Coincidences

My initials used to be JB. Just coincidence, I think

Whilst on holiday in Australia me and my daughters were waiting at a bus stop in Queensland when a woman joined us, we started chatting her birthday was exactly the same date as mine and we were both born in the same hospital. Nursery mates from 1948?

I wanted to phone my children when I was working one evening and misdialled the woman who answered turned out to be an old friend who had moved away some years ago (we'd not kept in touch) and recently returned to the local town.

I met my best friend on the first week at University. We went on with our careers all over the country and kept in touch. Many years and marriages later, she met my old art school lecturer from when I was at college, mentioned my name and he remembered me. They’ve been married 15 years now.

When we adopted our son 42 years ago I took him to the clinic to be weighed and met another lady with the same name as me who had also just adopted a baby - except hers was a girl.
On another occasion I met a chap online who had lived in the same army flat as I did in Hong Kong but several years later! We laughed at the fact that we had probably slept in the same bed!

I was flying to Mauritius from Heathrow to visit my parents. When we stopped in the Seychelles, I thought it would be nice to stretch my legs. As I got to the steps, a voice said “Hello, Mattie”. I turned to see a very dear friend from Mauritius who I had lost touch many years before. He lived in Brussels. It was so nice…. But my goodness, of all the flights to all the countries of the world, to have met him! We also shared the same flight back!

My daughter and SIL moved to a neighbouring county when they married, cheaper county and they had no jobs.
Just had exactly the right amount of money as wedding presents to pay for their first two months rent.
Then they got jobs. She needed a new passport for school checks.
Were looking for the 'right church' at this time too but mentioned to no one else about their finances or the need to go to Wales to get new passport asap for which they borrowed £110 from us for passport and fuel.
On the Monday they went to get the passport. Total cost £108
On the Wednesday they had coffee in a local cafe with local community church minister who had invited them, to get to know them better ( he knew nothing about their circumstances .and nor did anyone else in their community/ county)
During the chat he asked them about their week.
They told him about their Monday.
He then produced an envelope out of his pocket, that had been posted through his front door on the Monday morning
On the front it read "Someone will be needing this, this week."
Inside were notes totalling £110 !!!

My husband and two of our neighbours lived in the same street when they were children - in a different town. @Jane43

This may be a bit long. Having identical twin sons now in their 40s. Have never believed in the twins feeling the same as each other etc. But, last year was being driven my one son from an event in Midlands to his home on the south coast. He started to ask me how far it was to this town then the next and the next until he eventually drove into a garage to fill up on petrol. He told me he had been driving on fumes!
Two days later speaking with my other son he told me how on the same day I was with other son he was making his way to catch a ferry. He had been basically freewheeling down hills, crawling along little roads fingers crossed he would make it to the ferry and have enough fuel to fill up once he was off. Later spoke with his wife and asked what time of day all this was happening. Left cottage to catch ferry at such and such a time, filled up at xxx. Was exactly the same time I was experiencing the same driving on fumes with my other son. Checked the time on the petrol receipts. Scary or what.

Yes several times to me. Bumped into an ex boyfriend o. Hols in Poros (Greece). More recently on a Croatian cruise. Chatting to a couple from Yorkshire an area where some old friends had moved to (but subsequently moved a few times and I lost touch. In our 30s. ) Turned out this couple had been their neighbours knew their new address. Allowed me to get in touch - it was amazing (now aged 60s). But sadly she had cancer and now has died.

My partner, who's now nearly 70 was born in a small village in Singapore, where he went to a small school back in the 50-60's.

A friend of mine came round for a chat recently and it emerged she went to the same school at the same time as him.

A huge coincidence happened right here on gransnet for me.
I hope one day to share.

When my father, a policeman, went to a house to take a statement from the owner over an incident he noticed a photograph on the mantlepiece. He thought he recognised the person in the photograph and asked her who it was. She said it was her son, he was in the Navy and he had died in hospital in South Africa during the war. He was able to tell her he was in the bed next to her son and was the last person to speak to him before he passed away.

When I was 19 an ex boyfriend would not leave at me alone so to get rid of him I made up a new boyfriend. Told him lots of info including that he drove a red Cortina. The following week a boy I had just met offered me a lift home from a work do and led me to his car - a red Cortina. We have been married for 46 years.

A colleague divorced, then met and married a man with exactly the same name!

The biggest coincidence I know is that my husband and his brother who were born and lived in Wales both somehow met and married girls from the same northern English town (who were unconnected.)

My OH grew up in the same road as my ex-husband!

Kitty leather your story reminded me of one of my Dad’s. My Dad had very poor health for years. One day he was driving his scooter/motorbike when he felt really ill. He passed out at the side of the road, miles from home. He awoke to a voice he recognised- it was his specialist who had a day off work. Dad had collapsed outside his house as he was doing the gardening! Obviously Dad had no idea where the doctor lived. It was so spooky.

My DH was in the Merchant Navy when he was young.On one voyage the ship docked in South Africa. DH and some of his shipmates got a taxi from the ship to the nearest big town. The driver after hearing DH's regional accent mentioned to him that his mother had emigrated from the same area in the UK.
It turned out that the driver's mother, then deceased, was the sister of DH's BIL, My husband's BIL had never met any of his sister's family as she had emigrated when he was a teenager!

I went to a party in the village where I live and there was an 'ice breaker ' game where we had to find out certain things about people. I heard a lady telling someone her name, which was very unusual. I asked her various questions and found she was the child I had looked after, briefly, in my school holidays fifty years ago and 350 miles away.

In the 80’s I went on a boat trip to a small island off Malta. The name Gozo rings a bell. Went topless swimming on an otherwise deserted beach, when I was wading out of the sea sitting on the beach was a guy who worked in the labs at my work

Years and years after I left school I found myself working in the same building and on the same floor as two former primary school classmates.

When I was doing my teaching practice in the early 1980s in Bedford I got talking to a male teacher in the staff room. It turned out we both went to the same school in Redditch but he was two years above me. He told me that somebody who was in the same year as me was married to one of the English lecturers at my college. It turned out that she was in my class and after my teaching practice we met up and exchanged news. It was a coincidence that all three of us from the same school had moved to the same town 95 miles away.

While on holiday in Australia I bumped into a woman who had briefly rented the house next door to us in UK.

Once had a holiday in Austria. Two years later we were in Corfu and a couple who wed’d met in Austria came past on a scooter. They stopped to chat again.

I lived in London and an Australian girl was going to have my bed while I went home for the holidays. I hadn’t met the girl, she was friends with my flat mates. When we met we got chatting, turned out her family had emigrated from the next village and my brother had just crashed through her uncles hedge!