Strange thing happened to me on the way to... well, on the way to the bathroom actually.
I got up to attend to a call of nature and recognising that it was dark (smart bloke, me) instinctively reached my left hand out behind me to turn on the light switch outside the bathroom door. Except that there isn't one there. In fact, there wasn't one in the last place I lived either. (Incidentally, that one was activated by a PIR sensor which was pretty cool but that's a story for another day). The light switch I was subconsciously searching for actually belonged to the house I sold over four years ago. How odd.
So with room adequately lit, I did what I had to do (sorry folks - find your own links, I'm not into that kind of entertainment thanks) then went to flush the loo and with instinct on fine form, reached out to grab the lightswitch pull cord. It must be over 25 years since I lived anywhere where you had to pull a chain to flush the loo. What was I thinking of?
Before you ask, my body was completely free of alcohol or any other mind-altering substances for that matter. Maybe it's some kind of reverse deja visite phenomenon where I knew where I was but it felt like somewhere else that I actually had been to before.
I have absolutely no idea what was going through my mind. For that matter, I have to ask myself what on earth was going through my mind when I thought this might be a story worth sharing...
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Alien abduction...you need to see a scientologist immediately.
Failing that, send me a brown envelope full of crisp £20 notes and I will light a candle to St.Keira of Hollywood to intervene for your possessed soul.
Looking for light switches and cord pulls from earlier residences is not that crazy. Maybe your subconscious was visiting old places and in certain instances you react as if you were there physically. I study these kinds of things, in past life and dream therapy work.
The mind is a tricky thing, you never know where it is going to take you on any given day. I don't think you're crazy...
easy peasy mate... May I suggest a Jamie Oliver cook book next time...
Pukkah !!!
he he he
Jeremy
Glad you've still got control of your bladder, at least x
Delcatto - if St Keira comes to Grimsby as reported recently, she's welcome to do all the intervening she wants!
Jeremy - my mind is a challenge to keep track of at the best of times, I guess it just caught me off guard this time!
As for Mr Oliver, I was one of the millions duped into thinking I'd got an advance copy of his book by e-mail. Not strictly true but the print out may still be worth another leaf through (or at least I can use one of the pages to light the oven!)
Thanks Cherrypie - I've learnt through the years to treasure each drink related internal organ as if it were my last!
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