A Gypsy Prediction

when read aloud and I also like the message presented.4/5 Respectfully, Rett: "It’s impossible to smile on the outside without feeling better on the inside." Purplemoondoll

My mother was told that she would be murdered, so she never dared own a TV while she lived alone in a house on a hill. She died in hospital at 91 yrs. I was told by a gypsy, as me and my husband (divorced) got out of a car in St Emillion: "You will never have any children." I never did? I, unlike my mother never thought about this saying but she took it seriously, that was rotten I think. She had a good sense of humour though and could behave calmly in a crisis. A man climbed in through her bedroom window(1st floor), in the night and put a sheet over his head coming to my mother in the other room where she sat writing letters with her back to him, he demanded money, she laughed and said "Jeannie,(my sister) you know that I don't keep money in the house", she then walked towards him and went to the kitchen to get the rolling pin; meanwhile the man climbed out taking five pounds from my mother's handbag with him. To this day I don't know if it was willingly she made this 'ghost' into my sister in order to lessen her fear or.......? Yet another time she had come home from a holiday leaving the car boot open in the drive she went indoors, a man came in saying that he needed to use the phone as his car had broken down, she waved him into the sitting room, the next thing she knew, he having taken a while, was the man standing exactly behind her, she turned round revealing her one item of value, her black opal brooch from my father, thinking he would ask for that she said "would you like a cup of tea" he seemed taken aback and said "yes please". While they sipped tea his comrade took her suitcase from the boot of the car. It was found several days later thrown over a hedge nearby, she lost nothing of value. Their house was rather remote. There were two other robberies there, but one not while they were home. The one where the robber just walked in and took my father's camera and its tripod, trained for photographing the great tits young, while my parents were out in the garden, easily in view. The poem!!! Yes we are alone and it is a sweet melancholy. Anna dalla Norvegia

Gypsy music is wildly exciting sometimes, I have already mentioned "Duende" to you. Annunccia.