Only cars and horses.

My husband died in a motorcycle accident in 2001. In the few short months following, even though I had moved area I saw a camper van we previously owned and also his old car, which we had sold some years earlier. A few months later I decided to buy my daughter a pony. I viewed the pony and then went with my sister-in-law to pick it up. The pony was standing in a dark corner stable, but in the next stable, leaning over chatting to the pony was a big black horse. My sister-in-law took one look at it and said it was a horse she had sold sometime earlier. She had know idea where it had been moved to. These are no doubt coincidences but obviously I was looking for signs from my husband.<br /> In 1989 I was working for the London Ambulance Service, I attended an road traffic accident in Hendon where the Air ambulance helicopter had to land. About 4 years ago I started going out with a policeman who it turns out went to pick up the Doctor and paramedics from the helicopter to transport them to the accident.<br /> Lastly, my mother was nosing around a junk shop in Hastings, she came across a WW1 photograph of a Cavalry Officer. She recognised to picture as that of a Great Uncle which had hung in her Grandmothers house. The picture was particularly distinctive as the sleeve of the Officers jacket completely hid his hand and she said her Granny would never believe that he had not lost his hand in the war until he came home.<br />