Spooky!

My mum died 8 years ago. 3 years ago, on her birthday - 21st November - i was travelling by car from London, where I live, to Manchester to view some market research. The interviews were being held in the old Ferrantis building - where she used to work. Already I thought this was a a pretty big coincidence. On the way I took a phone call telling me that the 1st interviewee had cancelled, so I was going to be too early. I decided to stop off at a service station I would never normally stop at, as it was close to my destination, for lunch. Walking into knutsford services I bumped into my brother, who lived in Bristol, walking out. I was pretty spooked out for the rest of the day.