Throughout my life I have had loads of those de javu moments when you think you've been somewhere before and you know what you are going to say next. But I also have had recurring dreams about places and years later I go somewhere and I think, hey I've drempt about this place.
I know I definitely have never been there before. One in particularly that I used to have as a child was about a railway platform and running up some stairs to go across to the other station.
Then years later I visited a steam railway on the North Devon and Somerset coast and as I was walking up the stairs, I realised it was the place of my dream. There was a poster that I remembered.
I don't know why I should have drempt about it.
Weird (Mind you my partner, Pete reckons I'm spooky because I have guessed right the sex of 35 + babies born to friends and family. I don't know how I do it, except to say that the couple expecting are a male or female couple and it can change between pregnancies.

He thinks it might be to do with smelling hormones!!!!)
Kerry