Is Primrose Hill me in another universe?

I have been umm-ing and aah-ing about writing this post, but today was the final straw.

I think there is a parallel universe, and somewhere in cyberspace these 2 universes are meeting. Let me explain.

It all started with a comment left on my blog by Primrose Hill. What a nice girl she seems, I thought. She must have found my blog through the Practical Poultry Forum, and soon she became a frequent visitor.

Pretty soon I realised that she and I seemed quite similar. She moved to Scotland, like me. She did up her house, like me. She keeps chickens, like me. So far, not too wierd.

But then, one day I was reading her blog and Nick looked over my shoulder and said, who's that? she looks a bit like you. (looking at Primrose Hill on the beach). Her next post showed a photo of her work room. This is where is starts to get a bit freaky. Her work room is set out EXACTLY like my work room. The position of the desk and shelves in relation to the window and garden beyond - even down the location of the sewing machine under the window.

Then I started reading about Primrose Hill's manic sewing sessions. Sounding familiar? Then I find she is just 34 days younger then me. Today - the final straw - she is a gin and Tonic fiend.

That confirms it. Primrose Hill is me in a parrallel universe. Either that or we were separated at birth. God help us if we were ever to meet. It could be the end of the world as we know it.

Here is Primrose Hill's blog. It's a lovely read. Naturally she is an excellent writer - she gets it from me you know....