Paranormal

[Cloverjo]

Do you believe this ludicrous description of Gloria Hunniford’s “guardian angel”?
Surely no one would leave their passports and precious things with a stranger with no idea of where she lived or how to get the things back?
Source:
https://www.you.co.uk/gloria-hunniford-my-daughter-my-guardian-angel/

“I opened my eyes to see Stephen’s head [Gloria’s husband]against the windscreen. There was blood on his face as well as coming from his ear. I thought, ‘Oh my God, I’ve killed him.’ It was shocking. Ambulances and police cars started arriving then, suddenly, this long blonde haired girl came out of the crowd. In perfect English she said to me, ‘Would you like me to look after your things?’ We had personal belongings, passports and all sorts but I said, ‘Yes please.’ We left them with her and went to the hospital. Thankfully Stephen was not seriously injured.

We didn’t know where we were but we found a hotel and the next morning we went to a café in the square for some breakfast. The girl from the crash scene appeared at our table and said, ‘Would you like me to take you to your car?’

We had been in such a state of shock we didn’t know where our car was – we were just so grateful to be alive. We had thought the car had been moved by the police but didn’t have a clue where to start looking. She drove us to a garage about 4km away where we found our car and all our precious belongings.

We thanked her then she said goodbye and drove off. Later, when we had calmed down, I felt terrible that I didn’t say a proper thank you – she had been so kind. I bought her flowers and we went back to the café where, I assumed, she was a waitress. But she wasn’t there and, to our amazement, the owner had no idea who I was talking about when I described her. We didn’t know her name and no one in the tiny French village knew who she was.

I believe she was a guardian angel on Earth looking out for us. When I talk about it I still get goosebumps and shivers up my back. I think she was sent to us when we really needed it.”

What nonsense. IMO

[Theland]

So like some celebs for example, are any of you, "Spiritual?"

[Deskdiary]

"LB, they [white feathers] might have been from your deceased relatives or they might have just fallen from a bird. Who knows?"

The choice seems to be the feathers came from the angel wings of a dead relative....or a bird.

You ask who knows? I'm happy to answer that question - I know with 100% certainty that the feathers were not from a dead relative because, put simply, that's just mental.

[andy-hughes]

I would suggest that any exposure to white feathers depends entirely on the propensity of birds with white feathers to populate the area.

Where I live, there are no gulls, and few pigeons, so I may see a white feather maybe once a year, if that.

[AuntPollyGrey]

When my cat died we found a white feather in the middle of the living room. I'd never seen any white feathers around the house at all, ever. Then one turned up where she used to sit in the back yard and another on my bed. This happened over the course of about a week.
As for Gloria - I reckon the lady was probably a plain clothes police officer and maybe Gloria was told this at the time but shock made her forget. I don't think its a deliberate lie. For those people who accuse Gloria of 'going on about' her daughters death too much - well shame on you. Talking about departed loved ones brings them closer.

[andy-hughes]

I am happy to concede that talking about loved ones is valuable and therapeutic.
But that's a long way from parlaying your loss into a career move, where you shoehorn it into all and every conversation on television when you are there to listen to others talk about other things.
When those things include a far more recent loss, as when Linda Bellingham's husband appeared on Loose Women, there was an indecently short interval before GH chimed in with "When we lost ..." and off she went again, making it all about her.
The loss of a child is a tragedy- the need to make it the subject of television or magazine content at every opportunity, even when none exists, is inappropriate.