The Incredibly Bizarre Story of Sandown Sam Some paranormal encounters really stretch the limits of the weird. Lying out on the south eastern coast of the Isle of Wight, in the UK, is the peaceful seaside resort town of Sandown. Known for its numerous sandy beaches, sweeping seaside cliffs, Victorian style pier, golf course, stunning natural scenery, and an old-fashioned cozy high street filled with Victorian style shops and restaurants, it is a popular tourist destination, but what most people here may not be aware of is that this sleepy seaside town was once the location for one of the most completely flat-out bizarre paranormal encounters there is. In May of 1973, a 7-year-old girl known only as “Fey” was with a friend of similar age on vacation at Sandown with their families. As they were out playing in the area of Lake Common, they allegedly heard an odd sound like “the wail of an ambulance siren” reverberating through the air from somewhere nearby. The two kids went off to investigate, coming to the edge of the Sandown golf course, where they deduced that the wailing was coming from the swampy woods beyond. The strange wailing continued to echo through the area, and the curious children continued their search for its source. At this point they were not scared, merely curious, but this would change when they reached a footbridge within the woods beyond the golf course. As they reached the bridge, the wailing abruptly stopped to send silence crashing down upon them, and as it did they noticed something very eerie. A report in the January/February 1973 edition of the journal of the British UFO Research Association (BUFORA) would say of what happened next: A beach at Sandown The children would later basically describe him as looking sort of like a creepy robotic clown. Although the children were startled, their curiosity was too strong to allow them to run away, and they instead approached closer to this weird little hut in the woods. As they did, the wailing sound began again, and the figure reappeared with a “black-knobbed microphone” to say into it “Hello, are you still there?,” the voice sounding as if it had been spoken from right beside them. The children were now starting to back away, the fear creeping into them, and perhaps sensing that they were scared of his voice-throwing microphone, the bizarre entity took out a notebook and scrawled into it a message, which it held up for them to see and which read, “Hello, I am all colours Sam.” This seems to have been enough to reassure the kids, who stopped backing away and warily walked closer to the entity. They asked “Sam” why his clothes were so worn out, and he said that they were the only clothes he owned, his voice once again seeming to materialize from right next to their ears, and oddly his mouth never moved when he spoke. They asked him if he was a man, and he said “Well not really, but I am in an odd sort of way.” When they pushed further and asked just what he was, he cryptically replied, “You know.” Sam also told them that there were more like him, that he had another base on the mainland, and that he was afraid of humans because he had been attacked before. The entity then invited the children to come inside his hut, which for most would be creepy enough to call it a day, but they took him up on the offer and went inside to find it to be rather cozy, with an eclectic array of wooden furniture, an electric space heater, and a second level above them. On the table was a plateful of berries, which Sam claimed were his main food source. It was here in this strange little hovel where Sam would finally remove his odd hat and produced a berry, which he stuck into a rounded white ear, only to have it suddenly appear in his eye socket and then appear within his mouth with a couple of flicks of his head, like some kind of magic trick. This delighted the children, and now they were fully calmed down, eventually staying in the hut for around an hour before saying goodbye and heading back home. When the girl told her father, rather than outright dismiss it he would actually go to the area to investigate, partly out of concern that there was perhaps some weirdo dressed as a clown lurking out there. Interestingly, the father had had experiences with UFOs in the area in the past, so it was perhaps because of this that he was not so willing to outright dismiss the story, and even thought that they might be connected. Unfortunately, there was no trace of Sam or his weird hut, and no one else in the area had seen anything like what was described, although the children were adamant that the metal dwelling had been right there and that their story was completely true. Despite not finding anything, the father was unwilling to write it all off, and would later say: A sketch of Sam’s hut The so-called “Sandown Clown” has not been seen since, and it is all so completely surreal that it is tough to know just how to classify this case. What was Sam? Was he an alien, a ghost, some interdimensional interloper, a shared hallucination, a sicko in a freaky clown outfit, or what? Some have suggested that the children may have eaten some berries out in the woods that had been psychotropic and caused them to hallucinate, and there is even the possibility they just made it all up. One very weird theory was that he was a type of Man in Black figure there in response to the father’s UFOs sightings. One article on the site The Curious Archive says of this idea: Just what in the world was going on here? It is one of those cases that it so incredibly strange that it can do nothing more than hover about among the fringe reports of high strangeness. What was this entity, if it ever even existed at all? Was it some sort of cryptid, an alien, or something altogether more bizarre? Or was it just a simple hoax pulled off by some imaginative kids? There is no way to know, and in the meantime the case of the Sandown Clown remains one of the weirder reports there is. .