Timeslip reports at Bold Street, Liverpool, England.

The following is a story from the mouth of a Merseyside Policeman who inadvertedly travelled back in time when he was off-duty in July of 1996 in Liverpool City Centre's Bold Street area.
Frank, the policeman in question, and his wife, Carol, were in Liverpool one sunny Saturday afternoon shopping. At Central Station, the pair split up; Carol went to Dillons Bookshop to buy a copy of Irvine Welsh's 'Trainspotting'. Frank went to HMV to look for a CD he wanted.Twenty minutes into his short stroll to the music shop, he walked up the incline near the Lyceum Post Office/Café building which leads onto Bold Street intending to meet up with his wife, when he suddenly noticed he had somehow entered an oasis of quietness.
Suddenly, a small boxvan that looked like something out of the 1950's sped across his path, honking its horn as it narrowly missed him. Frank noticed the name on the van's side. 'Caplan's'. When he looked down, the confused policeman looked at his shoes to see he was standing in the road. Frank crossed the road and saw that 'Dillons Book Store' now had 'Cripps' over its entrances. More confused he looked in to see not books, but womens' handbags and shoes.
When he looked around, Frank realised people were dressed like those from the 1940's. Suddenly he spotted a young girl in her early 20's dressed in a lime coloured sleevless top. The handbag she was carrying had a popular brand name on it, which reassured the policeman that maybe he was still partly in 19961. It was a Paradox2, but the policeman was slightly relieved, and he smiled at the girl as she walked past him and entered 'Cripps'.
As he followed her, the whole interior of the building completely changed in a flash to that of Dillons Bookshop of 1996. As she was leaving 'Cripps', Frank lightly grasped the girls' arm to attract attention and said;
'Did you see that?'
She replied;
'Yeah! I thought it was a clothes shop- I was going to look around, But it's a bookshop.'
It has been recently proved that 'Cripps' and 'Caplan's' were actual businesses based in Liverpool during the 1950's.
 
In Liverpool, England there is a street, Bold Street, where there have been numerous reports of time slip events, most of the accounts concerning Bold Street involve witnesses finding themselves in the Liverpool of the 1950s or 60s. A young lady once found herself chatting to a gentleman on a bench while she enjoyed her lunch, thinking that the man was dressed very smartly, albeit very old fashioned for modern times, his suit looked more suited to the 1950s, she was surprised to find that the gentleman had disappeared just after she had turned around for a second to throw her sandwich wrapper in the bin. One man while walking past St Lukes church, near to Bold Street, was astonished to see the church lit up and complete with roof, the church had been pretty much destroyed to rubble during the Liverpool blitz during the war, naturally the man thought that St Lukes had received some extensive renovation, a few days later the man revisiting the street found the church back to how he was normally familiar, derelict.
 
Jun 18 2011
A FEW weeks ago, a 17-year-old girl from Garston named Imogen went to Liverpool City Centre to buy a few things for her older sister Abigail – who had just become a mum.
Imogen was pleasantly surprised to see that a new branch of Mothercare had opened on the corner of Lord Street and Whitechapel, and so she eagerly sauntered into the store, chose a few polka-dot bibs, scratch mitts, a pink velour cardigan, and several other items, all of which were incredibly low-priced.
Imogen imagined the items and accessories were being sold at introductory bargain prices because the store had just opened – until she tried to pay with her credit card.
The girl behind the counter looked at the card with a suspicious expression, then went to a senior member of staff and showed her the card.
The higher-ranking staff-member put on her glasses and squinted closely at the card, shook her head, and handed it back to Imogen.
‘We don’t take those love’, said the spectacled woman behind the counter. Imogen had a small amount of cash on her, and so she put the items back, left the store, and went to Liverpool One.
When she returned at teatime to her Garston home, she told her mum Debbie about the incident at Mothercare – and Debbie said there was no Mothercare on the corner of Lord Street. There used to be, but it moved years ago.
‘Well, it’s back again,’ said Imogen, and her mother disagreed, because she had an account at the HSBC Bank – which stands exactly where the old Mothercare store once stood. Imogen and her mum disagreed that much, they went to town together the next day – and sure enough, there was a bank where the Mothercare store had been 24 hours ago.

Only then did Imogen realise she had experienced something which I have studied and catalogued for many years – a timeslip.
That explained why the credit card had been rejected by the staff and why the prices were so low – they seemed to have dated back to the early 1980s. Bold Street seems to have the highest incidences of time-slippages in the city, and I have been mapping the areas of that street with magnetometers and various other electronic sensors with a view to perhaps inducing one of these timeslips. If I vanish into thin air you’ll know I’ve succeeded.
Timeslips into the future are not as common as the ones that allow travel into the past, but one of the most intriguing ones allegedly took place one Wednesday night in the Queensway Tunnel around 1957, when a 44-year-old businessman named Geoff Kingsley was driving to Birkenhead around 11.45pm.
The tunnel was almost deserted at that time in those days, and Mr Kingsley was alarmed when he saw something approaching from behind at high speed in the wing mirror of his Morris Minor.

