So how does this seven years bad luck thing work?
Is it all disaster from now on?
Are there some light moments thrown in? Just to make me feel safe again?
Has anyone out there been through this and come out the other side?
Doesn't seven years seem a bit of a weighty punishment for simply moving a wash bag too hastily?
Postscript: In the two days since i broke that mirror my carburettor died and I've had to handle real poo three times.
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