Friday, 30 January 2026

Twopence a Bag

Last week on The Gas Spanner I had a special feature to mark my fourteenth "sackiversary", fourteen years since I was thrown out of the Hospital Portering Service. In the show I brought up the strange experience of a song running over and over in my head as I walked up to the hospital on my final day as an OxRad porter. The song on a continuous loop in my mental playlist was Feed The Birds, from the musical Mary Poppins. This is a famous 1964 Disney film that skilfully and stylishly mixes live action with animation. It has been adapted into books, stage shows and radio plays etc. It tells the story of two London schoolchildren, Jane and Michael, who have parents who are emotionally neglectful. One day a new nanny comes to look after them and it turns out she is a benign supernatural being with magical powers, played by Julie Andrews. One day Mary Poppins sings the children a lullaby about an old lady who sells birdseed outside St Paul's Cathedral and the following day, when the children's father takes the children to open an account at the Bank of England, they see her. Here is the song: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XHrRxQVUFN4. Their father, Mr Banks, is scornful about her and insists that the children take the twopence they were going to buy the birdfeed with and instead deposit it in their new bank accounts. The bankers join him in trying to persuade them and they sing this song: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XxyB29bDbBA. The children are therefore faced with a choice, to spend their money on something spiritual or on something materialistic. The children decide to stand by the inspiration they received from Mary Poppins. That is essentially an act of faith. I felt that same self-assurance. I describe my experience in detail in the Spanner show and its accompanying article, see: https://hpanwo-hpwa.blogspot.com/2025/01/thirteen-years-on.html and: https://hpanwo-radio.blogspot.com/2026/01/the-gas-spanner-programme-145_18.html.

Literally a few hours later, as I was walking to work the following morning. I saw something lying on the ground, just on the pavement in front of me. I picked it up; it was a two pence piece, see the illustration above; I show both faces of the coin. This felt connected and symbolic. I occasionally find money abandoned like this. People regularly drop coins accidentally and either fail to notice or can't be bothered to pick them up. These are almost always coppers or five P's; anything more valuable and people will generally make the effort to retrieve the lost coinage. A skeptic will, of course, say what happened was just a coincidence; and, to be fair, I can't completely prove them wrong, but if you look below at the details in my studies on synchronicity you'll understand how, in my view, coincidence theory falls short. The number of times I find coins lying on the ground is maybe once a year or less. There's about a one-third chance that they are two P's. How likely is it that I should find two pence lying on the ground just after presenting a radio show about the "twopence a bag" song and its significance to my life? I'll hear mumblings from the skeppers about "P-values" and "Bayesian inference", but nothing really makes sense to me except this was some kind of good omen, a portent, a subtle nudge from the powers of reality. I've had quite a few of them related to my sacking. This is not spoon-feeding me; the power wants me to be independent and exercise my free will, but it is saying: "Don't worry. I am here. I am watching out for you." Dr Joe Dispenza put it very well in the film What the Bleep Do We Know? when he explained how he communicates with this power; call it praying to God if you like: "https://youtu.be/_G5JilcIaLI?si=Fh7YpDUyHAFpwD_G&t=5311". I hope my fellow HP's, and indeed anybody else who reads this, finds hope from what happened to me. I knew I would have to share this with you.

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