An odd experience

I was walking down to the car last night after Zeitgeist. I was walking on my own, and as I went I thought I heard footsteps behind me, quite close. I stopped and looked around, wondering if Ginnie or jez had caught up with me.

No one there.

I kept walking. I heard the footsteps again, even closer than before. They really sounded like they were right behind me.

I stopped and looked around again. No one there.

It was at that point that this very random rhyme that I've heard before somewhere came to my head.

Rawhead close behind you treads,
Three looks back and you'll be dead,
But close your eyes and count to ten,
And Rawhead will be gone again,

I stood still, and closed my eyes and did count to ten, and then walked onward to the car. And I didn't hear any more footsteps.

Now, I'm fairly sure that I wasn't stalked by a hobgoblin and it was just someone walking behind me who stopped at their door or something, but it was still an odd and spooky experience.

An odd experience

I was walking down to the car last night after Zeitgeist. I was walking on my own, and as I went I thought I heard footsteps behind me, quite close. I stopped and looked around, wondering if Ginnie or jez had caught up with me.

No one there.

I kept walking. I heard the footsteps again, even closer than before. They really sounded like they were right behind me.

I stopped and looked around again. No one there.

It was at that point that this very random rhyme that I've heard before somewhere came to my head.

Rawhead close behind you treads,
Three looks back and you'll be dead,
But close your eyes and count to ten,
And Rawhead will be gone again,

I stood still, and closed my eyes and did count to ten, and then walked onward to the car. And I didn't hear any more footsteps.

Now, I'm fairly sure that I wasn't stalked by a hobgoblin and it was just someone walking behind me who stopped at their door or something, but it was still an odd and spooky experience.

Elsewhere in the real world...

Just spoke to my Dad, who's just arrived home from Sri Lanka.

Whilst he was out there, he and my stepmother met up with Chari and Chuli, who are old friends of the family from my family's time living out there. It turns out that Chari recently nearly got blown up by a suicide bomber in Colombo. The bomb went off, but he was just out of range. He was, however, close enough that his car got badly damaged by flying shrapnel and debris.

It's odd - there's this big scary world out there, and we just ignore it at times and focus on the important things in our own safe spaces, which are really quite small in comparison.

Elsewhere in the real world...

Just spoke to my Dad, who's just arrived home from Sri Lanka.

Whilst he was out there, he and my stepmother met up with Chari and Chuli, who are old friends of the family from my family's time living out there. It turns out that Chari recently nearly got blown up by a suicide bomber in Colombo. The bomb went off, but he was just out of range. He was, however, close enough that his car got badly damaged by flying shrapnel and debris.

It's odd - there's this big scary world out there, and we just ignore it at times and focus on the important things in our own safe spaces, which are really quite small in comparison.

My Christmas Stocking...

I think I've lost my Christmas stocking.

It's made from green cord, and was sewn by my Mum when I was little.

It used to be kept at my father's house, but last year I kept it after having Christmas at £ QoD. I always knew where it was there, but it seems to have vanished in the move.

I don't think I actually know how to articulate how stupidly upset I am. I know it's ridiculous, but I'm in floods of tears over this. My Christmas stocking. Gone.

I knew I should have been more careful over the move.

My Christmas Stocking...

I think I've lost my Christmas stocking.

It's made from green cord, and was sewn by my Mum when I was little.

It used to be kept at my father's house, but last year I kept it after having Christmas at £ QoD. I always knew where it was there, but it seems to have vanished in the move.

I don't think I actually know how to articulate how stupidly upset I am. I know it's ridiculous, but I'm in floods of tears over this. My Christmas stocking. Gone.

I knew I should have been more careful over the move.