Superstition/lucky charms

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    My mother was very superstitious,especially at (Hogmanay).
    Our 'First Footer',had to be Tall and Dark Haired, He or She should have a lump of Coal and a Bottle of Whisky and something to eat with them.:scratch:.
    If My Dad was late back from his mates house ,he had to stand in the garden shed and wait till we had our 'First Foot'.:cry3:.

    My Dad was small, Bald, Had Drank All The Whisky,and was Looking For Something To Eat :biggrin:,(He Was Barred):wallbanging:.
     
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      I used to be very superstitious but I gave it up because it was too much like hard work.

      Years ago I had a lucky charm. It was a necklace that I'd made myself. I told people for a laugh that it had 'powers', and I guess if you say something enough it becomes truth. It had the power to reverse my luck (only trivial stuff), so if I'd been having a bad run on the weekly 2p poker games with my mates, I'd wear my necklace, and then I'd win. If I was having no luck with the ladies, I'd wear my necklace, and suddenly I'd have a run of success. It got too much for me though. I had to be so careful about when to wear it, because if I was having moderately ok luck, it could turn things very sour. So I decided one day to dispose of it. After much careful thought (in a nightclub pre the smoking ban), I took it off and held it in my hand as I saw the ash tray emptying man coming along with his bin bag. I waited until he was nearly at my table before dropping my necklace in the ashtray. I watched it go into the bin bag, and I watched the man walk off continuing his rounds. Several days later I was returning home from clubbing in the early hours of one morning and I noticed something shiny on my doorstep, some 12 miles from the club where I'd saw my necklace go in the bin. I looked closely. It was my necklace. It had come home. I took this as an omen so decided to keep it. It took pride of place in my bedroom after that for several days, until I met the lass that later became my wife. The first time she called to our house I decided to show her this magic necklace. It was gone. I searched my room, then later the entire house, and it just wasn't there. I've never seen it since.
       
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        If I were to list all the superstitions my Gran had, we'd all be here until doomsday, I didn't believe any of them .... touch wood.
         
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