12th October, 1989.

Entity: (The entity coughed before speaking) Please forgive me for intruding on you like this. I have been looking for someone to introduce me but the person who brought me seems to have left. (More coughing) Excuse me. I may seem awfully rude to you -

Guy: You are welcome.

Entity: I do not mean to intrude so unexpectedly without introduction. I really do beg your pardon but I am not certain what has happened.

Pat: Well, introduce yourself.

Entity: Oh, dear. (cough) I really don't understand this but really at the moment all I remember is Alice.

Pat: Are you Alice?

Alice: Yes.

Pat: Hallo, Alice.

Alice: And who might you be? (Alice spoke in an extremely ladylike manner.)

Pat: I'm Patricia. How do you do. (Responding in a similar fashion to Alice's style of speech.)

Alice: How do you do, Patricia. Perhaps you would be kind enough to do the honours for me.

Pat: Alice, I would like you to meet Jacqui, and Angie,

Alice: How do you do.

Pat: And Therese.

Alice: Therese. How do you do?

Therese: How do you do?

Pat: And the gentleman is Guy.

Guy: How do you do?

Alice: Good evening Guy. I really don't understand what is going on. Did I perhaps faint, or something?

Pat: No-oo.

Alice: I really don't remember coming here. It's all most strange.

Guy: What is the last thing you do remember?

Alice: (Coughs again) I really have such a cough. It has caused me some considerable trouble. (Coughing again) The last thing I seem to remember is having this dreadful coughing fit. Most undignified. I do beg your pardon.

Pat: I think you may have died when you had your last coughing fit. You choked because you couldn't breathe properly.

Alice: Oh no. Look my dear. Let us be sensible please. How could I possibly have died?

Pat: Well, one dies when one can't breathe.

Alice: But here I am sitting and talking to you. Please let us be logical.

Pat: Well, Alice, the logic in it is this. It may be very hard for you to believe, but a part of you lives on after your body dies. And that part is your true essence - the part that you know as "I". And your "I" or soul as we call it, has been wondering, lost, and now your guides and helpers who have been trying to contact you, have brought you here, largely to use the body of this medium to talk to us so that we can explain this to you and help you, because we would hate you to go on suffering from this terrible cough.

Alice: There is just one flaw in your logic, my dear.

Pat: What's that?

Alice: I do not remember dying.

Pat: That's quite normal.

Therese: Perhaps we can put it in a different way. You left your body and life in you, by itself, is Alice, which goes on. You are alive.

Pat: You see, dying doesn't have to be painful. It can be quite unnoticed because the real you merely passes out of the body. And because you are - perhaps you were involved in something at the time, such as your coughing, you didn't quite notice departing from your body.

Alice: (with great dignity) But my dear, one does not die while eating lunch at the Ritz, does one?

Pat: I agree that that's not the done thing.

Alice: Exactly.

Pat: What were you having for lunch?

Guy: Unless you had a heart attack or something.

Alice: I was sitting there eating the best lemon sole I had ever tasted in my life, and yet to come was Creme Caramel.

Pat: What a waste of a good lunch.

Alice: (Sternly) I fear you are being facetious.

Pat: I wish I was Alice. But quite truthful instead.

Guy: Do you remember eating the caramel.

Alice: No. That is true, but I presume I was brought here to recover from my coughing, and instead you are plaguing me with all this talk - this nonsense - about having died.

Angie: Did a bone get caught in your throat? A fish bone?

Alice: I really am not quite sure what caused the coughing, but that does seem to me to be quite logical. I see, you are talking some sense. I have come here simply to recover from a fish bone that was lodged in my throat.

Guy: Would you carefully examine your body. Is it the same as you remember your body to be. It is a women's body, true, but you will find that it is not quite like your body was.

Alice: How could a body change? Of course it is my body.

Guy: Just test it out for yourself.

Therese: Do you remember what you wore? Was it a long skirt?

Guy: Clothes have changed.

Alice: Certainly.

Therese: What colour was it?

Alice: It was the best grey silk.

Therese: Perhaps you would care to look now, it is not a grey silk, it is a coloured skirt.

Pat: And it is definitely not silk in texture.

Alice: I guess, someone had to change my clothes.

Pat: Not at all. This is not a hospital.

