A Gypsy woman.
My very first job at the age of 17 was learning the provisions and butchery trade under the wing of a master slaughterman and butcher covering all
aspects of the meat trade.
At the age of 21 I was enlisted by the company to cover staff holidays in the chains North West region.
The first store I went to had two female assistants, Doreen & Susanah.
Over a breaktime coffee and scones Susanah spoke of a Genuine Romany Gypsy lady that visited the store every second Wednesday of the month to buy
She was due to visit within days.
The girls knew absolutely nothing of my life, interests, beliefs or social background, nor did anyone else.
Sure enough the Gypsy lady visited the store on the Wednesday and took her place in the queue.
I prepared her meat and other items and thought nothing much more until she beckoned me over to her.
She had the most penetrating stare which made me uneasy. (have you ever felt you were being read like a book?)
She told me of a family of five siblings one was a female the others were males.
She talked of a red car with blood on the steering wheel. (Gulp!) and a fair haired young lady waiting for letter.
The fair haired lady was waiting for me in the near future. She even predicted the month and year we were destined to become inseperable friends and
Each prediction became fact within a very short time.
Susanah was told that she would give birth to twins. They would be born in the hides of March. This turned out to be accurate even though she had no
partner at this point in time.
Doreen was advised to visit a doctor for a preliminary check up.It transpired within a short time that she had the first signs of breast cancer.
Without fine tuning these predictions She was correct on all accounts.
Coincidence.....? Clairvoyance...? Educated guess...?
Who knows..... perhaps in our midst there are people with the gift of foresight.
Am I convinced.....? well.... not quite, but it is a worthwhile point to ponder.