Last evening we decided to go for a walk on the downs to hear the birdsong and take a short walk. The evening was beautiful an we duly parked and set out watching the rabbits and took in the amazing sight of a field of cowslips.
As I looked back to the gate I notice a single man watching us but took no notice, however once over the other side of the field I saw that he was still there watching us but had moved along a bit.
We stopped and watched the birds for a while and decided to make our way back to the car.....the man was still watching us.
Once back in the car park we got into the car and the watcher did the same, he then proceeded to follow us down the road.
By this time I was getting really nervous.....maybe I've read too many thrillers or something but it didn't feel right.
Once we hit the large roundabout Tom took a sharp turn and we shot down the road as fast as the speed limit would allow and lost him, but all the way home we were checking in the rear view mirror and once home I was so relieved.
Maybe there was nothing in it, but it really scared the living daylights out of us both and has put us off going to this particular place in the evening again.