Essex Terror reader David Guy (no relation) sent us this dishevelled page recently, along with the following unpunctuated tale explaining how he came upon it.
“me and my brother were just driving to southend so my brother could pick up a bed that he bought from ebay and we had just got to the darkest loneliest road in the whole of britain, or at least essex, or at least in the part of essex between maldon and southend, and my brother said “do the headlights look a bit dim to you” and i looked at the lights shining on the road and i said “yes” and then instantly the engine failed and the car slowly rolled to a halt and it was like we were in one the rubbishest episode of the x-files ever. we had to push it almost completely into a ditch to get it off the road so no one would crash into us and then we called the RAC and then they towed us home but before they towed us home we stood by the side of the field in the dark for a while and caught on one of the barbs on the barb wire fence was this piece of paper flapping in the wind i thought you would like to see it i think it is yours”
