When I was a kid one of my uncles collected military and pop memorabilia. His house was an Aladdin’s cave of cool stuff for a kid like me. Anyhow it rubbed off and I used to buy and read all the military and aircraft magazines including trade ones and Janes defence. This meant that by the age of fifteen I knew my stuff and I knew what aircraft I was looking at in the sky.<br> Anyway, to cut to the chase I got a good pair of binoculars for my fifteenth birthday (I still have them forty years later). I digress. Here in the UK with have a long running astronomy tv show called The Sky at Night. On this programme they showed how to observe the planets in the night sky. So, I started looking at Mars but quickly become bored due to the oscillation with me not having a tripod. <br>Then, a small aircraft came into view, so I started following its movements as it flew into a small cloud bank. I waited for the aircraft to emerge, but nothing happened. This peaked my interest as there was nowhere for the plane to go. Okay so I'm still watching the clouds and out of the clouds came a typical saucer shaped craft. I tracked this to my left as it moved across the night sky. Then something happened. I started to feel fear travel down my spine as I realised what I was seeing. Then as if someone had flicked a switch, I became aware that who or whatever was in that craft knew that I was watching them (telepathy)? The craft then disappeared. Now the next part is less clear it is more of a dream.<br>Now that night or It may have been the next. But I dreamt that two aliens were coming up the stairs to my bedroom while another alien waited outside in the street. I remember thinking. Why is he standing near the streetlight where he would be seen?  Later that year I became sick and after going into hospital I was diagnosed with Crohn's disease. Now I’m not saying those aliens gave it to me. But it seems like a hell of a coincidence. Anyway, I have been interested in the subject of aliens ever since. Two years ago, a had a sort of flashback where I was at the bottom of the stairs with the two aliens and a smaller alien craft was hovering just above the houses. When I see videos like Lex’s. It gets me thinking again and I sometimes wonder if the truth will come out in our lifetimes. I hope it does. But for me that big question, are we alone? Has already been answered. I am now fifty-five years old. But I  remember that night forty years ago vividly.,(reply>), The drummer turned to me one night as we drove home after a gig in the North East. " Did a small 'plane just disappear right in front of us ? " he asked . " Yes " I replied , " It did".