Bobby Keetch also told us that Bobby Moore would like to send a message to his wife, telling her that he had the Afghan hound with him, and to give her his love. Then Bobby Moore actually appeared with his arm around his dog. At this point I had to laugh. When Jan asked me what I was laughing at, I told her that I thought an Afghan hound was the least likely dog to be owned by a footballer. Jan could not shed any light on whether or not Bobby Moore had indeed owned an Afghan hound but, as Stephanie Moore was a friend, she promised that she would ask her about the dog.
At this point Bobby Keetch returned to his conversation with Jan. He said, ‘I’m leaving now, but you must never feel alone. I will be with you always.’ Then he told her to look at his portrait at the top of the stairs whenever she felt sad. Jan did not understand this. Although there were many pictures of Bobby around the house, there was no portrait in that particular place. But here the messages ended. Jan and I spoke for some time after this, as I felt that I should reassure her that this kind of communication was, for me, an everyday occurrence. We decided to talk again once she had had time to come to terms with what she had been given.
I sat quietly for a while after Jan had rung off. It had been a very emotional, inspiring and informative session, and had come out of the blue, during an ordinary conversation with a friend.
Why had Bobby Keetch been inspired to contact me? The reason is quite simple. Bobby Moore has been in the other dimension for some time, since his death from cancer in 1993, and he had been drawn toward a fellow footballer because minds link with like minds. He would have helped Bobby Keetch by explaining the rather abrupt departure of his mind from his physical body, and how it had entered another dimension. No one could understand that more than the victims of the Munich disaster, so he had been surrounded by the best help that anyone can have when they die. They would have nurtured him and, to help him recover, had taken the opportunity to point him in the right direction when they realised how important it was for him to be able to speak to his wife. Bobby Moore had directed him to me for obvious reasons, and had achieved this by breaking into the conversation I was having with Anne McMenemy.
Since this contact with Bobby Moore I have had many conversations with him, and I have seen him quite clearly when he has manifested to me. He has given me clairvoyance on football matters several times, and on each occasion he has been proved to be correct. I have been able to pass messages on for him, but it is extremely difficult for me to pass on messages to people who do not know me, so some of them have to wait. I do not want to be caught up in sensationalist publicity, and neither do the recipients.
What I can tell you is that the ‘team’ are extremely concerned about a game that they loved, and obviously still do. Bobby Moore told me that greed is killing off the talent, and the game cannot survive in its present state. He told me that prominent footballers of the future will, because of their fortunes, carry a huge burden. Because of the enormous influence they will have on the next generation, they will have to be seen to be clean, to behave in a manner that will be a credit to their profession. No matter how good a footballer may be, he will be dispatched if his actions do not affect the fans in a positive manner. Bobby told me that the changes will be enormous and will completely alter the concept of football as he knew it, but that, in the end, it would be for the good of all.
He was particularly forthcoming about the future of the charities that would benefit from football. He believed that a new charity should be formed to help footballers who had hit hard times through injuries they received, either as a result of their careers or in general. As he put it, ‘When they are fit they give their all. Please don’t forget them when they need support.’
Bobby Keetch and Jan have had many conversations through my mediumship, and the love and advice that he has given her and their children has enabled them to deal with their grief in a positive, optimistic way.
I learnt that Bobby Keetch began his career with the London School Boys under 15s before joining West Ham in 1958. From April 1959 to May 1966 he was at Fulham, before moving to Queen’s Park Rangers, where he played until 1969. His football career ended with two years playing for Durban City in South Africa.
In 1971 Bobby began his business career which eventually took him into publishing. Bobby and his partner Terry had an idea for a football theme restaurant, and they realised this dream and had a wonderful opening night before Bobby so tragically died.
Jan’s story
I received a phone call from my friend Annie McMenemy. She told me that she had been talking to someone called Betty Shine and that a spirit entity had interrupted the conversation by telling her that he had died of a heart attack and wanted to speak to his wife. Betty also said that the man in question had blond hair. Annie told me that she had been shocked, but had immediately recognised that it was my Bobby. She told Betty that he had only passed away a couple of weeks ago. Betty did not know who Bobby Keetch was, and she did not know me either, so this was quite incredible evidence. Annie then told me that Betty would like to speak with me. I called her, and the contact with Bobby was made. It was quite amazing, because neither Betty, nor anyone else, could have known about any of the details of that deeply private conversation.
One thing I did not understand was the instruction to look at the painting at the top of the stairs. What painting? There was nothing at the top of the stairs. But Bobby had been adamant that when I needed him I was to look at this painting.
Months later, a dear friend who knew nothing about this matter presented me with a painting of my husband, and we decided to hang it at the top of the stairs. By this time I had completely forgotten about Bobby’s message.
One day, when I was very sad, I was looking at the painting, alternately crying and talking to it. Then it just seemed to come alive. It is quite difficult to explain what happened, but the facial expressions changed, quite literally, and Bobby seemed to be talking to me. And then I remembered his message, ‘Look at the painting when you need me.’ And there he was, as he always was, when I needed him. This phenomenon has continued to this day. The facial changes in the picture are quite remarkable, and are definitely not my imagination. But I am the only one who can see these changes taking place. It is just for me.
I have to say that this contact has completely changed my life, and I am content in the thought that Bobby will be there waiting for me when it is my turn to join him, and we will be together again.
Betty Shine has become a very dear friend, and my family and I cannot thank her enough for the gift that she has given us.
Incidentally, Bobby Moore’s wife confirmed that they had indeed had an Afghan hound, but that it had originally belonged to her before they were married. It is a mere detail, but it proves beyond any shadow of doubt that the mind of every living thing survives. It was Bobby Moore’s way of giving vital, foolproof evidence of survival, because Jan and Bobby Keetch had never known about the dog, and I could certainly never have known about it.
It was also quite remarkable that he had teamed up with the Manchester United team, and quite a shock to me to hear about them again after so many years. They had obviously looked after him when he had left this dimension behind and Bobby Keetch was able to tell us that he had also been cared for by them. He told Jan and I that he had joined this remarkable band of footballers, and was helping them in their work.
Although Jan Keetch and I have since become very close friends, we do not have regular contact because we are both very busy, but whenever there is a problem to be solved her husband appears and asks me to get in touch with her. He has made it clear that he is always there by her side, loving her, protecting her and advising her. This has made a great difference to Jan’s life, because she can now live her own life to the full without fear of the future.
I have given the football connection a great deal of thought over the years, as neither myself nor any of my family had ever been remotely interested in the game. Our world was connected to the theatre, to opera and classical music, a far cry from the football fraternity! I have therefore come to the conclusion that it is my complete ignorance of the sport that ensures the quality of the survival evidence.