Paranormal author extraordinaire Brad Steiger, recorded a Back to the Past TWIDDER in his volume, GHOSTS, RESTLESS SPIRITS, AND HAUNTED PLACES (see p. 321) as experienced by Britisher Edith Olivier.
On a rainy evening in October 1916, Edith Olivier was driving from Devises to Swindon in Wiltshire, England. The evening was so dreary that Olivier earnestly wished to find a nice, warm inn in which to spend the night. After she left the main road, she found herself driving down a strange avenue lined by huge gray megaliths. She concluded that she had to be approaching Avebury. Although Olivier had never been to Avebury before, she was familiar with pictures of the area and knew that the place had originally been a circular megalithic temple that was reached by long stone avenues.
When she reached the end of the avenue, she got out of her automobile so that she might better view the megaliths. As she stood on a large bank of earth, she saw a number of cottages among the megaliths, and was surprised to see that, in spite of the rain, there seemed to be a village fair in progress. The laughing villagers were walking merrily about with flares and torches, trying their skill at various booths, and applauding lustily for the talented performers at various shows.
Olivier became greatly amused at the carefree manner in which the villagers enjoyed themselves, completely oblivious to the rain. Men, women, and children walked about without any protective outer garments and not a single umbrella could be seen. Olivier would have joined the happy villagers at their fair if she had not been growing increasingly uncomfortable in the rain, which was becoming steadily heavier. She decided that she was not made of hardy stock like the villagers, and got back into her automobile to resume her trip.
Olivier did not visit Avebury for another nine years. At that time, she was perplexed to read in a guidebook that, although a village fair had once been an annual occurrence in Avebury, the custom had been abolished in 1850! When she protested that she had personally witnessed a village fair in Avebury in 1916, Olivier was offered a sound and convincing rebuttal from a local guide. Even more astounding, perhaps, was the information she acquired concerning the megaliths. The particular avenue she had driven down on the rainy night of her first visit had disappeared before 1800!