The other day I wrote about how I saw a friend of mine when he wasn’t actually there.
(Which is different from thinking that I saw my friend; to find out exactly how they’re different, you’ll have to read the original Daily Reminder.)
Well, here’s a funny little story to demonstrate that the opposite is possible too: you can not see someone, when they are there.
🙈
Many years ago I played a naughty little prank on my mum, leveraging the principles behind how we experience life to cause confusion and chaos in the Cotswolds.
I’d been invited to go and visit for Sunday lunch—my sister was coming down to stay from the North of England—but the date unfortunately clashed with a bike race I’d entered ages before, so I couldn’t go.
Everyone was disappointed but, you know, shit happens, so we all got on with our lives and I arranged to come over to Mum’s some other time.
Except, at the last minute, due to bad weather up in mid-Wales, the race was cancelled.
So I hatched a plan.
😈