Premonition.

I had a funny feeling that premonition was going to be the word for today, I must be psychic. Rather surprisingly the definition of premonition is, a feeling that something, especially something unpleasant, is going to happen, which as an optimist, I would prefer it to be something pleasant going to happen. This may explain why I seem to have so little luck with the lottery, or it could on the other hand have something to do with the enormous odds against winning.

During a visit to a fairground I had occasion to visit a fortune teller and during the course of my reading I told her a very funny joke which caused her to laugh hysterically, whereupon I slapped her about the face. “What did you do that for,” she cried, my reply was simple. “My life is fraught with ups and downs but I’ve always wanted to strike a happy medium.” I demanded my money back and left, after all, if she had been any good as a clairvoyant she would have had a premonition of what I was about to do and parried my blow.

Some people have a pessimistic outlook to life, constantly depressed as they have premonitions of doom and gloom, I on the other hand am an optimist and always look on the bright side of things if I can. Unfortunately neither the pessimist or the optimist can ever be really happy, for the pessimist expects the worst and is then depressed when it happens and the optimist always looks for the best but is constantly disappointed when things never turn out to be quite as good as expected.

There are always stories of people who have had premonitions of impending disaster and refused to board a plane or ship only to find out later that the plane crashed in a plume of flames, or the ship struck an iceberg, so perhaps there is some truth in the ability to foresee the future. Of course it could be that there are plenty of people out there who may also have had premonitions but chose to ignore them, unfortunately in the case of both of the previous scenarios they will never tell.

Well, that’s enough on premonitions for now, except perhaps should any of my readers have a feeling in their waters that they may have an inkling of an idea as to the winning lottery numbers, please don’t hesitate to leave the details in the comment box at the end. Thanking you in anticipation.

About The Diary of a Country Bumpkin

I am a retired actor, although to be honest I only retired because I wasn't getting any work and the option of becoming an unemployed actor/waiter at my age was ludicrous, especially as my waiting skills are non-existent. Having said I’m retired, I don’t think there really is such a thing as a retired actor for I am still available for work, I just don’t have an agent or any connections with regards to obtaining any worthwhile work. I have over the years done student films when there is nothing else available, always low paid (if at all) the only incentive was always the promised copy of the finished film for your show reel which nine times out of ten always failed to materialise. I spent many years looking after my aged mother who had dementia, hence the lack of acting work but shortly after her death I was lucky enough to run into an ex-girlfriend of many years ago and our romance blossomed once again, resulting in us getting married in 2013. My move to the countryside inspired me to write The Diary of a Country Bumpkin which tells of my continuing dilemmas in dealing with the rigors of the countryside from the unexpectedly large number of pollens, fungal moulds and hay products waiting to attack the unsuspecting townie. I enjoy writing, see my play Dulce Et Decorum Est Pro Patria Mori on The Wireless Theatre Company, The Plays Wot I Wrote and The Battle of Barking Creek both available on Amazon.co.uk and am very fond of classic cars so my ideal occupation would be acting in a film I had written set in the 1930s/40s, we live in hopes. I am delighted to say that since venturing to the countryside where space is not quite the premium it is in town, I have due to the availability of two double garages acquired more classic cars to form a small collection the pride of which are a 1947 Bentley Mk VI and a 2000 Bentley Arnage. My various blogs and websites are continually evolving and I’m sure that by following the appropriate links you will find something which will edify or amuse.

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2 Responses to Premonition.

Elizabeth Los says:

27/02/2018 at 5:21 pm

I’m a pessimist, so I do expect the worst. But I’m often pleasantly surprised by the outcome. Other times, I feel like “I knew that was going to happen”, but usually am better prepared to deal with it when it does. Premonition leads my mind to think of déjà vu. Ever had those moments?

- The Diary of a Country Bumpkin says:
  
  27/02/2018 at 5:31 pm
  
  Theoretically a pessimist should never be disappointed as it should always turn out better than they were anticipating! Surely everyone must have had deja vu moments at some time in their life?