A letter sent to me on 8 October. I translate:
I write to you because of the sword find I had the opportunity to watch on ABC-nytt together with my mother. [...]
Please take the following for what it is worth. As it touches upon the sword you found, I write to you and leave it to you to handle the information.
My mother, N.N., has the second sight, reads cards and receives images out of the lives of people. Apart from the future, she also sees images from the past. [...] To a skeptic and academic, this may sound like complete nonsense. I am an academic myself [...] I must also emphasise that the second sight is no exact science, no science at all really. Perhaps it may be described as a feeling, it’s there and it tells us things, but strictly scientifically speaking it is difficult to measure, define and repeat under controlled circumstances. [...]
[...] when watching the news clip about the sword and speculation as to how it may have ended up in the water, I said spontaneously that someone with the second sight should be allowed to touch the sword to possibly learn more. Hardly had I said this before my mother told me the following, albeit vague, images.
A man is standing in the prow of a small wooden boat with his sword raised. His looks, bearing and position in the boat hints that he is in command. [...] The man is wearing voluminous pants of black or dark blue with vertical wedges in gold or yellow. His jacket is tight.
On his head is a large black or dark blue voluminous, soft, brimless hat [...] yellow stripes from the apex [...] a yellow (?) feather. He drops the sword because the boat runs aground (beach/sand/shallows). Mother feels that things are hurried (perhaps someone not very friendly is expected), which is why nobody tries to retrieve the sword.
I asked my mother if she can find out a name — she says something beginning with an A — perhaps Alrik, Alarik, but nothing clear appeared.
If one wanted to make a somewhat more scientific investigation of this unscientific matter, without having to fumble haphazardly through archives on the basis of this extremely shallow and unscientific information, then one might contact other people with a well-established second sight [...] and ask them what they can see about the sword, without telling them what anyone else had said, where the sword was found or what the conditions were. The likelihood that a number of people who knew nothing about each other would describe the same images as my mother would then be statistically and scientifically negligible. If however they did describe similar images, colours and maybe a similar name, then there would be more of a lead to follow and also more to think about…
Be that as it may, perhaps the above may serve as an entertaining anecdote about the find, something for the imagination to build on in the absence of more solid facts.
Good luck with the find — it must be what every archaeologist dreams of!
P.S. I append a little quick sketch that my mother made of the hat — but she says that it most likely should be larger than in the sketch.