Spooky choice of an event

I don't know if this comes into the "forbidden" category of premonition. It's close to it, but here goes, because it is really spooky. I grew up in Swansea, S.Wales and went to the Grammar School there - an ancient edifice founded in the 1600's. But at age 18 we moved to London and spent all the years in England until retirement at age 65 in 1980. (Yes, that means I'm in my 97th year, but don't go away!). We had spent occasional holidays back in Swansea, but had not visited or thought about the Grammar School. But just after retirement I started to think about the old school and particularly (this bit is critical) about playing "fives" (a squash-like game) using the buttresses of the ancient building. We decided we would like to visit the old school. We drove down and spent a Sunday "pottering". On Monday morning I drove to the Grammar School. The site was full of bulldozers and being demolished. The demolition foreman said "We've been here for three days. If you had come tomorrow there would have been nothing left." Now here is the weirdest bit: The only bits left upright were the buttresses we used to play our "fives" in. I chipped away some bits of stone and watched as everything was flattened - a building that had stood for over 400 years.