My encounters with a tall, dark-clad
alien figure in Farnborough, Hants:
by Hilary Porter
A rarely covered true story that has strong connections with the 1980
High Hurlands, Liphook, Hampshire,
UFO and alien visitation case
[Please scroll down this page for the full story and important links]
In one way or another, I have been involved with UFOs and the
Paranormal from an early age; since babyhood in all probability,
considering how my Christening photos
show a phantom visitor standing between my father and my Godmother –
with myself, (the baby) staring directly at this ghostly apparition!…
…pictures which have been analyzed by experts, yet even they could not
provide any logical explanation for such strange images.
Originally taken in 1946, these photos were examined in more recent
years by a photographer working for the Daily Mirror newspaper; this
guy is a true professional, and still prefers to use old-school film
cameras rather than digital, and he develops all of his own pictures in
the traditional way; he concluded that my images were not the result of
double exposure or chemical runs caused during processing, (as skeptics
might try to dismiss them as) neither are they tricks of the light or
anything similar; they are genuine, untouched and unexplainable.
Yet it wasn’t until the early spring of 1980, when it really hit me as
to the true extent of my other-worldly visitations!
The time was about 7.30pm, and I had just put our little daughter to
bed; her name is Sally and she suffers from severe autism, so as the
reader can imagine, I was now ready for a good rest myself; but, just
as I was about to enter my lounge to switch on the television I had the
shock of my life; nothing could have prepared me for what was about to
No sooner than I had opened the lounge door, I suddenly noticed a big
figure standing there outside, practically pressed right up against my
Naturally, I was petrified, but also I wondered to myself how could he
have got in? as we have high wooden fencing and bushes ¾ of the way
round, and link wire fence divided gardens on the other side; then my
thoughts turned to calling the police.
This intruder was of absolutely huge stature, which I judged to be no
less than 6ft 7ins high, (probably even slightly more than that) so
tall in fact, that he was bending his head down into the fanlight
window to peer into my room!
I looked-on startled, terrified and yet outraged at the cheek of
whoever/whatever this might have been.
As I stared, I could see that the uninvited visitor was dressed in
black from top to bottom, and had a helmet-type of head-covering with
something like a large black visor on it; yet this ‘helmet’ seemed to
blend into the suit somehow; it was very weird, almost as if it was an
all-in-one suit of some kind.
Above: Witness drawing of encounter; please click
image to enlarge
Above: Comparison; please click image
I froze to the spot, thinking to
myself that either this is an extremely tall person, or as my heart
told me, it’s something not of this earth; then I thought ‘don’t blow
this Hil’, ‘take in everything you are experiencing’, ‘stay as calm as
you can and observe as much as you can, it’s important for your
At this point the visitor raised his right hand.
For some reason, I did the same and raised my right hand as if in reply.
Next, this “being” suddenly moved, but without walking, (it was more
like a sliding or floating action), …zooming backwards, (a good 5ft
back) and up to my garden wall.
Then the figure moved up on to the garden steps at least another 5ft to
his left, …again without walking, as I didn’t notice any legs and the
movements were truly super-humanly fast.
Because of his huge stature he blocked out most of the view of my
neighbors’ greenhouse and shed, and I noticed as ‘he’ stood there that
the sunlight was making a sheen on ‘his’ suit, but I had never seen
anything quite like ‘he’ was ‘wearing’ before; nearest description
would be a cross between a black space suit and a welders overalls.
Then to my shock, the visitor quickly vanished right before my eyes!
I rapidly shut the curtains and began writing all that I had just
experienced in my log book: Yet, rather than frighten me-off the whole
subject of UFOs and aliens, once I had recovered, this encounter served
to strengthen my interest further.
With the help of the UFO Info Exchange Library in Trowbridge,
Wiltshire, (of which I was a member at that time) I had already set up
a special UFO telephone hotline for others to report sightings to me…
…and 3 months after my man in black experience, I had a phone call from
two nurses at High Hurlands Hospital, Liphook, Hampshire.
It was on a Sunday evening in July, time 9.45pm.
The hospital sisters were so upset and distraught that they actually
couldn’t speak much at first; but in between all of their crying I
managed to reassure them – and told them to take as long as they wanted.
Gradually they calmed down and started to relate exactly what was going
on; they said that there had been many incidents where an unidentified,
circular, humming craft with
multi-coloured lights on it had
hovered above their hospital and over the grounds nearby.
