I had the strangest dream last week. All sleeping dreams are strange I think but this one I’ve had more than once and I just couldn’t fathom,
1. Why I had it so often lately. I mean it’s true I’m closely wedded to this stove. I talk about it, cook on it, boil the kettle on it, sit by it, photograph and listen to it, appreciate it, depend on it, practically talk to it, but still! Ok, so I am closely wedded to this house as well.
2. Why I always remember this dream so clearly in the morning and
3. Why on earth I’d be dreaming our chimney fell down?
The whole thing, stones, wall, larger than normal but ours, definitely ours.
On Friday I got my answer, if you believe in premonition, intuition, signs, or whatever you might call it, which I don’t know, maybe…maybe more now, but on Friday we had a fire in that chimney (we have two)
And here’s the biggest thing, the fire was a blessing. Because of it we learned of a fault in the construction, a dangerous, potentially lethal fault, while the fire itself, though frightening, caused no damage, not as much as a puff of smoke.
Of course now I’m trying to solve the mystery of waking up one morning recently to find a bird in the bathroom. No door and no window open. So, who was he do you think? It’s just one great big mystery after another isn’t it?
Has anything like this ever happened to you?