On entering the park with W today I spotted a lone magpie. I automatically saluted in order to try and counteract the superstition that the sight of one magpie will bring sorrow. "One for sorrow, two for joy, three for a girl, four for a boy, five for silver, six for gold, seven for a secret never to be told." I am not sure where I picked up this particular superstition though it may have been my Dad as he spent my entire pregnancy updating me on the predicted sex of my baby according to the number of magpies he had spotted that day. I have also picked up a few others along the ...
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