Something that follows you.....

Throughout my life the colour green has 'followed' me. To the point where I spend a lot of time avoiding it. I know for the most part nature is green and I haven't got a problem with that, it's everything else.

Four of the six houses I've owned were painted green when I moved in. The sixth and now probably final house WAS called 'Lawnside', suggesting green, that had to go, a boring name anyway. If a shop assistant tries to help me to choose a colour, not surprisingly they tend to offer me green. My team colour throughout school was the same and in senior school my uniform was also green.

A number of years ago a friend and local car dealer was asked to find me a 'runabout', a small hatchback. I told him any colour but green or silver. He offered me the perfect little car which I bought, it was green. :gaagh:
Funnily, although I wouldn't wear it anyway, green doesn't suit my colouring.

Having said all this it has never let me down. So I suppose I'm stuck with it for the rest of my life!

Has anyone else got something that has followed them, other than a shadow?

 

I paint everything green & yellow, given the chance.

 

yep dates significant things always happen on my birthday or anniversary ,always seems to be major changes to my life usually for the better

 

Two things 'bug' me.

Water - in every house I've lived in, from being a small child to now, there have been water 'issues'. In the first the cold water tank burst (many years before indoor swimming pools were even thought of!). In the second, where my Mother used a 'copper' for doing the washing, she opened the tap at the bottom to draw off some of the water, it came off in her hand and sent boiling soapy water all over the kitchen floor. In our third house the water main burst under the living room floor on Christmas Day - there was us one end of the room with a ruined Christmas dinner and men the other end with pneumatic drills! Then I got married, water never came out of the cold tap in the bath unless you hit it in a certain way, in a certain place, with an old shampoo bottle half full water, kept there specifically for that purpose! And we came back from 2 weeks holiday to find one of the bedroom radiators had been leaking profusely for most of that time. We moved here, only to find out the hard way, that someone had put the plastic waste pipe from the bath against the pipe carrying the hot water to the tap - that brought down the dining room ceiling. Then the cheap copper piping began to give up and 'men' would have to come (usually during the early hours of the morning), to rip up floorboards and replace bits - until we finally had to have all the copper ripped out and replaced.

The second is the 14th (or indeed the number 14). No worries over Friday (or any other) 13th for me, but the 14th. Thankfully, I've only been involved in two RTAs, both happened on a 14th and following one I spent 14 weeks recovering; my Father died on 14th of the month; my Mother-in-Law died on 14th; my husband was involved in a (minor) aircraft accident on 14th; his brother died at the age of 14 and our third house (where the floor was dug up Christmas Day) was No. 14.

Of course, I blame my Mother for all this - I was born on 14th, during a thunderstorm (according to my Mother). I wonder if that's significant!!!!

 

I think you'd better stay in bed on the fourteenth of the month Fidgetsmum, it's probably safer. Having said that, you'd probably get up and find another watery problem that's happened while you've been there.

 

and flaming bad luck or is that just bad choices :gaagh:

 

Only one way to find out Shiney. You could probably get a government grant to help finance the experiment.

 

This is a really interesting thread!! Incidentally I love the colour green, it's my favourite.
For me it is THURSDAYS!!!! Nothing good has ever happened to me on a Thursday and some really dreadful things in my life (too awful to tell) have again happened on a Thursday. Yes it may just be coincidence, but I never feel good on Thursdays and am always relieved when it is Friday!!!

Val

 

Not any more, Dai. We're into austerity and the Big Society. You'd have to get volunteers to sponsor your bladder.

 

I don't think of myself as superstitious, but, well, I'm not keen on Wednesdays. Bad things happen to me on Wednesdays.

 

I've had a few things that persistently followed me. Hopefully I've shaken them off now.

Now some of this might seem like a joke, but I'm quite serious. There's a lesson in equality in here somewhere.

My first proper girlfriend, who I was with intentionally for just over a year, became a scary stalker after I had to dump her. I even had to change my drinking haunts several times, and each time she'd find out where I was going and then turn up. It even got to the point where complete strangers would stop me in the street or in a pub/club to warn me that they'd spotted her either in the direction I was heading, or heading in my direction. Even after I'd settled with the lass that is now my wife, and she knew this, she turned up at my house at 4AM wearing nothing but a dressing gown and threatening to make up rumours about me unless I let her in. I told her to go home, but this didn't stop the endless phone calls, the rumours that she was pregnant with my child some two years after our relationship had broken down, the rumours that we were engaged and were buying a house together etc. Lucky for me I'm made of sterner stuff, so found it to be a mild annoyance more than anything else.

Another one, I once had a handmade necklace. Everytime I wore it my luck would change drastically. This was great if I was having bad luck, because putting the necklace on would give me good luck within a few hours, but if I was having a lucky day, putting the necklace on was a guaranteed way to ensure that something very unpleasant would happen that day. One night I was in a nightclub, still sober, when I decided to get rid of the necklace. Having tried unsuccessfully to lose it several times before, this time I was more calculating in its disposal method. I waited by a dirty ashtray until I saw the cleaner coming with his big black bag to empty the ashtrays. I waited until he was at the next table to me before dropping the necklace in the dirty ashtray. Then I watched closely as the ashtray and contents, including my necklace, went into the black bag. Then I watched carefully as the cleaner continued putting more and more rubbish and cig ends went into the bag after my necklace. Job done. I was rid of it. Then about a week later I was arriving home, some 15 miles away, after a night out. Something shiny caught my eye on the doorstep. I had a closer look, and there it was. My necklace had somehow found its way out of the bag of rubbish, and found its way the 15 miles from the club to my doorstep. I took this as a sign that I should keep it after all. So I put it somewhere very safe. Then I met the lass that is now my wife and told her all about it. I went to show her the spooky necklace, remembering exactly with 100% certainty where I'd put it, and it was not there. I searched and searched, but it was never seen again.

 

very interesting reading there clueless1,im afraid im fascinated with spiritual matters,fate etc,also i keep being told i should write a book about my life (dont know how many people would actually believe it,how much sh*t can 1 person get through ?) maybe something you should consider ?

 

That's spooky Clueless!

My daughter was being stalked by her ex-fiance (he ditched her), watching her house and sending her texts because he wanted her back. Thhis had gone on for four years. Hopefully she's rid of him now, she emigrated last week. But the fact he is an ex-policeman is a bit worrying, he may have people in the right places.

 

That made the hairs on the back of my teeth stand up Dave

Similar thing happened to me with regard to first girlfiend, she wouldn't go away and all other girlfriends thought I was still seeing her.

She still won't go away, even though she now hates me and we've been married for 24 years (which was all my fault of course:DOH