It looked like some sleak ultra-modernistic vehicle – triangular with rounded edges – and golden. This futuristic vehicle bulleted past Kingsley’s car at such a phenomenal velocity, the Morris Minor shuddered and was pulled sideways by the sudden air displacement. The suicidal driver of the weird car curved the mercurial vehicle into the wall of the tunnel, leaving skid-marks in his wake.
This car was either ghostly, or the section of the tunnel wall it seemed to vanish into was some sort of high-speed door – but a door to where? Mr Kingsley is but one of about a dozen people who have seen that golden revolutionary car – which will probably come into production in our lifetime.
 
Bold Street GPS coordinates: 53.4032962, -2.9786891

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1 Bold Street, Liverpool, United Kingdom - Google Maps
 
Jun 18 2011
A FEW weeks ago, a 17-year-old girl from Garston named Imogen went to Liverpool City Centre to buy a few things for her older sister Abigail – who had just become a mum.
Imogen was pleasantly surprised to see that a new branch of Mothercare had opened on the corner of Lord Street and Whitechapel, and so she eagerly sauntered into the store, chose a few polka-dot bibs, scratch mitts, a pink velour cardigan, and several other items, all of which were incredibly low-priced.
Imogen imagined the items and accessories were being sold at introductory bargain prices because the store had just opened – until she tried to pay with her credit card.
The girl behind the counter looked at the card with a suspicious expression, then went to a senior member of staff and showed her the card.
The higher-ranking staff-member put on her glasses and squinted closely at the card, shook her head, and handed it back to Imogen.
‘We don’t take those love’, said the spectacled woman behind the counter. Imogen had a small amount of cash on her, and so she put the items back, left the store, and went to Liverpool One.
When she returned at teatime to her Garston home, she told her mum Debbie about the incident at Mothercare – and Debbie said there was no Mothercare on the corner of Lord Street. There used to be, but it moved years ago.
‘Well, it’s back again,’ said Imogen, and her mother disagreed, because she had an account at the HSBC Bank – which stands exactly where the old Mothercare store once stood. Imogen and her mum disagreed that much, they went to town together the next day – and sure enough, there was a bank where the Mothercare store had been 24 hours ago.

Only then did Imogen realise she had experienced something which I have studied and catalogued for many years – a timeslip.
That explained why the credit card had been rejected by the staff and why the prices were so low – they seemed to have dated back to the early 1980s. Bold Street seems to have the highest incidences of time-slippages in the city, and I have been mapping the areas of that street with magnetometers and various other electronic sensors with a view to perhaps inducing one of these timeslips. If I vanish into thin air you’ll know I’ve succeeded.
Timeslips into the future are not as common as the ones that allow travel into the past, but one of the most intriguing ones allegedly took place one Wednesday night in the Queensway Tunnel around 1957, when a 44-year-old businessman named Geoff Kingsley was driving to Birkenhead around 11.45pm.
The tunnel was almost deserted at that time in those days, and Mr Kingsley was alarmed when he saw something approaching from behind at high speed in the wing mirror of his Morris Minor.

It looked like some sleak ultra-modernistic vehicle – triangular with rounded edges – and golden. This futuristic vehicle bulleted past Kingsley’s car at such a phenomenal velocity, the Morris Minor shuddered and was pulled sideways by the sudden air displacement. The suicidal driver of the weird car curved the mercurial vehicle into the wall of the tunnel, leaving skid-marks in his wake.
This car was either ghostly, or the section of the tunnel wall it seemed to vanish into was some sort of high-speed door – but a door to where? Mr Kingsley is but one of about a dozen people who have seen that golden revolutionary car – which will probably come into production in our lifetime.


I have been following reports of the Liverpool timeslips now for years and have heard of lots of reports.We decided to visit liverpool a few years back and there is defo something strange about certain parts.Armed with a compass we crossed the road to the square on bold street beside the station and I stood near a postbox where the compass went crazy! the air and sound seemed to be muted and unreal(next year we visited same place and there was no sign of postbox or any evidence that there was one ever there.) Same thing happend when we saw a nice mexican restaurant which was there one day and then no where to be seen the next day. One weird place!!
 
What if it is just ghosts.Was there any missing persons associated with this area?Or just maybe a very small wormhole is enlarging and then snrinking again.The question is what is causing it.
 
What if it is just ghosts.Was there any missing persons associated with this area?Or just maybe a very small wormhole is enlarging and then snrinking again.The question is what is causing it.
Just ghosts? I'd hate to burst your bubble, but time travel is far more likely to be real than ghosts, even if both are pretty out there.
 
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