A friend of Katherine Briggs(a renowned folklorist), who was a clergyman’s widow(I won’t hold that against her) had an encounter with one of the strangers(ffayre-ffolke), while sitting in Regent’s Park in London. Apparently she was suffering from an injured foot, and while resting and wondering how she would make it home, a small man dressed in green appeared and said, ‘We promise that your foot shan’t pain you tonight.’ He then disappeared, along with the pain in her foot. She made it home and slept all night.
Regent’s park is not far from my first encounter experience in London(see november archives of this blog for description). I wish I had more information on this story, but it is interesting, none the less.