Lucky for some

MY MOTHER, a superstitious woman, gave birth to me on Friday the 13th. She took the 13th letter of the alphabet — M — and called me Melvyn, which gave me 13 letters in my full name. My father then went to the bookies and backed runner number 13 in a race. It won. Who says 13 is unlucky? Melvyn terrell, Doncaster, S. yorks.