A good friend of my once "partner Ann", who's name is
Carol and love watching her local rugby team and drinking beer every weekend is the person that I'm writing this about. Carol is so far away as you can imagine to be a strange occult figure,
reality is RUGBY & BEER and the local club. 
One very ordinary nice warm sunny day three of us were at Ann's house and the conversation turned to Carol's childhood came up, she lived on the main street in an ordinary old terraced house with her parents. From about infant school age both girls became good friends, for the next twenty years or so, yet there was always a strange quietness to Carol as if she didn't fit it. Over time it was revealed that Carol spoke of other children on her street and near the shops who nobody else knew of, she knew their names and could clearly describe their clothes and things they were playing with. At first her family became worried thinking their only child had metal issues, but some very old people in the area heard about Carol and remembered many of the names, which were of old people when they were young. After she got a bit older Carol could clearly describe the original internal layout of long demolished shops and some names of the shops, which was even before Carol's parents time. This continued for most of her childhood seeing odd things, but it really frightened her family and she was told never to talk about it ever again, but Carol often told Ann of thing she still saw as a normal part of her life around then both almost daily.
Before I knew any of this, due to they agreed not to tell me anything regarding Carol's abilities, other than her love of rugby & beer. I stayed regularly in Ann's terrace old house at weekends, which was a lovely warm two bedroomed place, with every room painted white. There was one sitting room downstairs with nice modern furniture and across the back of the room a large radiator, next to a really comfortable chair in the corner. In that chair is where it all started and I got involved in a strange reasoning why it was nearly always cold sitting in the chair anytime of the year even with the radiator hot.
Not long after Ann moved in and modernised it from top to bottom, Carol whilst enjoying the sunshine through the sitting room window, with tea & sandwiches Carol calmly said "
That all off the time we have been talking there is an elderly couple called Kerry & Dot in the comer and they told her they were really happy to know you are living here" which apparently freaked Ann out it's somewhat, even giving Ann a description of how they looked. There was yet another twist to the strange happening, a few months after as Ann was chatting to a group of various aged people from along the street in the church hall. Someone said
"It was lovely to see young lady moving, especially to Dot's house after her husband Kerry had died". Ann at that point went cold all over, but said nothing. As it was totally unexpected to hear those names again and Carol lived about five miles away so certainly had no connection the the area.
Finally it was truly a really lovely old place and we had many great times and parties there for many years, I tried many things to improve the temperature of that corner without success being an engineer it irritated me as I had to kept trying
SO CAN ANYONE EXPLAIN THIS AWAY LOGICALLY, AS IT'S BEEN FIRMLY IMPLANTED ON MY BRAIN FOR TOO LONG 
