Incredible co-incidences
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Not my story, but we met a lovely German couple, also on honeymoon when in the Maldives many years ago. The couple were from distant ends of Germany but had met at some event, fallen in love and got married.
A few years after the honeymoons we visited them in Munich. Taking pride of place on a wall was a school photo. When they met, the woman had seen the man had this photo up and asked him why there was a photo of her mum on the wall. The man had replied that this was his mum's school photo. So the woman pointed out her mum, much to the man's alarm, as that was his mother!
Fortunately, when one of the mothers was questioned, it turned out the girl was wrong and her mother was elsewhere in the picture!
A few years after the honeymoons we visited them in Munich. Taking pride of place on a wall was a school photo. When they met, the woman had seen the man had this photo up and asked him why there was a photo of her mum on the wall. The man had replied that this was his mum's school photo. So the woman pointed out her mum, much to the man's alarm, as that was his mother!
Fortunately, when one of the mothers was questioned, it turned out the girl was wrong and her mother was elsewhere in the picture!
The first meeting of my parents and my wifes parents uncovered a truly bizarre coincidence.
My dad was talking to my father in law about his first job, when he was 16. My dad ended up with this job after his best friend, (who lived next door growing up, went to school together, etc) left to go on a boat mapping the ocean floor. So it turns out that my father in law also used to work on a boat mapping the ocean floor back in the 60's too. Turns out that my father in law was on the same boat as my dads best friend. My dad is from Newcastle and lived up here all his life, my father in law is from London and worked on the boat before going to university in Newcastle. The in laws eventually settled just outside a remote village in Northumberland. To make things even stranger, my father in law says this guys name, my dad says that's his name, my father in law says no he's behind you. So my dads best friend, he's not seen for 40 odd years is there in the pub, turns out he lives in the village my in laws live in too, which was a coincidence for my father in law as he'd not seen him from working together until they moved to the village in the 80's.
Second one,
The receptionist at my old job worked at my wifes office before moving to my company, offices were in different counties about 40 miles apart. But what made it really strange for me was this receptionist got married and showed us some of the photos one lunch time. So I recognise this bloke and said I know him, she asks how. It was the father of my ex girlfriend from about 18 years previously, he was her step dad and had been for over 15 years.
My dad was talking to my father in law about his first job, when he was 16. My dad ended up with this job after his best friend, (who lived next door growing up, went to school together, etc) left to go on a boat mapping the ocean floor. So it turns out that my father in law also used to work on a boat mapping the ocean floor back in the 60's too. Turns out that my father in law was on the same boat as my dads best friend. My dad is from Newcastle and lived up here all his life, my father in law is from London and worked on the boat before going to university in Newcastle. The in laws eventually settled just outside a remote village in Northumberland. To make things even stranger, my father in law says this guys name, my dad says that's his name, my father in law says no he's behind you. So my dads best friend, he's not seen for 40 odd years is there in the pub, turns out he lives in the village my in laws live in too, which was a coincidence for my father in law as he'd not seen him from working together until they moved to the village in the 80's.
Second one,
The receptionist at my old job worked at my wifes office before moving to my company, offices were in different counties about 40 miles apart. But what made it really strange for me was this receptionist got married and showed us some of the photos one lunch time. So I recognise this bloke and said I know him, she asks how. It was the father of my ex girlfriend from about 18 years previously, he was her step dad and had been for over 15 years.
Back when I was about 20 I was seeing this girl, nothing too serious like just for a few months. Things changed and we went our seperate ways but very amicably, no bad feelings towards one another. I then started seeing another girl, but shamefully very much on the sly as she was an ex of one of my close mates, so it wasn't really public knowledge. The first girl then got a new boyfriend, very quickly ended up pregnant with a little girl on the way.
Fast forward 9 months - her daughter was born on my birthday, and even more weirdly she gave her the same first AND middle name as the new girl I was seeing at the time!
Fast forward 9 months - her daughter was born on my birthday, and even more weirdly she gave her the same first AND middle name as the new girl I was seeing at the time!
