In the last week or two I’ve been bumping into people with far too much regularity. People who say, ”I was just thinking about you” or, “I was just about to email you/facebook you”, or “I had a feeling I’d see you today”.

 

Now, one or twice is fine, acceptable, even normal I would guess. But it’s considerably more than that and I’m starting to get a little weirded out if I’m honest. Is it merely coincidence, fate? Or are the planets aligning in some bizarre fashion and if I bothered to read my horoscope, it would announce that, “Venus and Jupiter have entered my orbit and new encounters abound with friends old & new”, or some such nonsense.

 

But these aren’t all friends, some I barely know, some I haven’t seen for a very long time and some I had forgotten about, to be truthful - who the hell was that woman in the beret?

 

Maybe it’s me. Maybe I’m walking around carrying an expression that says, “Remember me? Well, I’m a little lonely at the moment, please be my friend. I’m a great guy, honestly. Just give it a chance. Call me, fax me, anytime”.

 

Or worse still maybe I’m a subconscious stalker. And I’ve deliberately sought out these encounters, for some reason beyond….well, reason.  Now that is a troubling thought.

 

Whatever the cause, I sincerely hope the next person I bump into, looks at me aghast & says something like, “Bloody hell fancy seeing you! I thought you were dead!”.

 

And I shall know all is well with the world again and the hex is away, without having to peruse anything by Russell Grant and his kind.

  

In the event of an emergency...store blueprints on the moon.

- Alan Mckenna 19th November 2009