In her post she mentioned the fact that when she arrived and parked near the Castle gates, her milometer was displaying 1066, (there is a photo to prove it too), which is rather weird considering the dates of the battle. (Not the photo being weird I add). Now I’m always fascinated by strange ‘coincidences’ like that. I’d go as far to say that those sorts of things seem to happen all the time to me.
They do. As I haven’t logged these things down over the years, because I didn’t know that I’d be writing a blog, my memory is going to have to get its act together.
Well, there were the times when I thought I’d ring my son, on one occasion, and my brother, another time. They were different days, months and even years apart. I picked up the receiver to dial the number and on both occasions the recipient was already on the other end. That was before I’d even dialled their number. There was no ringing for me to answer either. They had just decided to ring me when I’d decided to ring them and it was all done simultaneously. On both occasions it had happened at a time of day when we never ever called each other normally too. How strange.
Other things that happen are I could be writing, maybe filling in a crossword or writing a letter and a really obscure word, one that I hadn’t heard for years would be mentioned on the radio or the television just as I’m writing it. That has happened so many times it’s uncanny. I don’t know why these things happen.
I’ve written a post about ghosts already but there was a time when my daughter and son were at our flat, the one I think is haunted, and we were talking about a film where a word is mentioned 3 times and something happens. Well, at the time we had a fan heater and my son jokingly said that word 3 times and it turned itself off. After we got over the shock, I decided to do the same thing. Again the heater turned itself off. My partner tried but nothing happened for him but my daughter had a go afterwards and how ‘spooked’ was I when off it went again. I’m getting goosebumps writing about it.
My children have had other similar things happen to them also. Things like we’d be singing a random song, as we often do, and put the radio on and hey presto it would be playing. We would mention a friend who we hadn’t seen for a long time and bump into them on a shopping trip.
I know people often tell stories of siblings feeling pains when one or the other have been in labour. That’s happened to me. I don’t have a very close family due to the fact that we spent a lot of our childhoods in different children’s homes but when my youngest sister was in labour, I wasn’t told she was, I felt the most horrific pain for a few hours. I found out the next day that she’d had her baby.
The last thing I will mention is my mum. She died in 2010 on her sister’s birthday two weeks exactly after my dad, who died on her birthday. They divorced in the 70s and hadn’t spoken to each other since their split. None of them had gone on to meet anyone else and as far as I knew my mum had ‘hated’ him with a vengeance for the way he had treated her and us children. Anyway, I hadn’t seen her for a few years, but the day she was taken into hospital I had a sharp pain in my chest which made me a bit breathless. Just then my younger sister rang to tell me that she was in hospital and it didn’t look good. I went to see her to say my goodbyes but she was unconscious. I managed to tell her though and I think she heard me because the machine that monitors the heart rate began to show some activity by peaking rapidly.
Although I digressed slightly there, the point I was making was how close my parents were without anyone noticing. They chose to die in the same month and year and none of them knew. I find that very strange.