Folks, I'm on holiday in Germany (I know... it seemed a good idea at the time), so I've little to post at the moment. I'm trying to keep my mind off Mum for a week, but it's difficult.
Today, I thought of a way to convey Mum's odd deja-vu moments to you.
Here's the scenario:
We're driving down a country lane. Suddenly a fleet of flying saucers cross the road overhead. I slam on the brakes, my mind boggling and my heart pumping.
I can guarantee that Mum's response would be to say:
"You know I was just thinking that they always cross in THAT direction."