There is a strange one in my family in that my sister's children (my niece and nephew) were born on exactly the same date but 3 years apart. My nephew was born 1 week late and my niece was born 1 week early. So neither of them were due on their birthdays and there is 2 weeks gestation difference between them. What is even weirder is that they both weighed exactly the same and both are left handed. Plus they both suffer with the same health problems.
Back in 2011 a good mate bought me a personalised Bengals NFL Jersey with my name and year of birth on the back, Fisher 74.
In 2015 the Bengals signed a Defensive Back, Jake Fisher and gave him the 74 Jersey, so mine predated his signing by 5 years.
That my son born in 2002 is called Jake just makes it all the stranger.
In 2015 the Bengals signed a Defensive Back, Jake Fisher and gave him the 74 Jersey, so mine predated his signing by 5 years.
That my son born in 2002 is called Jake just makes it all the stranger.
Chris7865677 said:
There is a strange one in my family in that my sister's children (my niece and nephew) were born on exactly the same date but 3 years apart. My nephew was born 1 week late and my niece was born 1 week early. So neither of them were due on their birthdays and there is 2 weeks gestation difference between them. What is even weirder is that they both weighed exactly the same and both are left handed. Plus they both suffer with the same health problems.
Worst. Coincidence. Ever.Chris7865677 said:
There is a strange one in my family in that my sister's children (my niece and nephew) were born on exactly the same date but 3 years apart. My nephew was born 1 week late and my niece was born 1 week early. So neither of them were due on their birthdays and there is 2 weeks gestation difference between them. What is even weirder is that they both weighed exactly the same and both are left handed. Plus they both suffer with the same health problems.
Surely the left handedness and the health problem are not really coincidences if they have the same parents? I trust the health problem is not a severe one, especially if they are planning any more children.I was put up for adoption in 1970 because my birth mother was a 16 year old Catholic girl from Lancashire who wasn't allowed to keep me.
I was adopted by parents from North Yorkshire.
35 years later, the adoption agency contacted me to say my birth mother was looking for me and would I consider a meeting?
I agreed and they sent me her address....
....5 minutes walk from my flat in London.
I was adopted by parents from North Yorkshire.
35 years later, the adoption agency contacted me to say my birth mother was looking for me and would I consider a meeting?
I agreed and they sent me her address....
....5 minutes walk from my flat in London.
singlecoil said:
Chris7865677 said:
There is a strange one in my family in that my sister's children (my niece and nephew) were born on exactly the same date but 3 years apart. My nephew was born 1 week late and my niece was born 1 week early. So neither of them were due on their birthdays and there is 2 weeks gestation difference between them. What is even weirder is that they both weighed exactly the same and both are left handed. Plus they both suffer with the same health problems.
Surely the left handedness and the health problem are not really coincidences if they have the same parents? I trust the health problem is not a severe one, especially if they are planning any more children.Mark Benson said:
I was put up for adoption in 1970 because my birth mother was a 16 year old Catholic girl from Lancashire who wasn't allowed to keep me.
I was adopted by parents from North Yorkshire.
35 years later, the adoption agency contacted me to say my birth mother was looking for me and would I consider a meeting?
I agreed and they sent me her address....
....5 minutes walk from my flat in London.
Not that massive a coincidence I would say.I was adopted by parents from North Yorkshire.
35 years later, the adoption agency contacted me to say my birth mother was looking for me and would I consider a meeting?
I agreed and they sent me her address....
....5 minutes walk from my flat in London.
Perhaps 2-3% of the population live within 5 minutes of you in London?
Yesterday I was commenting on a guy selling a barried mk2 Mondeo Ghia X with RSAP kit, which the dreamer has up for £650. I said that he would struggle to sell it at that price, and regaled how I had to nearly give away my old ST24 because no one wants them. I look at the group again and he is also selling an ST24. My old one.
Two of my best friends are twins and their wives were pregnant, but due 5 weeks apart. One went overdue, the other was brought forwards and the babies were born a couple of hours apart.
Probably my biggest coincidence was after leaving uni, I was in Jefferys Bay, South Africa, travelling from Durban to Cape Town and stopping at the surf spots. I was travelling with a mate of mine who'd dropped out of uni after the first year and he went for a surf early in the morning, while I stayed at the backpackers as the surf wasn't great. When he got back, he told me he'd bumped into a couple of the guys from the surf club at uni that were basically doing the same trip as us. We ended up travelling with them for the next couple of weeks.
