Inside the Archives for the Unexplained in Norrköping AFU
About a month or so ago I visited the ”Archives for the the Unexplained” in Norrköping, Sweden. (AFU. )This place used to be called the UFO Archive but now it deals with all things ”unexplained” and therefore they have changed their name. Their cataogue is available online and I¨d seen they had copies of the FMSF (False Memory Syndrome Foundation) newsletter and the BFMS ( British False Memory Society). So I was kind of curious.
Things to do with UFOs are not normally part of my world, so going there felt quite weird to be honest. I was a bit nervous too.
But I needn’t hve been, because the archivist called Anders and the other volunteers thay worked there made me feel very at home and I was offered coffee and doughnuts as soon as I came in the door. I told Anders I wanted to see some BFMS newsletters and followed hum down into the cellar to retreive them.
” We have more of the American ones” he explained.
”No thank you, I can see them online, I’d just like to look at the British ones”
We could have been discussiing cookbooks. It was so refreshing for me to be talking in a neutral way about thiings that have given me so much pain.
So we brought the newsletter up to the table with the coffee and doughnuts and looked through the contents. There was lots of interesting stuff there but for now I¨ve just put a few photographs at the end of this blogpost.
As I was leaviing Anders asked me where I was from as he couldn¨t place my accent. Was I from former Yugoslavia or Bosnia? That suprised me as most people can tell I’m British was soon as I start talking Swedish. But he hadn¨t made that connection. And therefore I realised he hadn¨t made any connection between me and the BFMS newsletters.
And with that it felt like some kind of string connecting me to the BFMS had been cut. I was no longer bound in some way. I had this strange feeling in my hands: It was as if yellow puss was flowing out of them, like they had been infected in some way. And that infection was now gone.
And then when I left the archive I signed their visitors book in my own name – without hiding behind a psuedonym.!
I also took some pictures of the river that flows through Norrköpng so I’m putting them here too
