For many the number 13 strikes fear. Last week we had Friday the 13th. For some people if the 13th of the month happens to fall on a Friday it means absolute horror. In the distant past I had a car accident on a Friday the 13th. I jumped on the bandwagon of believing it was a day to avoid – stay indoors – don’t get behind the wheel of a car – don’t try anything new – don’t pick up a power tool – etc.
About ten years ago I started to think differently. We viewed a lovely property to purchase on the 13th of a month. We completed the sale and got the keys on the 13th of another month. I had a job offer on the 13th of a month a couple of years later. So 13 doesn’t scare me!
Last Friday began as a day of chores. Then I went to collect a friend, by car, and we went for a lovely wander in a town nearby, finishing in a cafe for frothy coffee and cake. A reward for doing those chores. Life has to have a happy balance. Friday 13th was well balanced.
Sorry I have no pictures to share. I was going to snap my friend’s courgette, avocado and lime cake, green sponge, green icing, flower petals sprinkled on top (new cake, new experience), but oops, she ate it quickly! You will have to use your imagination this time.