They (not sure who) say it’s good luck if a bird poos on you (although a seagull once did it’s business above my gran-gran and broke her nose… I don’t think she felt particularly lucky that day!). They also say it’s lucky to catch a falling leaf.
Today a conker fell on the hood of my buggy. Now this might not be an unusual occurrence in the depth of Devon, but I think it’s got to be a fairly uncommon thing to happen in central London! But low and behold there is a horse chestnut tree slap bang on the Pentonville Road.
I reckon that’s got to count for a bit of luck.