ArtsAutosBooksBusinessEducationEntertainmentFamilyFashionFoodGamesGenderHealthHolidaysHomeHubPagesPersonal FinancePetsPoliticsReligionSportsTechnologyTravel

Helped In The Snow

Updated on March 19, 2015

The weekend had been a lovely break. It was the first time I had taken my nephew away and he had thoroughly enjoyed it.

He had seen Liverpool play at Fulham in the early kick off, had a quick tour of the British Museum, then a film of his choice - one with cars flying through the air and no one hit by the thousand of bullets fired. We rounded this off with a late Greek meal, and he slept soundly all night.

We woke to find that there had been heavy snow fall, and the start of the journey was quite worrying. The traffic reports advised against using motorways so I planned a journey through towns and villages that would not be too crowded.

By 8 o clock I realised we were in trouble. I could not go more than 20 miles an hour and in some places less than that. Eventually I admitted defeat and broke it to James that we were going to have to pull over and spend the night in the car. At 12 he was worried, but tried not to show it. "Have we got anything to eat and drink?" he asked, and luckily we had. As I travel with work I always have a mini kettle, packet soups and lots of coffee. I had bought a few extras as well - crisps, sweets and a big box of cakes, so we would be fine for the night.

At about 10 o clock we heard a car in the distance. I was partly relieved and partly worried about who it would be. In the rear view mirror I could see a police car, and was immediately relieved. We were only about five miles from Oakley Heath and there must have been a station there.

Then it registered that this was a car that was more than 30 years old. What Police Force used such out of date vehicles? Maybe they are not real policeman and we have problems I thought, or it may be they don't want to ruin the good cars so used a more sturdy one. They pulled up in front of us and the driver got out.

Again, I was fearful for a moment as he seemed out of place, but I could not put my finger on what was strange.

"What are you two doing out here in this weather?" he asked. He had a lovely gentle accent, and seemed really concerned so I relaxed for the first time in hours. I explained how I was finding it difficult to drive and he nodded.

"You must have driven passed us at Oakley Station - pity, you could have stayed there if you had realised."

"If you follow us, I will lead you to the new road - if you follow that you should find a couple of hotels about 10 miles away"

"Follow us for about 2 miles, and when I pull over to the right, you take the turning on the left."

And with that he returned to his car and started the engine. Quickly, I started mine, and gingerly followed him along the road. It took us about twenty minutes to travel the two miles, but eventually the police car indicated to the right and pulled over. As I passed them I looked across to acknowledge them for their help, but instead put my foot on the gas and pulled onto the motorway.

The passenger side of the car was smashed and the officer in the passenger seat was covered in blood. Nothing had happened while I was following, and I let my fears and imagination get the better of me. There was a temporary barrier on the slip road, but I maneuvered between the cones and headed North.

James quietly asked "What was wrong with the policeman?" so I tried to reassure him that was nothing to worry about. "They must have been using an old car that had been in a crash". "But what about the blood?" he asked. I denied seeing any blood and drove a little bit faster. After a few minutes I started to relax and slow down, but my heart raced when I heard the unmissable sound of a police siren getting closer. They flashed for me to pull over, and I hoped James did not pick up on my sudden panic.

As the car pulled over I was relieved to see the car was only a year old, and two really friendly officers came to us.

"How did you get on the Motorway - it was cordoned off?" I told him how we had pulled over for the night and about his colleagues helping us.

"They told us we should have stopped at Oakley Station, but I missed it when driving through".

The officers exchanged glances, and said "Must be a different station as Oakley closed five years ago. What did these officers look like?"

I glanced at James and the officer seemed to understand.

At this point a vehicle started reversing down the motorway towards us. "That's the vehicle we were following" he explained. "It's a gritter and if you follow us and that we will be at Colvern Services in about 20 minutes. If you are lucky the motel might have a room."

Gladly I followed and within the 20 minutes were were booking into the Motel. The quiet officer - P.C. Walters had disappeared and the driver explained that his girlfriend worked in the service station, and he liked to check that she was OK whenever he could. James settled in front of the TV and Officer Holloway asked could I tell him a bit more about the other officers.

By then I knew something was wrong and asked him to tell me the story, but he wanted my version first.

I told him what I had happened, and what I had seen as we drove onto the motorway. He nodded throughout, and when I had finished said

"I can't really tell you much that you have not already realised. Oakley Heath Station closed 5 years ago, and no officers work from Oakley at all.. Thirty years ago on a snowy night, two Officers, Reid and Baines were driving round looking for lost people and those who were stuck in the snow. The Motorway was being built, and all the machinery was there. In the snow they did not see a digger, and they ran into it. Baines side of the car was caved in and he hit his head on the windscreen. He died within seconds. Reid looked unmarked but his seat belt caused internal injuries and he died an hour later. He was stuck in the car as no one could find them. They timed his death from when his radio contact ended.

