My husband and myself were sitting in the sunshine at the cemetery, after taking some flowers to my mum and dad's grave. We saw a group of people standing outside the crematoriam where a service had obviously just taken place, and they were freeing about 50 pink balloons, which all went up together, and went off in the wind in a steady stream over the trees and gone. We sat there for about 15 minutes, and suddenly a lone balloon came back, against the wind, over the trees, across the cemetery till it reached the area where all the people had stood to let the balloons go. It went down, dipped to the ground, and then reversed and flew back again, the way it had come over the trees and away. There was no one else around and we looked to see if we could see any of the people who had been present when the balloons were freed, but my husband and I just looked at each other dumbstruck. He said that if someone had told him what we had just seen, he would not have believed them, but he was as shocked as I was.
There is no explanation for this, the balloon came back, against the wind and went down to the exact spot from where it had been released - spooky!