Several years ago I had never even heard of this village here in Norfolk, it's quite buried and isolated. But my old friend took me there one day to a sale in the village hall. I remember remarking "What a dreadful old village hall, it's falling to pieces!" Many many years later, here I am, a resident in that same village, and on the Village Hall Committee. Our aim- to build a new one! But I wonder if these 'random' occurrences are really so? It seems sometimes as if the Universe wishes to teach us something, and repeats it for us, or prepares us beforehand, so we may have knowledge.