Friday 13

It's...

Friday...

Yes, the 13th. Aren't you afraid?

Not much. I tread carefully but I did get out of bed. I got through the day with no more than a trouser tear so far. I wasn't intending to fly or drive or start a new piece of needlework or lay down the keel of a new fishing boat, or get married today so I didn't need to take avoiding action on those activities. Where does all this nonsense come from?

13th disciple, Judas, last supper, held on a Frday?

Bah. More of your numeracy superstitions. Like your 777 last week. Did you see that none of the tickets with 7 in them won anything? All the lucky numbers on that day were sixes or threes or twos.

OK. I'm a slow learner. But did you know that hundreds of millions of dollars are lost when the thirteenth falls on a Friday in the US because people put their heads in the sand, won't do business, won't fly like normal.
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