Reversals

I suppose that it's really a bit much for me to be shocked that my luck turned. I mean, slings and arrows and all that. When something is proverbially fickle, surprise is vulgar. (Agatha Christie says surprise is always vulgar, which I can't help but think must have been something of a professional handicap.) Gamblers have a superstition about not mentioning their luck for fear it might change and Terry Pratchett thinks that Luck dislikes panderers (though she likes Rincewind; Luck has no taste). So I've learnt my lesson, which - apparently - is: don't knock the wisdom of popular culture. (The Shakespeare quote counts in that category; he's always been popular, especially that monologue.)

I seriously hope this is the right lesson, because I don't think I can take a lot more learning just at the moment.

I like symmetry, which means I like mirror images, which means I like reversals. Yes, I'm sure I do. Which is good. Under the circumstances. Nevertheless, in the immortal words of Jet - and note me applying my hard-learnt lesson here - I think it might be time to kick the plan before the plan kicks me.