Apparently they had observed it’s movements very well, and told me how
the object always came from the Guildford direction then moved away
southerly, towards the Portsmouth area; but they went on to say things
have got much worse now.
Just and hour or so before they phoned me, the craft had actually
Others in the staffing quarters at the bottom of the hill, had heard
the humming of the craft and rushed out to have a look; they saw it
hanging in the sky, and then suddenly it began to descend; at this
point, the craft turned its lights off completely.
With the craft having touched
down in a field behind the apple orchard, one of the nurses went back
inside and grabbed her camera and
took several pictures; but because it was dark, the object distant and
the camera only
a very basic Instamatic-type, the images were useless… nothing came
staff coming off,
and going on duty from the wards had reported seeing a large black figure rushing past
their windows and doors.
‘The whole place has been put into a lock-down situation’, they told me.
As with my own encounter, they said that the being doesn’t walk but
just “moves at incredible speed”… zooming across long distances, such
as up and down between the Hospital’s apple orchard and buildings in
the blink of an eye… which would normally take a person about 20
minutes to cover.
Staff began phoning from the nursing quarters up to the main part of
the hospital to warn them that the black figure was heading their way,
This “being” had started “coming right up to the windows of the wards;
and we have handicapped, sick children to care for, so we are having to
put the blinds down as it’s scaring the life out of these little ones.”
The nurses were so hysterical – I was barely able to get a word in
edgeways at times; this, added to the fact that they were calling from
a pay phone, (presumably located within their hospital) meant our
conversation was very hurried and I didn’t have the opportunity to tell
them one of the most important things of all; that their description of
the visitor in black exactly matched my own close encounter
observations just 3 months before; or the remarkable coincidence that
my daughter Sally is also a special needs child… just like the
children at High Hurlands.
I was taken aback by everything I had been told; then they begged me to
go straight down to Liphook to investigate, but I explained that I had
a small daughter to look after. I was on my own and couldn’t leave her,
as she was also handicapped.
The nurses understood and I said that I would try and get help for them
from another researcher, *Mr Omar Fowler, (an ex-RAF chap, turned UFO
investigator) who lived near-by; and so I contacted him. [*Omar
have been my first choice though; but there was no one else locally
I could have called on for the task, so I could see no other
alternative; quite frankly, from previous dealings with him I found the
very aloof, cold and quite disbelieving; so-much-so that I didn’t even
tell him about my own remarkable encounter… his loss!]
As I waited for a call back, I thought hard on this situation; maybe
those who are carers and nurses are being monitored by the aliens;
perhaps these “beings” are studying the loving, caring side of
humanity; or is it the handicapped children they are interested in?
it’s funny the things that go across your mind,
especially in a time of crisis.
Anyway, Omar Fowler phoned me back and agreed to take the hospital case
on; and so I left it in his very ‘capable’ hands.
I didn’t hear any more about that case until months later when Omar
published his report (click
here for a PDF of the FULL story)
seemed to go quiet for a while, then, one rainy evening, in late
November 82, the alien/paranormal visitor came to our house again! And
time I had a witness, my friend Beverly who was playing with my
the alcove to the side of the curtains putting a record on the
radiogram, and my daughter was lying on
the floor watching the TV.
there were several loud bangs on the window pain, and my friend stepped
to see who on earth this could it be.
time I was totally unaware of what had just happened as I was cooking the evening
meal, when suddenly my friend came rushing towards me, arms
she said, as she buried her head into my shoulder shaking and crying,
prowler, …but he’s gone now”. “He was very tall, dressed in black and
he started banging on the window maybe to attract Sally’s attention;
“he didn’t know I was behind the curtains, and I think I must have
given him a bit of a shock, …because when he saw me he went off.”
that ‘it’ was dressed all in
black with a helmet on
and a huge black gauntlet-covered hand.
Above: Witness drawing; please
click image to enlarge
friend insisted I phone the police, so to keep her happy I
did, and they said they would
keep a watch on things around there…
At no time could I
reveal what really took place, as the police would have thought us both
I never heard from, or
was able to contact, or trace the nurses at High Hurlands again;
whether Omar had something to them, whether they were warned off, or
had moved on – or were simply too scared to discuss the matter anymore,
don’t know: All I do know is that despite the passing of several
decades, whenever I’m in my lounge, I sit with the curtains
open in the evening, wondering whether the being in black might return
The above experiences have strong similarities with yet another case,
where a large black alien entity was encountered in Bradford, UK, way
back in 1955.
Hilary Ann Porter