u/ShinyHeadedCook

A quick back story. I have 30 years experience tripping, a lot of acid and mushrooms. This trip happened around 1998 when we were getting some very good acid from some new age people we knew.

As a little boy, my favourite thing to play with was these wooden elephant ornaments my mum had. Carved from wood there were 4 in descending size, painted black and blue. One day one of the smaller elephants just vanished, I lost interest and didn't see or think about them for over 10 years...

One night in 98 we met my friend Poppy, a girl I knew who was into new age stuff, me and my friends were what most people would call chavs, rough young people living rough lives, we spent our time smoking weed heavily, taking acid, snorting speed, but i really liked connecting with these new age people, they sold us the best acid. Purple ohms, pink champagne blotter, microdots. Not the underdosed stuff which became more and more frequent.

This night we did 2 tabs each of blotter with pictures of champagne glasses on... the come up was typical, a bit anxious, full of energy, colours started to brighten, we went walking through local fields and woods, it was early evening and the excitement had us laughing constantly. The beautiful northern england countryside always looked so good on acid, endless rolling green fields, woods where the trees twisted towards the sky seeming to grow as we seemed to shrink

4 hours in and the peak was hitting hard, swirling snake like things writhed in the sky, the night had got dark and fractal shapes and colours formed like cobwebs in front of my eyes. Me and my friends tried to verbalise our thoughts but it came out as utter nonsense that would have us all laughing till it hurt

One of my friends suggested smoking a joint, so we sat in a little clearing in the woods, by moonlight he rolled a joint and asked if anyone had a clipper lighter (we used to use the middle plastic piece to push the joints contents down to make a more satisfying joint). I rummaged round in my pocket as I was sure I had one.

In my pocket I felt something smooth, unfamiliar but familiar at the same time. I pulled it out and it was the little wooden elephant that had gone missing as a child. I had not seen it in over 10 years. Yet here it was, in my hand, as I peaked on acid. My mind was blown. I remember trying to explain it to my friends but nobody got how weird this was.

To this day I do not understand how it was in my pocket! It was still there the next day so it did happen. Sometimes the strangest stuff happens whilst tripping!

Had got reasonably far along buying a house, but on Thursday pulled out due to significant structural issues revealed in the survey. Saturday I've viewed another I really liked, put an offer in.... I'm trying my best not to get my hopes up but I really want to move and I really liked this place. Was on at offers over £115k (this is small town east lancs), I offered £118k. I don't see the point in messing around making silly offers below asking

Really nice young lad about 18 years old. I said are you looking to move here as he told me he had driven from a much nicer town...."no, my dad's buying me a buy to let to start my portfolio"

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I put my offer in upon returning home, knowing I'll be outbid by people with a lot more money than I'll ever have, to turn what would be a nice family home into an extortionate rental