Something you can't explain

The thread about knitting has reminded me of the lady I had in mind when I made this thread.

I met her when I worked in a care home years and years ago, and she knitted some fabulous things.

Mermaids, witches, a little princess in a four poster bed.

The strange thing was that this lady was deaf/blind, and had been born that way.

At halloween, she took my hand and showed me a bat she had made, with a smiley face and fangs!

One December night in 1999 I awoke in the night feeling terrified and with a terrible sharp pain in my chest. I have no idea why. I calmed down eventually and went back to sleep. The following day it was in the news that George Harrison had been stabbed in the night by an intruder at his home in Friar Park.

I have told this story before:

Mr R and I had been visiting our sister-in-law. We were leaving and I went to the window sill to pick up my reading glasses. I knew I had left them there but they were nowhere to be seen. My s-i-l and I had a good look around but we couldn't find them. Then I glanced at the window sill and there they were!

I rarely dream (or recall them) but one night I dreamed about the rugby player Jonny Wilkinson being involved in a car crash and woke up feeling very worried as I'd no idea how bad it was.

Why would I dream about him? There's no connection, apart from being delighted (along with countless others) about the last-minute points he scored to win us the World Cup.

I felt agitated and put the radio on while I made my early morning cuppa. On the news came the story that it had indeed happened and was fortunately very minor with no serious repercussions. I hadn't seen the news before I retired for the evening and can't explain it to this day.

I've just thought of another. While visiting my in-laws, FIL couldn't find his car keys and had searched everywhere. As is my usual habit in these circumstances, I said, "Well, if we've searched all the usual places, we must now look in all the silly places."

For some reason I suggested his spectacles case - why would you put them in there? But there they were. We were all astonished - I wish I could always find things so easily.

Every night (I presume) at some point, the hangers in my wardrobe start jingling.

Me and my mum were Sat having a coffee at my house inbetween Christmas and new year, the Christmas tree was still up, all of a sudden it started rocking from side to side a few baubles started dropping , I got up to save it and it immediately stopped.

How strange!
Imagine if it had started that malarkey during the night?

One night I had a very lucid dream. I was on a shore looking at a large ship, [it was long and low, with some men on the deck] in the distance on an ocean.

In the dream I suddenly started yelling that the ship was going to go up any second. Then there was an explosion, fire raging, and nothing could have been saved, it was so sudden.

I woke a bit shaken but got on with the day. Either that day or a day after I was watching the news and the news was that HMS Belgrano was destroyed in the Argentinian conflict. My blood ran cold. What I saw on the TV was the same scene I saw in my dream.

Oh, that’s one of my waking fantasy nightmares. That I’ll be sitting in my chair watching tv and something in the room will start moving about 😱

That tree would have been out in the garden, if it was mine!

I don't think I could keep it after that.