Alice: That raises the problem of what is it then.

Pat: Its a meeting of interested people who meditate, that is, sit quietly, and welcome people, such as yourself, who have passed on, out of their bodies and do not recall it, and therefore wander unknowing, looking for guidance. We hope to help you realise what your new situation is.

Alice: My dear, (very imperiously) I have NEVER wandered, needing guidance.

Pat: There is always a first time Alice.

Alice: I have ALWAYS known exactly where I was going.

Pat: Do you know now where you are?

Alice: Obviously, I am in some back room at the Ritz.

Pat: I'm afraid that's not so, we haven't been eating lemon sole for lunch. We don't have creme caramel still to come. This isn't quite the Ritz.

Guy: You are in Australia, Canberra.

Pat: Its a private residence.

Alice: I do not remember intending to come to Australia.

Guy: How did you get here then? Because that is where you are. The year is 1989.

Alice: Ha! You slipped there. Obviously you have kidnapped me.

Pat: We do not have any foul thoughts about yourself, your body or anything of that nature.

Alice: You are obviously deluding me for some nefarious ends. I assure you I intend to take stern measures against you. I demand, that you release me immediately.

Pat: Where would you like to go, Alice?

Alice: Naturally back to my home in Knightsbridge

Pat: In Knightsbridge? We are a long way from Knightsbridge. Australia is called down-under and its the other side of the world.

Alice: Now, how could I possibly get THERE?

Pat: By passing out of your body into your spirit form - that which we call a soul - it will become you, you can be anywhere, be anything. And you happen to be in Australia, in Canberra the capital, in a private home. And you are currently, temporarily, occupying the body of a medium who has allowed you to do that so that we could try to assist you in this matter.

Alice: I have nothing whatsoever to do with these peculiar people.

Pat: But you are having something to do with them at the moment since you are temporarily occupying her body.

Alice: Now if you insist that I am in "Orstralia" (her pronunciation) prove it.

Pat: Can you see your surroundings Alice?

Alice: Yes.

Pat: Does anything here resemble England or the Ritz.

Alice: It could possibly be a private sitting room at the Ritz. (General laughter) Well, such rooms are provided for servants.

Pat: I see. Right. What do we have that is Australiana. Do they have pets, the servants that is?

Guy: They are upstairs.

Jacqui: What time of year was it in London, Alice? It may seem a silly question but it may help.

Alice: It was Autumn.

Jacqui: Here it is spring time and we have the fire on.

Alice: We would have the fire on sometimes in London in the autumn.

Guy: You are in a body that wasn't yours, how would you react to that? Examine the body carefully and you will find some differences I am sure. Don't believe me, check it. What about the watch, the rings, are they anything like yours? Is the body build like yours. This lady is a very small thin lady, were you like that? Were you a larger lady or were you a smaller thin person?

Pat: Was your hair straight and shoulder length?

Guy: Examine the face, does it feel like your face?

Pat: What do you think Alice? We are not trying to delude you.

Guy: If it is not your body, something funny's is going on. How could you get in another person's body?

Pat: That is logical.

Guy: Examine all parts of the body - you should be familiar with yours. The teeth, for instance. Are the teeth you now have the same as your teeth? (Pause as she considered the differences.) Well, what does it feel like? (Pause)

Therese: (Gently) Give us an answer, Alice, please.

Guy: It may be a bit of a shock.

Therese: I am certain of it.

Pat: Don't be frightened

Guy: There is nothing to be frightened of. You aren't dead. You never will die. Some people who care for you very much brought you here so you can finally understand what has happened to you.

Pat: And you will be able to meet people, your relatives and friends who died before you.

Guy: They might be here right now, if you look.

Pat: Can you see them?

Guy: May be your parents or somebody else who passed over before you.

Alice: Now, there is all sorts of nonsense being talked.

Pat: When?

Alice: Over the past few years. I am obviously having a dream.

Pat: Are you referring to Mrs. Blavatsky and that ilk?

Alice: Well, she certainly did have some strange name. I never did have much time for her myself.

Pat: She had quite a lot of new ideas didn't she?

Alice: (disdainfully) Oh, she has really been stirring things up.

Guy: Did she live at the same time as you? Who was on the throne of England when you died? Who was the ruling monarch?

Alice: George.

