Strange, but true.

There are occasions in my life where odd things happen, most people would call them coincidence, I call them strange. This weekend, we put in an appearance at the Denbigh Country Show where lots of things were laid on to entertain the public, one of which was a display of classic cars. Many years ago I owned a Mini, which was the source of a few thrills and spills in my younger days and so, seeing a couple of this now rapidly declining species I took a closer look. The first car was rather pink and girlie, but very well modified and presented, the second a blue car, that was a little more sporty and equally well turned out. I walked round the cars and took a couple of pictures before I spotted anything odd. One of our daughters is called Rosie and likes all things pink, one of our granddaughters is called Molly and seems to be turning quite sporty. You may now understand my surprise when seeing the names on the back of each car.

Whilst talking with the guy who did the restorations and explaining the coincidence he told me of a third car that he was currently working on called Millie, now I find that strange, because we also have a granddaughter called Millie.