What is the strangest coincidence you've ever experienced?

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Glum and Trooperslane

My grandfather and his father both died on the same date, 24 years apart.
My aunt's husband also died on that date, so my cousins can say they commemorate 3 deaths on the same date.

My DH's father and his father both died on the same date, 40 years apart.

One of my friends from school was pregnant at the same time as her older sister. When she told me she was expecting, I made a joke about doubling up on birthday presents. Their due dates were about 4 weeks apart. Yup, they ended up having their babies on the same day, in the same hospital.

I wanted to buy my daughter a bike. I told my husband the story of how when I was little my parents bought me a bike and I was so happy and loved riding on it at the park. It was pink and sparkly and had a basket to keep my sweets and my dolly in.
We don't have lots of cash and we like to buy from charity shops . . . Yep you guessed it there was a similar bike from when I was little for only £10! A bit rusty but never mind.
She had it for a few months and I remembered that I had scratched my postcode in tiny letters underneath the pole under the seat on my mine. And I checked and there it was. It was my actual bike

When I was 3 or so, my parents friends named their daughter Jaffa partly after me as I was such a nice child . They moved to the US and I wasn't in touch. I have a brother let's call him jaffabro and a sister jaffasis. Our surname is not common. Fast forward 25 years when I got a fb message from Jaffa who had married a chap with my surname. So she now had "my" name. Weird. But also her dh is jaffabro name. They then had a daughter and named it jaffasis!

Toold your story just made me tear up

Tesco that's so amazing!

@WishIHad - yours about your late FIL made me tearful. Lovely memeory for your dh albeit sadness tinged.

Many years ago we went to Vienna on holiday and met another couple at the hotel. The following year, we went to Rome and on the first night we went into the dining room to find that our table was next to the couple we had met in Vienna.

When something bad was happening a soundtrack was playing and the singer called out a man's name. It was the same name of the man who was hurting me right at that moment.

Goingtobeawesome Yes, it was sad but also very much a source of comfort to my DH. My parents are similar about phone calls - my mum is the talker - so it taught me to make a point of chatting to my dad when he answers rather than letting him pass the phone straight on.

As children my and DB went on my mum and step dads honeymoon with them, met a lovely family with 2 kids same age as me and DB.

5 years later me, DB, DM and DF all went back to the same hotel, 2 days into the holiday we hear the very distinctive laugh of the mum we met on my parents honeymoon. Spent the rest of the holiday catching up on the last 5 years and all commenting how strange it was we all ended up back at the same time. ( was the first time either family had been back since 5 years previous)

Last year (10 years since we last went) me DH and DS all went to the resort, sat around the pool and who should walk past, the eldest daughter from the family we first met on my mums honeymoon!

I was doing some research on my family tree and discovered that my great-great-great grandfather lived in a street in London that was next to the street where I randomly met my husband at a random house party.

I later ended up working in a building in London that was opposite the building where my great-grand-parents lived.

Imagine my surprise when I found out that someone else in the uk had put their dining table in their conservatory. I was speechless!

DH and I went to a new cafe 1/2 a mile from our house with DS (2) . Imagine our surprise when we met another couple who lived 1/2 a mile from the cafe in the opposite direction who also had their DS (2) with them. Both boys had blue pushchairs too. And none of us had ever been to the cafe before. What a coincidence!

My ex husband and my ex fiance (not to sound like Liz Taylor!) both have the same first name and birthday - but different years- and were both born in the same hospital (there's about 5 hospitals round here)

Dame, it makes me tear up now, but at the time, i was too young and self obsessed to recognise how amazing it was.
If it happened now, he would have been invited to the wedding!

I met DH through doing volunteering work in a city that we were both new to, 8 years ago. Turns out we had been at the same university at the same time (in a different city entirely) - me doing my undergrad and him doing his postgrad. Not such a huge coincidence, but turns out we had been living on the same street, next-door but one for a whole year.

I met DH through doing volunteering work in a city that we were both new to, 8 years ago. Turns out we had been at the same university at the same time (in a different city entirely) - me doing my undergrad and him doing his postgrad. Not such a huge coincidence, but turns out we had been living on the same street, next-door but one for a whole year.

I have a couple - have name changed

When we moved into our house, dh went next door to introduce himself to the neighbours. He came back shocked to have discovered that one side shared our quite unusual surname, and not only that, their son had the exact same first name and middle name as dh. There have been surprisingly few post mix-ups over the years!

When ds started nursery there was a little girl who followed him around constantly, to the point that the teacher told me how besotted she seemed to be with him! After a week or two I met her mum - who I recognised as she had been in my year at school 200 miles away and many years before (and was also an actress so I had seen her on screen a few times in the intervening years so she was easy to recognise!).

A few years ago dh and I went to Rome for a weekend. At the airport arrivals I had noticed a young man who was very flamboyantly dressed, and behaving in a "look at me" sort of way. A few hours later we were in the centre of Rome and I suddenly asked dh if he had noticed the young man at the airport (he had, you couldn't miss him!). As I said this, we turned a street corner and literally almost bumped into him!

War years, I was a few months old. My Father passed away, in the same hospital a few minutes later my husband to be was born. We met aged 18 and have been married over 50 years.

I have very weird one!
Once I used to work for company which gave me 8 digit employee number.
Few years later, my dh was given some account number/ user number or something. It was exactly the same number to the last digits.

I was walking home from work in the mid-afternoon and stopped off at a small supermarket as we needed a few things. Whilst in the produce aisle, I saw someone had discarded some rolls in amongst the potatoes, and I considered buying them so we could have burgers for dinner as we didn't have anything in, but decided against it because I didn't know if DH would want them for dinner.

Gets to the evening and DH comes home from work and says they really do fancy burgers so we go back to the supermarket, but there are no rolls left. Remembering earlier the ones I saw, I went to the produce aisle and they were still in with the potatoes, so I picked them up. It turns out, DH had gone to the same supermarket at lunch to pick up a sandwich, had thought about getting burgers for dinner but wasn't sure if I wanted them, so put the rolls down in with the potatoes, where I had seen them a few hours later and had the same thought process, and then we bought those same rolls a few hours later! It was very strange to realise that we think so similarly.

In my early 20s was once followed home when I got off the bus late at night. I lived alone, was very frightened and didn't want the man to follow me to where I lived, so seeing lights on in a nearby house, I knocked and asked if I could come in, it was an emergency. The family took me in, called the Police, and the Dad and older son went out to see if the bloke was still around.

Fast forward a few years and I was on a long train journey. I got chatting to the chap opposite, and it turned out he lived in the town I'd lived in at that time. 'Oh, I know [town], I used to live in [the road].' He lived in that same road! I said I had a bad memory of that place and explained about the 'being followed' incident, and, you've guessed it, he was the older son of that family.

I was very skint with a week to payday. I was walking into the supermarket to buy a packet of pasta and a tin of tomatoes to make enough tomato pasta to last me a week. As I walked round the supermarket I wished I had £40 to last me til payday. Thirty seconds later I found two folded up £20 on the floor, no where near the tills. I didn't hand it in because my mind was blown.

In my second year at uni, in a city 100 miles from my hometown, a group of female friends and I rented a house. There was a spare room so we advertised and a random bloke "Peter" took the room. A few months later I mentioned my great aunt Edna (not her real name, but it was quite an unusual name). "Peter" said he had a great aunt Edna too. He turned out to be a second cousin I never knew I had....

Also my dh and I have bought each other identical Valentine's cards, or a card from the same series, about 10 times during our 18 year marriage :)