Guy: George, that goes back to 'forty-five. So you have been dead more than forty years.

Alice: (almost sulkily) What do you mean - forty-five?

Guy: King George the Sixth - is that the king who stuttered a bit?

Alice: Stuttered? A king stuttered? (Incredulously)

Guy: It must be George the fifth, before him

Pat: What year is it, Alice?

Guy: Do you remember the first world war, the big war?

Alice: Yes. Everybody would remember that.

Guy: But we have had another big war. Do you remember that?

Alice: From when are you counting?

Guy: Well, the first one ended in 1918 -

Alice: You mean - the Great War?

Guy: The Great War, we call it the first war because we had a second one after that.

Pat: It was even greater.

Guy: Worse than the first. You might not believe it, but it was. Now, your king, George the Fifth, died about 1937-36. His son, the Prince of Wales, Edward, never became king, he abdicated. Do you remember that?

Alice: No Prince would abdicate from the English throne.

Guy: Well, he did. He married a divorced woman.

Alice: (firmly) Now you are back to talking nonsense again. The royal family know their duty. They do it.

Guy: So our clock stops about 'thirty-five.

Angie: You said that you ate lemon sole, what year is it?

Alice: Nineteen-twenty-two of course.

Pat: Alice, they had motor cars then, didn't they?

Alice: There were certainly a few around.

Pat: Well, we now have aeroplanes that fly around the world. And we have a thing called an atom bomb which one bomb can destroy massive great cities. You see the second world war which we were talking about ended when America dropped two atomic bombs on Japan one of the countries that was at war in an alliance with Germany. You see, Germany went to war again under Hitler, and great harm was done. Things have come a long way since 1922, we have a thing called television, even in colour. Its quite amazing you can even see pictures, the news, from all around the world, in colour, on this box, called television.

Alice: No. You are romancing again, my dear.

Pat: I wish I was.

Jacqui: Alice, you mentioned earlier that people were saying some strange things and you began thinking about strange things. What sort of strange things did you mean?

Alice: Ah, hardly worthy of mention. They were going on about how they had lived before - can you imagine anything more ridiculous!

Jacqui: It seems rather outlandish to you and a lot of people.

Alice: Naturally, any sensible person could see that couldn't possibly be.

Pat: Why do you say that, Alice?

Alice: Because we do not remember.

Pat: But you do not remember what happened after the bone got stuck in your throat. Not even the creme caramel.

Alice: There has hardly been time for anything to have happened since, has there?

Guy: But more than sixty years have gone.

Pat: Yes and we have lived a lot since then.

Alice: How do I know that sixty years have gone?

Guy: Sixty-seven to be exact.

Pat: Well Alice, I was born in 1952 and I am 37 years old this year.

Alice: No lady reveals her age.

Pat: Well, I made sure the gentleman didn't listen.

Alice: How do I know you were born in 1952?

Pat: That's a difficult one.

Therese: Are you seeing people around you?

Alice: Well, I see - you people - five of you.

Pat: Is there no-one else here, Alice?

Alice: Nooo. There's this room and five people in it.

Therese: And do you see the light in the room?

Alice: There are two lights, obviously you shaded these lights while I was sick, you didn't wish to startle me with bright lights.

Jacqui: You are right, we don't wish to startle you, we wish to help you.

Pat: How's your throat feeling now?

Alice: It is much improved. Much improved.

Guy: How can we convince you that you have in face passed over to the other side? That you are now a spirit. You have come into the body. We asked you to check the body very carefully. You did not actually answer whether you actually recognised you body or whether you found some differences.

Alice: It certainly felt different.

Guy: How could that be? You are logical, how could that be?

Alice: Obviously, I'm having a dream.

Pat: Could you have a dream while choking over a bone in a lemon sole at the Ritz? That would be very unusual to say the least. I don't think you are hallucinating. Would your body change so drastically in such a short time.

Alice: In a dream it could.

Pat: True. But at the Ritz, at lunch-time?

Guy: You wouldn't fall asleep at your lunch.

Alice: Obviously, I was brought here to recover from my coughing fit about the bone.

Pat: Well, if that's the case, how has your body changed?

Alice: Well, like I said, it must be a dream. Perhaps I fainted and this is all taking place in my faint. They say when you have that dreadful gas at the dentist you can have hours of impressions go through your mind in the few seconds you are under.

