When my father died neighbours came in to pay their respects. (Bodies were brought home back then - 1963) A Catholic woman came in, picked up dad’s hands and said ‘oh they are supple, that means someone close is going to die soon’. I was 15 at the time - she put the fear of god in me. As it happens, dad’s brother came off his scooter 6 wks later and, yes, he died. Make of that what you will. 
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. If I see a magpie in my garden I shout at it because one pecked the sealant off around my front door, and on my neighbours conservatory roof. How have I managed to survive all the bad luck from not doing all this superstitious stuff? Oh dear! Tempting providence now.......