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‘It was a really pleasant late summer’s day, sunny but not too hot or humid, my wife and I decided to drive to *** Park, Greater Manchester, to take a walk and have a coffee in a nice setting. The water park has a building and facilities and good parking, but is surrounded by farmed fields, easy paths, a few clusters of trees and to one side the Mersey. Away from the water activities it’s a very tranquil setting, with interesting bird life. We were walking along a slightly elevated path between two fields which were cultivated with well-developed cereal crops. The water park was well behind us and to the fore open countryside (in a semi-rural setting). At ninety degrees to the main path, much lesser paths occasionally cut through the crop. At one such lesser path, walking out of the crop but in parallel with myself, at a distance of about ten metres, was a Fairy. He was more purposeful than myself, crossed the minor path and went back into the crop and out of sight. Though I saw him from the corner of my eye, my impression was clear. He was about two to three foot tall, tanned and weathered, balding, aged about sixty (to my impression), [with] a serious aspect and dressed as a Victorian farmer might be, in a dark brown jacket, waistcoat, short boots and trousers gathered at the knee.’ ‘Not as I expected a Fairy to be at all, later reading suggested he might be an Earth Elemental.’ ‘Like a three-foot-tall Victorian farmer.’ ‘I think it was an Earth Elemental.’ ‘A different class of being close to our world, but not of it. I think there are many different types.’ ‘Years later I met the Queen of the Fairies in a dream and paid homage to her. She showed me the house on the sea front which I was to live at (I had never been there) and a glimpse of the Fairy activity on the Promenade (which was bonkers).’