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Saturday 28 July 2012

More odd happenings


Some of you may be aware from previous posts on my Blogroll that when asked about such matters I describe myself as a spiritual sort of person.  This because many things have happened in my lifetime for which there seems to me to be no other explanation – should you wish to read these old posts then have a ferret around in the first few months of posts.  During the last couple of months I seem to have been more receptive than usual to odd happenings and things not easily explained away.

Often when I go to the middle floor of our home but nowhere else I smell Golden Virginia tobacco smoke which is a little odd as neither of us smoke at all.  That however was the tobacco of choice for my late father which he smoked for many years.  From what I have been told by several very spiritual friends he is there, I find it very reassuring and comforting particularly in times of stress.

Recently I sensed that my mother was around for several days, that is very unusual because she hardly ever does so but I was more than concerned about a close friend that I was unable to contact.  Her presence was to tell me that everything was alright and no need to be concerned, suddenly one morning just after I had got up mother had gone.  Two hours later and much to my relief I received an email from my friend saying that she had been away for a few days.  Since then Mum has been around several times for a day or so with no particular intent but just being here.

Several weeks ago I knew that another very close friend had made a decision that would greatly affect his life.  He had not told about this because it was two days before it happened with him!  Not only was I aware of that but also knew who the other person involved was, somewhat remarkable as there was nothing between them before this that would have given me any clue.  Having thought long and hard about it there was no reason at all for me to think such a thing.  Within the past week I have had a further premonition that a certain event will happen for them but have no idea as to when.

There is the question, I suppose, that does this dubious ability bother me in any way to which the answer is a resounding ‘No’ because I am comfortable with it and often comforted by it.  It is reassuring to know that there are guardian angels who have my well being at heart often to the point that I am unable to pursue a desired course of action.  Example, quite a few times I have been bidding for an item on ebay, my usual ploy is not to bid almost until the very last moment because I do not want to inflate bids unnecessarily, a tactic known as sniping.  Sometimes I know that I should not really be contemplating a purchase as it is a luxury or that I should not be spending resources wastefully, come the last minute or so before the auction ends having placed a hopefully winning bid  the Internet has crashed or there was a power cut frustrating my intent.  Happened too many times to be just a coincidence ...

On several other occasions I have been planning to do things perhaps such as going on a short trip when every single possible obstacle has been placed in my way to frustrate me.  One particular instance was outstanding when I was intending to go away for a weekend that I could not really afford at the time.  Having booked and paid by cheque for two nights at a hotel the day after the cheque cleared my grandmother was taken ill, unfortunately she died two days later.  Her funeral was arranged, it was natural that I wished to be there.  When?  Ah yes, the second day of my trip.

The hotel was understanding allowing me to change my reservation for one a few days later.  On the evening prior to my envisaged jaunt my car was badly damaged whilst parked by a rather large truck, happily a good friend offered to lend me his for a few days.  Having collected the car from my generous donor I set off to return home late that evening only to be caught up in a police stop and check roadblock.  Requested documents were produced for inspection by the police officer, unfortunately for me the MoT certificate had expired by just one day.  The upshot of this was that I was to be charged for driving a vehicle without a current certificate whilst my friend would be done for aiding and abetting as well as permitting a vehicle to be used on the public highway without proper documentation.

Using phone a friend was pointless in the immediacy as I had charge of his only vehicle and that had been prohibited from use by the police until a legal MoT certificate was obtained.  My journey home perhaps could have been finished on foot or by public transport, the foot idea was not a brilliant one because I was about six miles from home, the public transport option was a non-starter because I had no loose change and my wallet was at home.

Deciding to risk parental wrath  I walked to the nearest public telephone box to phone my father who, it turned out, had just retired for the night.  He was not best pleased but agreed somewhat testily that he would come and rescue me particularly as by now it was raining heavily.

Well, that looked like the end of my proposed short break.  At breakfast the following morning I was offered for the first time ever use of the family car which I gratefully accepted.  Shortly afterwards I was on my way ...  This happy state of affairs however did not last very long, as I got to the end of the road the clutch cable broke.

I knew that I should not have arranged that trip, as I discovered through a spiritual minded friend a little later as did my late mother, she did not want me to go!

So, you see, apart from my previous encounters with the spirit world this left me little choice but to acknowledge such things because logically there were just too many coincidences on this occasion.  Over the years there have been many instances of outside unaccountable influences in my life, no doubt there will be more to come ...

Olympic cycle race

Settled down to watch this event this afternoon.  Good commentating team of Hugh Porter and Chris Boardman made to look absolute incompetent numpties by the computerised info system constantly crashing throughout the race.  From their studio commentary position they could only remark on what was being shown on screen live which was not very helpful - they had no access to times, gaps, group compositions or distances - what a feckin 'shambles.

The French managed to run a faultless info system at the recent Tour de France for three weeks, the Brits could not even manage it for five hours :-(

Then came the ultimate frustration for me - as the race passed Hampton Court Palace we had a tremendous local thunderstorm which totally interrupted satellite coverage of the race, not just for a few minutes but for well over half an hour only to return as the race winner was being interviewed.

On a more positive not there was an obvious difference in the actual race to that of the Tour de France, not the riders but that team radios are not permitted in the Olympic event denying any race information to the teams resulting much inaccurate guesswork concerning tactics.  There was a time when I disagreed with radios as I thought that it was unsporting but having watched part of  a race without such technology it surely is time to introduce team radios for the 2016 Games.