Unless they ve won their holiday in a million-strong prize draw, good fortune doesn t come into it. When it s your turn to go on leave, you d be able to pop to the travel agents and do exactly the same thing. Some might say that the Sussex woman who had just left her house before a plane crashed into it on Monday afternoon was lucky. She had to leave the house a little earlier than usual to collect her friend s children from school. That s not what I call luck, just being in the right place at the right time.
Luck is a strange phenomenon.
We behave in odd ways to make sure we attract the good and avoid the bad. I remember being elated and thinking how lucky I was, that it was meant to be, that I was meant to spend the holiday with my family after all. I thought someone up there loved me - until I sat down. I spent the next six hours beside a man who had serious BO, appalling halitosis and was going for the world record in non-stop talking about the joys of quad biking. I ll never forget it, and have not travelled by coach since.