25 years ago my husband was a milkman. He and my son who was helping him at the time were on the way to the milk depot at about one o’clock in the morning saw a bright light hovering over woods near where we live. They got out of the car to watch it for a few minutes then continued on their way to Warrington.
The odd thing about it was after they departed, a car identical to the one they were driving in, with two people inside, followed them all the way to the depot. If they went faster so did the other car. When they got to Warrington the other car just went past them and kept going. We often wonder what happened that night in the woods.