cars and spells and sunshine!!!

Back in the 90s I had a friend whose pride and joy was an ancient Austin Cambridge (wot a coincidence!! - that's not it) which he polished and loved. He worked for a courier firm. One day at his depot he watched from the office window as a lorry ploughed into his van. When he got back home that evening he discovered that the woman across the road had missed the clutch, slammed on the accelerator and ploughed into his beloved Austin at exactly the same time. I thought not being in two car accidents at once was quite impressive. Another - when I was interested in magic ('the manipulation of coincidence' as Crowley once put it) as a student - I had a row with a girl (Linda) in the flat one night and next morning being up early and finding her handbag in the kitchen I put it on the table with all the cutlery in a circle pointing at it, muttered a bit of hocus pocus, incense on the cooker etc. Rick came in and started laughing at me, which was fair enough. Then Linda came downstairs with blood on her face wailing (strong Welsh accent) 'I cut myself in bed!! How'd I cut myself in bed??' We never found out. Another - teaching in a boys' school one afternoon some oaf was using his watch to reflect the sun into my eyes. I finally told him to stop it 'or I'll take it away from you'. Inevitable mutterings about getting his Dad (probably an even bigger thug than he was) up the school, I diffused tension by saying 'Not the watch, the sun' which caused great hilarity until at that very moment Mr Sun went behind a cloud and silence fell. Why did I add 'and you can't have it back till the end of the lesson'? But it did, it stayed behind the cloud until the bell rang and then came out again. Never very much trouble out of that class afterwards! Maybe there is a god after all! I do notice when something significant happens that I've often had a thought closely related to it earlier. It's never a thought that I've deliberately got to by some rational process, just one that popped up seemingly of its own accord, but equally it never cries 'Ahoy! I'm a prediction.' so I've never been able to watch carefully and take notes. On the other hand my superstitious side is sufficiently developed to have convinced me that since thinking of what you most hope for seems to prevent it happening, by deliberately thinking of the worst outcome of a situation it can be deflected. Enjoy your coincidences