Anyone out there superstitious? As a rule I’m not. I’ll admit I salute if I see a single magpie and I try to avoid walking under ladders – though this is more because it seems sensible than anything else. I’ve never been worried by Friday the 13th though after yesterday I’m beginning to wonder…
The band had a gig last night and we were going to drive in a convoy to the venue. Then Husband’s car wouldn’t start so we had to unpack his car and put everything into mine before we could set off. Then our friend’s sat nav lead us down a variety of country lanes which were flooded and meant we had to keep reversing in the dark until we could turn around and try another route. We arrived an hour late for our sound check. Some friends had a, thankfully minor, crash trying to come and see us and had to turn back. The other band that was supposed to be playing couldn’t get there because of flooded roads. Only a small crowd showed up because the weather was so bad and when we finally played we were beset by freakish technical problems. The journey home took twice as long because every route we tried was flooded and trees were down all over the place. Then we were kept awake most of the night by the sounds of fences falling down and tiles flying off the roof. Still. It could have been worse! At least the night wasn’t a total wash out. We made a very interesting contact who may have something very cool lined up for the band next year. I wish I could say more but a) I can’t and b) I daren’t.
I hope your Friday the 13th went a little better!