It Could Only Happen To Me

Everywhere I go strange things happen to me, little adventures you might call them. Some are funny, but none of them sad, most makes you step back and wonder what is going on. Everyone prompts me to write something whether it is a story or a poem. When I first met my brother many years ago, I stayed with an Aunt. As we pulled up outside her home we were shocked to see what we had thought to be a friend of ours, but in reality, it was a cousin. The resemblance was uncanny that even my wife noticed it too. Once when we went to the Isle of Wight for a weeks break I took the wrong turn and ended up in a Carnival with everyone waving at us. A good way to start a holiday getting VIP status on the first day. However, this is not uncommon it happens wherever I go. People only have to meet me once after that they recognise me wherever I go. It can get a bit embarrassing because I normally forget their name, but they always know mine. The reason for it is something I will never know, but I have a saying for it, it could only happen to me. How many people do you know could get rained on, on a clear and sunny day? I know one needless to say it could only happen to me and usually does.