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This is a very true story, believe it or not, I am not a nutcase, find the little girl in Xativa, Spain. The proof is there

I have thought long and hard about what you are about to read. You may think

I am mad or need help. I can assure you that is not the case.

Here Is My Story:

I was born in 1951 of a poor working class family, I grew up in Tottenham, North London, England. I did not believe in God, nor did I go to Church, nor Sunday School. My family were atheists and still are.

I emigrated to New Zealand when I was twenty years old. I got married and worked, had house built in Whale Bay, Raglan, Waikato District, known as King Country. My marriage ended there, I was twenty five. This was in 1976.

I was alone, no one to turn to except God, whose presence I felt one night as I lay in bed heartbroken. I lived in the wop wops, I had no job, but kept occupied by making crafts and things, keeping busy, seeing some friends. I drew murals on my walls from April to June 1976. I had no idea of their significance when I did them.

The Murals are of:

1. A Sleeping Lady and her Prince, with a 'Star' descending from heaven

(Behind my old house (in above photo) in Whale Bay is Mt. Karioi. It is shaped like a Sleeping Lady of which the mountain is called)

2. Pinocchio and the Whale. Jiminy Cricket also in the painting.

(Only recently I have realised that this mural is similar to Jonah and the Whale).

I made friends with a young man from the Raglan church, he was named 'Paul', he rented a batch at Whale Bay from John and Ilene Robson in November 1976. Paul saw the murals I had painted, he must have known and realised the significance of them. From that day on strange things happened! He worked as a cameraman for TV NZ.

I got a job in Haywrights Department in Hamilton High Street in the underwear and shoe department. During my short time there (22-24 December 1976) some Aussie film scouts (or whatever) made out they were customers. I presume to see me. There were strange 'going on'. I said something to the other girls I worked with, they seemed astonished, they looked at each other and said "she knows". After that I was sacked and a laughing clown appeared in the shop.