About ten days ago I had a dream where I was cooking something for my supper.

In the dream I ran out of onions and needed to go downstairs to the store (I live right above one) and buy some.

In the store I was paying for them when I noticed a dark-haired schoolgirl come in, and she was so busy juggling her books and bags that she dropped a red woolen glove which I picked up and gave her. I remembered also that her eyes were different - one blue, one brown..like David Bowie.

Anyway, today this exact scenario played out in real life - the only difference was that I ran out of salt, not onions. The girl was just as she appeared in my dream. It felt a little like Deja Vu except I knew it was a dream that came true.

Why is it always mundane things with me? Not just dreams, but other 'psychic' experiences I've had have all been very pedestrian.