Pat: Give yourself a pinch just to make such.

Alice: But if I give myself a dream pinch with a dream finger and a dream thumb it will not prove anything will it?

Guy: That's right enough.

Therese: Perhaps you wouldn't feel it, but just pinch yourself now. Do you feel it?

Alice: (rather exasperated) You are the strangest people. Of course I feel it.

Pat: What about your changed clothing and your lack of jewellery. You know you always wear your jewellery when you go out.

Alice: Naturally.

Pat: And in a dream you would still wear jewellery.

Alice: Not necessarily. Dreams are such peculiar things. The strangest things happen in dreams.

Pat: All right, well, if the strangest things happen in dreams, Alice, just imagine who would you like to meet of your dearly departed relatives and friends, if you were dreaming and had the chance to?

Alice: (with feeling) Few of them. After the way they behaved after dear papa's death.

Pat: Would you like to meet dear papa?

Alice: Hardly after the way dear papa behaved.

Pat: Who did you have in mind then?

Alice: There was a very dear nanny.

Pat: Well,

Alice: Nanny Brooks. She was a dear lady. A very dear lady.

Guy: Well, if you call her she might arrive.

Alice: Now, how could I call Nanny Brooks, she has been dead these last twenty years.

Pat: But if you are dreaming Alice, anything is possible. Give it a try.

Guy: All the family are departed by now.

Pat: But Nanny is the person to meet, she is a dear friend.

Alice: A very dear lady.

Pat: Well, put her in your dream.

Alice: But I have no need for a nanny.

Pat: No, not for a nanny. But you would like to meet her again, wouldn't you?

Jacqui: She may like to meet you too.

Guy: Just imagine, if you are really a soul which lives on after your body has died, Nanny is also living after her body has died. And you could come together again, and she will explain everything to you.

Alice: Well, if we live on after our death, do we not spend our time praising God? I am quite obviously not praising God at this moment.

Guy: Not necessarily.

Pat: Just imagine, if you were praising God the whole time you would get bored.

Alice: (indignantly) No you don't! You are so taken with praising the Lord, how can it possibly be boring?

Pat: If you don't remember if you have died or not how would you know when you have to start praising God?

Alice: Because it happens automatically.

Pat: But if you're dreaming you wouldn't be praising God would you?

Alice: No.

Pat: And if you're dreaming you can imagine nanny.

Alice: But why should I?

Pat: Because you want to meet her. I am sure she would be delighted to meet you again.

Alice: But if she has died how can I interrupt her praising the Lord?

Pat: But you have no proof that she is praising the Lord.

Alice: But what else does one do?

Guy: There are lots of things you can do, lots of things you can find out, there are worlds and worlds open to you, different from the one we live in.

Alice: There is only one world. That is quite plain.

Pat: Haven't you heard of the universe?

Alice: True. But those are only stars.

Guy: In this time since you have sort of, lets say, stopped your lunch, don't you have any memory at all, of doing anything, of talking to anybody, or seeing something? Surely this is not the first dream you have had since then, you must have had others.

Alice: There was someone sort of hitting my back.

Pat: To dislodge the bone?

Alice: One presumes that was it.

Guy: And, after that, nothing.

Alice: There was a sort of jumble but I couldn't make sense out of it. I decided to stay with what I knew and understood.

Guy: Well, can we try this experiment which sometimes succeeds when others don't. You don't think we are cheating you or trying to mislead you, so we will try to send you certain thoughts. We will try to send you love and you might be able to see what is really happening.

Alice: You are not one of those Blavatsky types, are you?

Guy: No. I am not one of the Blavatsky types. But we shall try to send our thoughts to you and see if you can feel better or try to open up afterwards.

Alice: You are certainly talking some of the mumbo jumbo that I have read her say.

Guy: Yes, perhaps something similar.

Pat: But anything is possible in a dream Alice. Would you let us try?

Alice: (suspiciously) What sort of thoughts are you going to send?

Pat: The best and nicest - love.

Alice: Mm.

Therese: Real love. So you may realise you have left your body and are in the so-called real world.

Pat: We are not trying to delude you, but to help. Why don't we try this experiment? Would you agree to that?

