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There is a small bottle of champagne in my fridge waiting for the right moment to be popped. I am not sure when that will be but maybe I will just celebrate that the sun has finally decided to shine again, or maybe I will keep it for a rainy day.

The little bottle of sparkly found its way into my possession in a paper-bag filled with goodies that I got yesterday because I was in the wrong place at the right time. I was meant to be seeing a film to review, but I got the cinema wrong and ended up at a red-carpet launch for on-demand TV. Never one to say ‘no’ to some free bubbly I was happy to take the unexpected gift home with me and I was especially intrigued by the pair of fluffy socks that were in the bag too.

This bag of surprises made me think about timing and how much it influences our lives. Something as small as being late for a bus can change the whole day, you feel stressed and annoyed which influences how you then approach others.  Or if you just happen to bump into someone you know and like but haven’t seen for a while it makes you smile and the day suddenly seems brighter. A postcard that arrives on a day you are feeling low makes you feel better, you open the oven at the right time and the souffle is perfect or you are standing in the wrong place and bird droppings land on your head. Even the fact that you are you is all down to timing, after all that one sperm had to find the egg in the perfect moment to create the uniqueness that is you.

So with so little time on my hands I think that being at the right place is of great importance today, but then who knows if I do end up somewhere at the wrong time, or at the right time in the wrong place what kind of goodies await me.