Lucky day, or, impeccable timing.

Today was a notably unusual Friday the 13th.  The lawn maintenance guys came when there is no grass to mow.  I decided to ride my bike to Uralla and encountered a police chase.  I had afternoon tea with two strangers.  Reid was on TV. We went out to eat at a hotel where they were doing a raffle for meat plates.  For dinner I had vegie lasagne on top of chips, which I imagine is as close to poutine as I am going to get.  The only thing that was not unusual was that Brazil beat Croatia 3-1 in the opening world cup game, and, not surprisingly, I was rooting for the underdog.