the common colloquialisms used <\/p>\n\n\n\n
I gave this little thought as when she was here she was a hard worker and was popular with the locals <\/p>\n\n\n\n
But there was one thing that June found when tidying up her room last week <\/p>\n\n\n\n
What was that <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Kitty Wakes was not her real name <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Far from it <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Her real name was Nelly True <\/p>\n\n\n\n
<\/p>\n\n\n\n
<\/p>\n\n\n\n
<\/p>\n\n\n\n
<\/p>\n\n\n\n
<\/p>\n\n\n\n
<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Over the years I have read many stories about the mysterious blue lights That can be seen near railway lines or at railway stations Most of these stories come from the USA and are usually slightly exaggerated But I have recently have come across the tale of a mysterious blue light On the Great Western […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-20042","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/stuartmillerosborne.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/20042","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/stuartmillerosborne.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/stuartmillerosborne.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stuartmillerosborne.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/3"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stuartmillerosborne.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=20042"}],"version-history":[{"count":7,"href":"https:\/\/stuartmillerosborne.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/20042\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":20051,"href":"https:\/\/stuartmillerosborne.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/20042\/revisions\/20051"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/stuartmillerosborne.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=20042"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stuartmillerosborne.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=20042"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stuartmillerosborne.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=20042"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}