Two mildly strange things have happened in the past couple of days. (I think I’ve been watching too much Fargo):
- Yesterday, I received a stamped, addressed letter in the post, to ‘the householder’. Inside, there was a hand-written letter (on Basildon Bond paper, no less!) from a Jehovah’s Witness. Not only had she gone to the trouble of writing this out by hand, she’d also written jw.org in blue letters, a bit like how it appears on here or elsewhere online! I don’t share her beliefs but I was quite touched by the effort she’d gone to. I’ve never received a hand-written religious tract before.
- Today, I lost my keys, just as I was heading out on the school run. This meant I had to leave the door on the latch (unlocked) and trust that nobody was going to attempt to enter our property whilst I was out. As I was leaving the house, a car pulled up, and two men came out, both in dark suits, one with shades and cropped mohawk hair, the other with some kind of cut to his face. Obviously this is where the Fargo thing kicked in and I shat myself a little, thinking that they’d been sent to fuck me up. Anyway, I walked through the front gate and down the road, and they disappeared. And I found my keys, and I didn’t get burgled, so all is good.