A walk packed with significance…

But first…
Dulltown, Europe: Today’s Sir Arthur Conan Doyle quotation is from A Study in Scarlet:
(Watson and Holmes in a cab) It was a foggy, cloudy morning, and a dun-coloured veil hung over the house-tops looking like the reflection of the mud-coloured streets beneath. My companion was in the best of spirits, and prattled away about Cremona fiddles and the difference between a Stradivarius and an Amati. As for myself, I was silent, for the dull weather and the melancholy business upon which we were engaged depressed my spirits.

I have recently been doing a few ‘building’ jobs about the house, some of which required squirting polyurethane expanding foam into voids… Yes, voids… Isn’t ‘void’ a very nice word?…
Anyway, I needed a couple of new cans of the stuff; the place to get them is a twenty-minute walk away, a specialist tool and builder’s materials supplier; I knew that the cans could be had from them at £4.99 each, so I set off with money in my hot little hand.
Early on in my walk I was passing the local department store/hardware store when I thought that they might possibly sell such products and save me a walk, so I decided to pop in to see.
They did sell such items. They were the same size as the ones I had been using, but they were £7.50 each… Hm… They would cost more, but it would be quicker to buy them there. I pondered on it for a minute or so, I was pretty well 50 – 50 on it, but decided that the walk would be good exercise, and that I would save money on the enterprise.
The journey to the other store was without event, I went in, grabbed one of those tiny brown pencils, and filled in the product number on the chit and handed it to the woman behind the counter. She clicked away and read the information off the screen, ‘Expanding foam £3.99.’
‘Oh…’ I said, ‘I thought that they were £4.99.’
‘They’ve gone down,’ she said.
‘Jolly good,’ I said.
Heading back, I was still glowing from my cheap-foam-triumph, and mentally totting up how much money I had serendipitously saved, I was also feeling good having had a bit of exercise. Half way home, I found myself stepping over a puddle (from an earlier short downpour) which was next to a queue of people standing at a bus stop. Floating on the surface of the dirty water, Her Majesty beckoning up to me, was a five pound note. I picked it up between finger and thumb, gave it a quick shake, wrapped it in a tissue, smiled, and pocketed it…
Well, that’s not really a very interesting story is it? But, of course, if I were a spiritual, ‘new age’, ‘in touch with the cosmos’, or religious sort of person, I’m sure that I’d draw some ‘meaning’ or message from those recent events. Did God, or my guardian angel, or the great seething intelligent cosmos, have a hand in my earlier 50 – 50 ponderings in the first shop? Has ‘destiny’ been at work here? Was this a moment of significance, that would lead me on a new path in life? Is it all predestination? Anyway, who was it that dropped that fiver in the water? Was it a poor fragile little old lady, or a smart-suited fat business man? Damn, why didn’t they drop it years ago when I was skint, and I really needed it!… Doh! Isn’t life funny?…
Dear me, it’s a good job I don’t believe in such tosh – it’s all just chance, and it was just wet money in a puddle! Hm, perhaps I should go and spend the five quid on a nice dream catcher?… Only kidding dear reader…
Oh, and by the way, when I got back home, I found that the wind had blown a lost playing card, face up, onto my doorstep – it was the Jack of Diamonds –  but no matter how hard I tried, I could glean any significance from it….

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About Dave Whatt

Grumpy old surrealist artist, musician, postcard maker, bluesman, theatre set designer, and debonair man-about-town. My favourite tools are the plectrum and the pencil...
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3 Responses to A walk packed with significance…

  1. This is the Universe rewarding you for making the effort to walk the extra bit. Also…did you know that expanding foam is used to make sculptures? https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MDDo83M68Kk enjoyed your video too, by the way. 🙂

    • Dave Whatt says:

      I do like expanding foam – I like the ‘sheee’ noise it makes as it comes out of the tube too. I wonder how she finishes off her pieces – it says on the tin that it is very durable, but it is degraded by sunlight. I wonder what that thing was that she was making?… Was it a mask, do you think?…

      • I have no idea what she was making – it looked like some sort of spiky dangerous thing anyway, ha! A hat or mask….? I’m sure a coat of paint, then a wood varnish of some sort would protect it and make it durable. I feel a new project coming on…..it will be quicker than paper mache I think. 😀

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