Gone But Not Forgotten
- Jan 3, 2006
In the eighties I lived in a flat with my girlfriend. We'd have friends round and have all sorts of discussions ('those were the days my friends'). One particular day the topic was dowsing and we decided to experiment. Using a swiftly manufactured pendulum we embarked on an afternoon of horse-racing prediction. We had spectacular success clearly predicting the outcomes of three consecutive races; so we decided to place a bet on the next one. Freaky thing is - one of the runners in the next race was called DOWSING. The cosmic prankster had his laugh when he made the pendulum indicate another horse, on which we placed our bets (despite the synchronicity screaming at us to back Dowsing). Of course our dowsed horse lost and DOWSING won :?