Coincidences

Here’s another Australian story.

In the 1950/60s people often hitchhiked and my dad, a very friendly fellow, would always stop and give the hitch hiker a lift. One day 2 young men were thumbing a lift and dad picked them up. They were touring England and were Aussies. They chatted about their lives in Australia and then dad told them about how much he liked to follow Australian art and described one of his favourite paintings. At that one of the young men said ‘my dad painted that picture’.

They were all surprised and happy at the co-incidence.

In September 1974 I was driving on the M6. Suddenly a car, driven by a man pulled alongside my car. This vehicle remained alongside for ten miles. Then suddenly he speeded up and was gone. It was a very unnerving experience. I carried on to my destination. I spent the day with my oldest friend, whose mother was dying.
On the return journey, in the same area as the outward journey, suddenly there was the same car, same driver. He drove alongside me again, for ten miles, then sped off. The strangest experience. Was it a coincidence? I'll never know, but it was most unpleasant.

Ooh that's given me the heebie jeebies.

Me too!

I went to work for an International photographic company after a lost pregnancy ,something different the doctor said to give me a new focus.
The company sent me 400 miles away to train on new technology with the man who would be my assistant manager.On our first evening we chatted about where we came from and he told me the area of Glasgow where he was raised .I said my dad lived there what was your families name .I was told it was a fairly common Irish surname and he said his GF was .AD . i said THATS my dads name ,.His GF was my dads uncle and they had lost touch 20 years earlier when we all moved houses at the same time.We called my dad and his mum and they met up before we got back from our course .We stay in touch now 35 years on ..

What a heartwarming story paddyann54.

Years ago, in the 1980s, my mum and dad drove about 60 miles from their tiny village in Staffordshire to meet me and my children in Melton Mowbray in Leicestershire for a day out. Whilst shopping we met a spinster neighbour of my parents who had also driven the 60 miles with her married “boyfriend” from the same village. Mum and Dad (and others) had suspected the affair for some while, so their suspicions were confirmed!! What a coincidence we had all met so far away from home.

MissAdventure

Ooh that's given me the heebie jeebies.

Me too!

My son was very badly injured in a RTA aged 16 and in a coma for 10 days. He recovered but never quite back to normal. We worried about him never meeting someone and getting married as we wouldn't always be there for him. My MiL said not to worry, God would have someone for him. A couple of years later we moved house. He became friendly with a girl who lived next door and they eventually married. Her birthday is the same date as his accident.

Few years ago I ordered my turkey from different butcher then forgot I had done so. Scoot forward to turkey collection, I went to butchers, gave my name and collected my turkey, was surprised I didn't remember I'd already paid for it, but happily went home and thought nowt of it. 2days later christmas eve, got call from a butcher in town , was I collecting my turkey today as he's closing early............yikes!! To say a penny dropped was an understatement! I'd collected another's turkey from my usual butcher!! Same name same first name, same postcode which is literally for 50 homes only!!!!scoot forward to next shopping day , I crept into butcher #1 and yep! I'd collected another lady's bird! Luckily he did have spares in case an eejit like me was about....I still don't know who the 'other woman' is though!

We were on a weekend break in New York and coming out of one of the many entrances of Central Park, someone called my name. I ignored it as nobody knew we were going. When she called it again, I looked round and saw it was a supervisor from work who I didn't know was going. To say we were both surprised is an understatement.

Don't know if you would call it a coincidence but you certainly couldn't plan it - my Son's birthdays are 9/1, 10/2, 11/3 and they were all born on Thurdays ?

My dad used to give random hitchhikers a lift as he travelled a lot, one day he picked up a young lad on the outskirts of London he said he was going to the Midlands same as my dad. On nearing the Midlands he asked more specifically where he was going the lad said Stafford same as my Dad it turned out the young lad was his new nextdoor but one neighbours son.

Another in another coincidence I worked with a lady who was born in the same maternity home as I was, then moved to the same town as I did 20 miles away, where we both gave birth to our three children in the same hospital then we both moved 300 miles away and now live 2 miles apart. We met when the lady became my daughters teacher and I got a job at the same school.
Also another teacher working at the same school grew up in my home town and went to the same school as I did. Non of us knew each other when we lived in our home town 300 miles away.

A friend who was a midwife suddenly realised on talking to her son's fiance, that 24 years previously she had actually delivered the young woman. Sadly, the wedding never took place, as shortly after this conversation the girl was killed and my friend's son seriously injured in a car crash. So my friend was there at the birth and the death.

I was having a drink in my local. The bar maid was having her 21st birthday. She was born on the exact date that my mother died.

My brother was on holiday in Spain and at his hotel one day offered to carry a woman’s case up the steps. He looked down and saw that it was my suitcase (left some airline stickers on it). The woman was my daughter’s mil who had borrowed the case from me.