Probably my biggest coincidence was after leaving uni, I was in Jefferys Bay, South Africa, travelling from Durban to Cape Town and stopping at the surf spots. I was travelling with a mate of mine who'd dropped out of uni after the first year and he went for a surf early in the morning, while I stayed at the backpackers as the surf wasn't great. When he got back, he told me he'd bumped into a couple of the guys from the surf club at uni that were basically doing the same trip as us. We ended up travelling with them for the next couple of weeks.
I'm not sure coincidence but quite funny nonetheless.
Was in a pub with Sarah, my girlfriend at the time. Was in my local pub where an old boy used to come and have a pint whilst taking his dog for a walk. I'd never spoken to the guy before but were both regulars.
Anyway, on this particular day he walks over and quite confidently says hello, tells me he hasn't seen me for years and looks at my mrs and goes, "Rebecca!".
This would have just been an amusing mistake had that not been the name of my previous girlfriend, who'd he'd never met anyway!!! Yeah, thanks for that mate.
Was in a pub with Sarah, my girlfriend at the time. Was in my local pub where an old boy used to come and have a pint whilst taking his dog for a walk. I'd never spoken to the guy before but were both regulars.
Anyway, on this particular day he walks over and quite confidently says hello, tells me he hasn't seen me for years and looks at my mrs and goes, "Rebecca!".
This would have just been an amusing mistake had that not been the name of my previous girlfriend, who'd he'd never met anyway!!! Yeah, thanks for that mate.
A few years ago, when we lived in another house, a new couple moved in next door. They were friendly enough, but quite busy people; all we knew was that he was a car salesman and she worked for an airline.
That summer we jetted off for our annual holiday from Glasgow to the Med..and one of the cabin crew was our new neighbour.
That summer we jetted off for our annual holiday from Glasgow to the Med..and one of the cabin crew was our new neighbour.
When I was 14 I decided to start learning to play guitar, found a tutor one town along from me and rocked up for a few weeks on the trot learning the basic chords etc.
The tutor was in a band, and had quite a lot of recording equipment (nothing full-on pro, but lots of rack mounted gear), amongst which was a DAT recorder - the first and only time I'd ever seen one.
Spin on 4 years, and I'm at uni in a different city. A flatmate who had only recently moved in with us, but who was local to that city asks if anyone can put some music from tape onto CD for her, I - expecting a normal C90 style tape say "yeah, sure" and she hands me this DAT cartridge. "Bloody hell" says I, "I haven't seen one of those for years... but I do know someone with a DAT recorder so I'll get it done when I go home next".
Drive over to my old guitar tutor's house and give him the story, he tells me to come back later on and it'll be done. A few hours later I went back, he said "they're pretty good songs, those" - I mentioned that the new girl from uni had them, and I offered to do her a favour, and he was the only guy I knew with a DAT recorder. He chuckled and said "the reason I'm saying they're good, is because I wrote them - that's my band playing on the tape!"
The tutor was in a band, and had quite a lot of recording equipment (nothing full-on pro, but lots of rack mounted gear), amongst which was a DAT recorder - the first and only time I'd ever seen one.
Spin on 4 years, and I'm at uni in a different city. A flatmate who had only recently moved in with us, but who was local to that city asks if anyone can put some music from tape onto CD for her, I - expecting a normal C90 style tape say "yeah, sure" and she hands me this DAT cartridge. "Bloody hell" says I, "I haven't seen one of those for years... but I do know someone with a DAT recorder so I'll get it done when I go home next".
Drive over to my old guitar tutor's house and give him the story, he tells me to come back later on and it'll be done. A few hours later I went back, he said "they're pretty good songs, those" - I mentioned that the new girl from uni had them, and I offered to do her a favour, and he was the only guy I knew with a DAT recorder. He chuckled and said "the reason I'm saying they're good, is because I wrote them - that's my band playing on the tape!"
Edited by Mr Happy on Friday 16th December 01:40
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