But it has always stuck with me.
I was driving on a motorway when my kids were babes and both were in the car along with hubby and me.
A lorry on the left lane started to pull over in front of us. I could not go to the fast lane on the right as I could see a car racing up fast in that lane. My car got clamped to the front of the lorry that forced us along the road for some distance before the lorry could stop.
I really did feel life in slow motion, it was very, very weird. I felt a ridiculous calm though I had lost total control of the car on a busy motorway.
Anyway, when the car stopped, we were all quite stunned. Then I could hear a voice and looked out and there was this well dressed, most polite man, who helped us out the car, checked to see if we were all right and said he had called the emergency services. The car was a total write off, the side where my then 6 month old daughter had been in her car seat, and behind her my husband, the car was smashed in but none of us had a scratch. It was just a few seconds but all of a sudden there was no man anymore. We saw no car, let alone a car leaving, and we were left with just a very comforting, 'it will be OK'..
"My friend used to put up a recurring away message, back in the day when everybody had AIM. She was a Beatles super-fan and put up a sentiment from John and Yoko: "Acorns for Peace".
Well, one day I was walking around my college campus thinking about it, but failing to remember the full quote. In my mind, I kept thinking, "Something for peace... something for peace... what the hell is that away message?!"
Right then, some chick on a cell phone walks by me and screams out "ACORNS!!!"
I realize this is not a super freaky story, but it made my day at the time. It's not every day someone screams out "ACORNS" in your vicinity at the exact right time."
Most suitable reading before retiring to one's bed - ta!
Here is a weird coincidence story..
The British actor Anthony Hopkins [who shot to fame as Hannibal Lecter] was delighted to hear that he had landed a leading role in a film based on the book The Girl From Petrovka by George Feifer. A few days after signing the contract, Hopkins travelled to London to buy a copy of the book. He tried several bookshops, but there wasn't one to be had. Waiting at Leicester Square underground for his train home, he noticed a book apparently discarded on a bench. Incredibly, it was The Girl From Petrovka. That in itself would have been coincidence enough but in fact it was merely the beginning of an extraordinary chain of events. Two years later, in the middle of filming in Vienna, Hopkins was visited by George Feifer, the author. Feifer mentioned that he did not have a copy of his own book. He had lent the last one - containing his own annotations - to a friend who had lost it somewhere in London. With mounting astonishment, Hopkins handed Feifer the book he had found. 'Is this the one?' he asked, 'with the notes scribbled in the margins?' It was the same book.