....Wayne is his name....looked after me today.....
Drove into a small car park at the chemist......seven spaces with just a large white van in the centre one.....
I was going to park on the right of it but Wayne tapped my shoulder and changed my mind, so I parked on the left....
As I waited at the counter there was a deafening crash......we dashed to the door and a young girl had reversed, at speed, into the side of the white van.......
Had Wayne not made me change my choice my car would have been wrecked.......and I do love my car.......the girl's BMW is seriously damaged....and white van man is a little cross.....x
I truly believe you GNess. I was once stood on a rock face... and out of no where something or some one told me to 'step off' I took a firmer grip with may hands to hold on... at that moment the whole ledge I was stood on collapsed beneath my feet. Scary but true.
When I was working, Tilly....I always got on with the naughty children.....(takes one to know one, said MrG) and so many were called Wayne that I came to love the name......so I've adopted Wayne the Guardian Angel......x
Oh I know, Ark.....I have had three weird experiences......one saved my life......a voice or a voice in my head I don't know.....but I certainly know to listen now.......x