Yesterday started off no differently from any other really until I tootled off into town as I usually do to pick up the mail and have a coffee with my mates at Cahoots. For some reason I chose the car over the motorbike as my means of transport but I seriously considered taking the bike for a spin as the weather was supposed to pack in. All pretty normal stuff! Yep, that’s until 1km down the road the rural delivery man (he’s a well known nutcase on the road) turned onto the highway from a rural lane right into my path. I’m moseying along at 100kms an hour – I slammed the anchors on as hard as I could, locked everything up and managed to come to a stop meters from his car – bags, cushions, CD’s and water bottles flew from all directions to the front ….….with my heart pounding as it was that close a shave, I waved my fists wildly at him while yelling obscenities….well, he deserved it didn’t he?  He looked at me, laughed and waved back! What an idiot!!

Now, this is where things get interesting…..having arrived home still wiping away the tears and still reeling at my near miss as I knew all too well that had I chosen to ride the bike I would almost certainly have met my maker! I marched inside and got on the phone to report him yet again – (he’s been sacked) – good job! And, as I looked down at my wrist I thought ‘oh my god!’ Five days before, I had been getting ready to go out and was looking through my Jewellery Box and again, for some reason I picked up a bracelet that I hadn’t worn for 15 years and no kidding, without a word of a lie, a voice was saying “put this on – it will bring you good luck.” I never gave it a second thought as who am I to question that, so I asked my daughter to help put it on as it was a bit tight (good reason for that) and there it stayed for five days – over those days I looked at it many times as it was a little annoying but I never considered taking it off – a simple little bracelet that has no value in monetary terms but huge value in sentimentality….my Father gave it to me when I was 8 years old for Christmas….I have always treasured the little bracelet with it’s green 3 leafed clovers linked along it that he lovingly chose for me -  but in all honesty, I have never worn it much. Heck, why was I so drawn to it that night, where did those voices come from and why did I  doggedly keep it on until last night when I calmly took it off and popped it back where it’s been  for 15 years. Simple, to me it had done it’s job a thousand fold. I was still here!  Was that really Dad looking out for me from somewhere beyond? I absolutely think so! And maybe, just maybe, there was a bit of luck tossed in as well!!