Turn A Different Corner.

Watched a film tonight called 'I Love New York'. It was certainly different. The girls didn't like it, not your usual New York RomCom 'chick-flick' they like to watch on a friday night.

It depicted a string of chance meetings on the streets of New York between strangers who were somehow linked together by being residents of the Big Apple and maybe by knowing someone who knew someone who had met them before, also maybe by chance. What I got from it was that life is all about a host of chance meetings that either change our lives....or don't! No-one ever gets to join the dots up and the individuals concerned seldom get to meet the rest, but somehow they are all unwittingly bound by a series of happenstances.

It got me to thinking how a chance meeting, that very nearly didn't happen and frankly quite probably shouldn't have happened, led to B and I meeting. Both our lives changed and four more people now exist because of that 'happenstance'. Is it fate? Is it Luck? Is it all part of a great master-plan? Or is it just how it is?

I'm curious enough to find myself thinking what if? I'm curious enough to find myself asking a question when I see a couple on a park bench ooozing years of partnership and experience, comfortable in each others company, enjoying their peace, inner and outer. How did they meet? Chance happenstance or childhood sweethearts? (BTW - when I passed them by, they were holding hands!)

As I was driving to pick up Tom tonight, I had decided to use this photograph for my blip tonight and discarded the one I had prepared earlier like Fanny Craddock tossing an imperfect souflé at Johnny, when I turned the radio on for company.

The song that was playing was Turn a Different Corner. I thought that was pretty spooky!

Take me back in time maybe I can forget,
Turn a different corner and we never would have met. Would you care?
George Michael.

Give it some large