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The Truth in the Light – Dr Peter Fenwick and Elizabeth Fenwick

When I was 7 years old, I had measles and was very ill at home in bed.  How long I lay there I don’t know, but what I do know – and every word of this is true – is that I was in a lane where there were very high ornamental golden gates.  Inside was the most beautiful garden, no lawn, path or anything else, but flowers of every kind.  Those that attracted me most were Madonna lilies, delphiniums and roses, but there were  many many more.

 I thought how I would love to go in.  I pushed the gates and they gave way to my push, but try as I might I could not get in; there was something behind me on both sides which seemed to be stopping me from going in.  I was so upset at not being able to get in, but in the end I gave up trying.

I opened my eyes and saw my mother and father kneeling either side of my bed, crying like babies.  Mother looked at me and almost shouted ‘Look Charlie!’