Curious to know who won – just want to see if I predicted that right! 🫣😉

Back in 2005 I was on my second Iraq deployment, it was a real tough night. Me and my mate we’re tasked with securing an airstrip cut into the desert floor and holding it until the aircraft coming in had landed and taken off safely again, also we were holding 350 litres of aviation fuel in the back of our vehicle in jerry cans to manually refuel it when it landed.

Early on in the evening around dusk a mortar round came in and landed fairly near to us, we took cover behind the only cover we had which was a tiny strip of wall about 3 feet high and 8 feet long. While we were huddled there the bombardment of mortars started and we were both a little anxious, my friend offered me a cigarette and I accepted even though I had successfully stopped 8 months previous, it was quite rough.

My friend was starting to seriously think we were doomed as the incoming bombardment became relentless, we started talking about our futures and I told him he would survive this and go on to meet the love of his life, at that point he was single and a roving bachelor. He would have a beautiful family, one boy and one girl, and live on a beautiful island paradise. We survived that hellish night and our aircraft came in at 7 a.m much later than expected as if nothing had happened, we refuelled it and drove our perfectly in tact vehicle back to our f.o.b.

When we got back to base we were told they tracked 350 mortar fires on our position that night and were absolutely stunned that we, and our vehicle, had no damage. Fast forward 18 years and I’m still fine, and my friend is now married with a beautiful boy and girl. He chose to pursue a career in aircraft maintenance after leaving the service and now lives in Brunei of all places, in an incredible wooden house on the beachside.

Ive always been proud of him after that night seeing him change his way of thinking, from typical military lothario to devoted family man, and have never been more happy with a prediction I’ve made.

I predicted the Lionesses (England Women’s football team) would win the Euros last year & they did just that. I also predicted they would win the recent World Cup, but sadly, didn’t quite manage that after Spain beat them in the final. Nevertheless, inspiring stuff for my daughters.

The year was 1954, South Detroit. On that bright sunny day, i was slowly walking around the block, just killing time when i notice what it looked like an hand made flyer on the ground. Curious about that green sheet, I’ve decided to pick it up…
I was a flyer from Plant a Three Festival. As a Nature lover, i just had to go…When i arrived, they had some small little threes aligned by the wall. I looked at them and, right at the end of the line, i notice an oak. I don’t know why but, i felt like that little piece of nature was calling me. I new, in that moment, that that oak was meant for greatness!
I planted that small monster and said goodbye. Everyday (well almost…) for the past 40 years, or so, i have watched that fragile prince became an emperor! Strong and tall, standing proud, there he stood until, one day, my heart almost stopped when i saw my oak slashed down, cut to pieces, his dead leaves in the dirty ground…
I asked around what would they do with that beautiful three…What was going to be His destiny? Of course nobody give a dam…
But, stubborn as i am, i hang around until i notice this guy choosing a particular piece of the “my three”.
I kindly ask him why was he being so picky? Them he just said: i’m an upholsterer. I need this flat steady piece of wood to incarcerate my vinyl records…
I was just overwhelmed by that statement! Uauuu! I introduce myself and told him that Oak story…He seemed touched by it…
I shook his hand and asked him what was is name?
Then he just said: I’m Jack…Jack White from the Third Man Upholstery!
And this is how i knew that my Oak as became imortal!
I knew it all along!

Moved to a different country (Ireland from the UK)and got a pretty demoralising job in a call centre, i somehow thought it was going to be an amazing job. I was there nearly a year and was about to jack(sic) it in and go back home. On the Friday i was contemplating what to do and my thought that night was that i wish there was a job that came up in the department that manages the call centre databases, not being totally qualified but i thought it was something I could do.
On Monday morning there was an ad posted up in the canteen for the exact role i’d been thinking about. I was amazed, as if they had read my mind. I spent most of that week casually pulling down all the job posters(bad i know) so no one would see it and got an interview with only 2 other applicants.
I managed to get the job and within 2 years i became the head of the department and never looked back. Still here and i still wonder what wouldve happened.

Oops, accidentally posted twice as I got logged out and thought my first comment didn’t make it through. Sorry for spamming 🫣

The year is 2009 and I’ve finished high school. My dad is offering me a city trip within Europe as a graduation gift. Dead Weather had just announced a London show for end of October, so tickets were quickly bought and our London Trip booked.

To make matters even more exciting, TMR announced a pop-up store in Shoreditch Church for the Halloween weekend. As we stand outside queueing for the church the day after the show, I share to my dad how unique it is that TMR collectibles can be bought in store outside of the US. The queue stretched a few blocks, so my dad says: if there’s so much interest in their records, they should consider opening a permanent shop here.

Now, it took you guys long enough, but 12 years later that became a reality!

Ooh and Ben, I believe it was you who sold me a couple of glow in the dark singles at that Church that day.

Back in 2009, I had just finished high school and my dad offered a city trip together within Europe. Dead Weather had just announced their London show, so I rushed to get tickets to the Brixton Academy gig and we started planning our London Trip.

The trip only got better when TMR announced a pop up store in Shoreditch Church with some glow-in-the-dark Halloween vinyl collectibles.

As we were queuing outside of the church, I remember my dad and I discussed how great it was that for one of the first times, TMR collectibles were sold physically in a location outside of the US. They should open up a permanent store in London! I said.

Now it took you long enough, but 12 years later, that became reality.

I feel an urge to listen to some glow-in-the-dark singles now!

In Brazil, when Lula was in his second mandate as president, the hate among the far-right towards him was really intense.
I said one day, probably stoned, to my girlfriend at the time: “These guys will find a way to arrest him, you will see. Not only that, but he will come out of it triumphant, probably be elected a third time if he runs, and whatever far right dumbass they find to put in his place will be jailed for some other reason”.

Well, he did get arrested for crimes that were neve proven, then years later, he got released while the far-right fuck Bolsonaro was in power. He ran against him, won the election (not letting Bolsonaro go for a second term (just like Icky Trump) and now, Bolsonaro has a huge chance to go to jail (just like Icky Trump, again).

Pretty neat

Next one is probably DADDY?