In the words of Stevie Wonder "the writing's on the wall"!
Which is all very well, but what does the writing say? And possibly more to the point, which wall, and if the local council consider it to be vandalism, who is going to clean it up?
I've never been very superstitious, so I have no major issues with black cats, walking beneath ladders or throwing condiments over my shoulder.
However, I'm not a massive fan of Friday the 13th. I don't know why, it just gives me the tingles, and I feel that it won't be the best of days.
This year I spilt orange juice all down my brand new, clean on, shirt. I missed my train, so had to wait an hour for the next one (which was delayed). And to top it all off, I nearly fell over, grabbed my mam who was beside me for support, and subsequently pulled her down to the floor too.
And if all that wasn't ideal, the day after was Valentine's Day.
So that's two days in a row I didn't get lucky.
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