A coincidence so unlikely it’ll have you believing in synchronicity after all. Back in April a friend was re-drywalling part of our kitchen. Behind the old plasterboard he came across this pin-up calendar from an auto wreckers in the nearby village of Stirling. The serendipitous aspect is that I was born in April, 1958, the month and year on display. What are the odds? And what are the odds of it being uncovered in April 2012, fifty-four years after it was built into my wall? It wasn’t my wall then–I was born in Tunis. Such a delicious feeling–as if we are after all being gently toyed with by a playful universe. I will update my writing news soon (there is quite a bit) but in the meantime, Happy New Year! Enjoy 2013 and all the magic it has to offer. Blessings, Ursula