Alice: Well, I don't know. You are the strangest people.

Guy: Did you have any children?

Alice: Of course.

Guy: What kind of children do you have?

Alice: Human children.

Guy: No, I mean, boy girl, how many?

Alice: I have two.

Guy: Boy and a girl?

Alice: Yes. A son and heir.

Pat: What is his name?

Alice: Jonathan. Jonathan, Arthur, George - for the king you understand.

Guy: How old were they when you passed - sorry - when you had your lunch?

Alice: Jonathan, he was - let me see,- Jonathan is ten. Mary, she is seven.

Guy: Ten and seven, they could possibly still be alive.

Pat: Did they have lunch with you?

Alice: Certainly not, one does not take children to lunch at the Ritz. They were at home with their nanny.

Pat: How about this experiment, Alice? Are you for or against it?

Alice: Well, I am not used to laying myself open to experimentation. One usually knows what is what.

Pat: True, but one has to branch out at times.

Therese: A sense of adventure.

Guy: You must admit that there is something strange. The body doesn't feel like your body - do you agree to that?

Alice: Yes, but I have explained that to you.

Guy: You think you might be dreaming, so the dream body is also quite different. Yes, it is very hard to refute that kind of argument.

Therese: Can you remember that somebody talked to you before we talked to you now?

Alice: There was the strangest battle going on. I decided that the best thing to do was to ignore it and maintain one's dignity.

Therese: That's understandable.

Alice: I am sure YOU understand about maintaining one's dignity.

Therese: Oh yes, certainly.

Alice: ESPECIALLY in the midst of chaos.

Therese: Very correct.

Alice: I thought YOU would understand.

Therese: But now let us go back to my question. Could you make out anything of that babble that went on and you refused to listen?

Alice: It was all such a jumble.

Therese: You can remember something then? It would be very helpful.

Guy: You should be seeing some people here, either children, papa or mama, or some other friends, they should be here by now. Look carefully round, Alice.

Alice: They would hardly come to me.

Guy: Parents love their children ...

Alice: Children don't, do they?

Therese: Loving parents do. I am certain your children want you.

Alice: But parents don't mix with their children - that's what nannies are for.

Therese: Then call upon nanny - I'm certain nanny Brooks is there now. Can't you see her? I think she is standing there in the corner, she is waving to you Alice.

Alice: She waved when we went away. (Sadly now)

Pat: Why did you go away?

Alice: On our honeymoon.

Guy: What about your husband?

Alice: Him? (Rather scornfully)

Guy: Seems there was no relationship.

Alice: (quietly) Dear Nanny Brooks. She always had hot milk at bedtime. I used to like bed-time in the nursery. The two of us together. Hot milk and a biscuit... we would sit by the fire. (rather distantly) Hot milk and biscuits... (In this quiet mood of reminiscence she slipped away to her Nanny Brooks.)

Then Verna came through.

Guy: We didn't do very well tonight, Verna. We just couldn't do anything with her.

Pat: She was gorgeous.

Verna: On the contrary, thanks to our dear friend. Thinking about her nanny and the sending of love is a very effective thing to do. It really was the only thing you could do with her. She had grown up in sort of, very strict, very cold household and virtually the only person in her life who had shown love was her Nanny. So when you were able to get her to talk about her Nanny, she started thinking about her, and Nanny brought her hot milk and biscuits.

Guy: She came here?

Verna: Yes. And with sending her love also helped her to remember those pleasant times with her Nanny when she experienced real love. And so, at last we were able to break down this rigidity which she had had in life and carried over with her. At the moment we are leaving her with Nanny Brooks and we hope to be able to resolve the problems that she had both with her parents and with her husband. Her two children have already passed over. The boy passed in the nineteen-forties shortly after the second world war, and the girl in the fifties. So I came tonight to say "Thank you" and also to let you know what finally happened.

Pat: Thank you very much Verna.

Verna: Thank you for your help tonight.

Guy: She can now be handled and she can now hear what is being said?

Verna: Yes. Nanny Brooks knows what to do and will gradually lead her on, until she is ready to go on by herself.

Guy: For sixty-seven years she kept her dignity.

Verna: Yes. Very much so. I think I will leave you there with that and I hope you enjoy your supper. Good-night.

All: Good-night, Verna.

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