This is a weird thought I’ve had for a while, for at least three months. It might be my imagination, or it might be real, but it feels as if the number ‘3’ is important in my life. Here is why:
Firstly, I am the third of three children so three was an important dynamic to me growing up.
Secondly, most of my important friendships have been as a threesome rather than a twosome or foursome (or five-, six-, sevensome).
Thirdly, the houses I have lived at have been the following:
- 18 (1 + 8 = 9 and 9/3 = 3)
- 134 (3 of course, and 4 – 1 = 3)
- 7 (see below)
- 4 (take 7 from 4 and you get 3)
- Then I lived in Amsterdam and I lived on the 9th floor (9 / 3 = 3)
- Then Japan – Japan is a country pregnant with number significance so there lots of 3s in Japan
- 2 (well, there has to be one exception I suppose)
- 18 (see first house)
- Blenheim Cottage (no house number – but the postcode was OX7 3SJ – there’s a 3 there and the house had three stories)
- 24 (the number 3 comes between these two numbers)
- 33 (no explanation needed)
- 21 (2 + 1 = 3)
Fourthly, I have three children so that three dynamic continues in my life.
Fifthly, I would describe myself as juggling three things: family, work, art.
Sixthly, I have three parents: a mum, dad and step-mum.
Seventhly, my birthday is 25th (5 – 2 = 3) of the 12th (1 + 2 = 3) in the year 1971 (1 + 9 + 7 + 1 = 18 / 6 = 3).
Eighthly, I have lived in three countries: the UK, the Netherlands, Japan.
Ninethly and finally as nine reasons is divisible by three, as I write this I am 45 years old, 4 + 5 = 9 / 3 = 3.
And as a final thought, I’ve finished writing this blog at 3.33pm!