Since then they drive round on snowy night looking for people to help they way they used to do. They have never been known to harm anyone, just lead them to safety as they always did. They could not take you onto the motorway as that was not completed while they were alive. They just travel the few miles from Oakley Heath to the Motorways entrance - they cant leave the surroundings they knew."

I felt safer knowing they could not go further than that road, but impressed that despite losing their own lives they still wanted to help other people.

I still have not told James the full story, but one day when he is older, I might tell him him we were helped by friendly ghosts.


    0 of 8192 characters used
    Post Comment

    • Enlydia Listener profile image

      Enlydia Listener 

      7 years ago from trailer in the country

      Interesting story.

    • Karonher profile imageAUTHOR


      7 years ago from Liverpool

      Thanks - I love ghost stories and will probably do more.

    • Donna Janelle profile image

      Donna Janelle 

      7 years ago from Oklahoma

      Awesome story! I really enjoyed reading it! :)


    This website uses cookies

    As a user in the EEA, your approval is needed on a few things. To provide a better website experience, uses cookies (and other similar technologies) and may collect, process, and share personal data. Please choose which areas of our service you consent to our doing so.

    For more information on managing or withdrawing consents and how we handle data, visit our Privacy Policy at:

    Show Details
    HubPages Device IDThis is used to identify particular browsers or devices when the access the service, and is used for security reasons.
    LoginThis is necessary to sign in to the HubPages Service.
    Google RecaptchaThis is used to prevent bots and spam. (Privacy Policy)
    AkismetThis is used to detect comment spam. (Privacy Policy)
    HubPages Google AnalyticsThis is used to provide data on traffic to our website, all personally identifyable data is anonymized. (Privacy Policy)
    HubPages Traffic PixelThis is used to collect data on traffic to articles and other pages on our site. Unless you are signed in to a HubPages account, all personally identifiable information is anonymized.
    Amazon Web ServicesThis is a cloud services platform that we used to host our service. (Privacy Policy)
    CloudflareThis is a cloud CDN service that we use to efficiently deliver files required for our service to operate such as javascript, cascading style sheets, images, and videos. (Privacy Policy)
    Google Hosted LibrariesJavascript software libraries such as jQuery are loaded at endpoints on the or domains, for performance and efficiency reasons. (Privacy Policy)
    Google Custom SearchThis is feature allows you to search the site. (Privacy Policy)
    Google MapsSome articles have Google Maps embedded in them. (Privacy Policy)
    Google ChartsThis is used to display charts and graphs on articles and the author center. (Privacy Policy)
    Google AdSense Host APIThis service allows you to sign up for or associate a Google AdSense account with HubPages, so that you can earn money from ads on your articles. No data is shared unless you engage with this feature. (Privacy Policy)
    Google YouTubeSome articles have YouTube videos embedded in them. (Privacy Policy)
    VimeoSome articles have Vimeo videos embedded in them. (Privacy Policy)
    PaypalThis is used for a registered author who enrolls in the HubPages Earnings program and requests to be paid via PayPal. No data is shared with Paypal unless you engage with this feature. (Privacy Policy)
    Facebook LoginYou can use this to streamline signing up for, or signing in to your Hubpages account. No data is shared with Facebook unless you engage with this feature. (Privacy Policy)
    MavenThis supports the Maven widget and search functionality. (Privacy Policy)
    Google AdSenseThis is an ad network. (Privacy Policy)
    Google DoubleClickGoogle provides ad serving technology and runs an ad network. (Privacy Policy)
    Index ExchangeThis is an ad network. (Privacy Policy)
    SovrnThis is an ad network. (Privacy Policy)
    Facebook AdsThis is an ad network. (Privacy Policy)
    Amazon Unified Ad MarketplaceThis is an ad network. (Privacy Policy)
    AppNexusThis is an ad network. (Privacy Policy)
    OpenxThis is an ad network. (Privacy Policy)
    Rubicon ProjectThis is an ad network. (Privacy Policy)
    TripleLiftThis is an ad network. (Privacy Policy)
    Say MediaWe partner with Say Media to deliver ad campaigns on our sites. (Privacy Policy)
    Remarketing PixelsWe may use remarketing pixels from advertising networks such as Google AdWords, Bing Ads, and Facebook in order to advertise the HubPages Service to people that have visited our sites.
    Conversion Tracking PixelsWe may use conversion tracking pixels from advertising networks such as Google AdWords, Bing Ads, and Facebook in order to identify when an advertisement has successfully resulted in the desired action, such as signing up for the HubPages Service or publishing an article on the HubPages Service.
    Author Google AnalyticsThis is used to provide traffic data and reports to the authors of articles on the HubPages Service. (Privacy Policy)
    ComscoreComScore is a media measurement and analytics company providing marketing data and analytics to enterprises, media and advertising agencies, and publishers. Non-consent will result in ComScore only processing obfuscated personal data. (Privacy Policy)
    Amazon Tracking PixelSome articles display amazon products as part of the Amazon Affiliate program, this pixel provides traffic statistics for those products (Privacy Policy)