Margo Roby is asking about our supersitions.  My Gran had dozens, and this is one of them.

Never sit 13 at table –
Irish Gran was adamant
someone would die, for sure.
She ate in the kitchen at Christmas
while aunts and uncles, cousins, friends
munched in comfortable conviviality next door.


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5 Responses to Superstition

  1. Did we have the same grandmother??? Mine was Irish, too. Maybe we’re long-lost cousins!? :0)


  2. Wow, that’s something!! I’m with Margo, I can see her, too and the expressions on those at the full dining room table!!


  3. My grandmoher was just as adamant about the number 13 and the dinner table, however she called around unil she got a 14th lol.


  4. margo roby says:

    How funny and I can see her vividly.


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