What is the strangest coincidence you've ever experienced?

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I live in a very small town. Fourteen years ago I gave birth to my second daughter. Stayed in overnight and the next day the midwife came to discharge us both but was concerned about baby's swallow reflex so wanted to do a follow upat home next later that day. I was concerned as my baby was feeding very well and had no problems. The midwife went away a dcame back absolutely gobsmacked. It turns out she had two women give birth to a daughter on the same day with exactly the same first and last name (I have a very unusual first name, only one in secondary school) The really weird but was we have the same GP and I would later meet her and her baby at the baby clinic, she lives in the next village.

Mum and I went on holiday to Tunisia about eight years ago. There were only ten of us in the tour group and one of them was a man on his own who made us a bit uncomfortable. One of the couples came to our rescue and we ended up eating with them that night. Part way through the meal it turned out that the man (in the couple) was originally from the same part of London as my mother. They talked about schools and mum said casually "I don't suppose you knew [cousin]". The man almost fell off his chair (literally, I've never seen a reaction like it) as mum's cousin had been his best friend and they'd lost touch at fourteen. He looked hard at my mum and said "Did you have very long plaits?" He remembered my mum visiting her aunt and uncle well over fifty years before.

We had wanted to book the holiday for the week before, but Mum had made a mistake. They had wanted to go on the other Tunisian holiday that the company offered, but had made a mistake.

I hope this isn't in poor taste. Apologies if it is, it just was such a weird coincidence.

I had one the most vivid dreams I'd ever experienced the night before last, the kind that drags at you all day long. The very last part of it was a woman walking away for me while I shouted to her, and just asked her to at least tell me her name. She turned around and said really loudly and clearly 'My name is Tara.'

I woke immediately afterwards, went downstairs and told my DH about my madly vivid dream (I hardly ever do this btw!), switched on the news and heard that Tara PT had died.

I don't know anyone called Tara. Just a weird coincidence, but kind of stayed with me with the sad news about her.

I met DH randomly on a night out when we were at uni.

It turned out that before uni, he had lived in the same town that I had been born in and where I had lived until I was 8.

We were talking about who we both knew and I mentioned some family friends who had lived in the town but had moved away even before I had. I called them Auntie X and Uncle Y.

Turned out his parents were also very good friends with them and he also called them Auntie X and Uncle Y!

I had never met him before, but our parents knew each other and I had apparently played with his sister when we were young.

We were both a little freaked out.

The guy I sit next to in the office - his wife's birthday is the same as my DH's but 20 years earlier, their wedding anniversary is the same as ours, but 20 years earlier, and his birthday is the inverse of mine (think mine is 5th Jan and his is 1st May, so 5/1 and 1/5), but 20 years earlier.

His wife does the same job as DH. I do the same job as him. And he went to my university too, which is a weird coincidence seeing as I'm british and went to a local unit and he's from Syria.

Also, when we first moved to this country, the first person I met outside the company I was working for. I asked where he was from, knowing the accent was extremely local to me. He told me the town - I was like, well yeah, I know that much, whereabouts? He said the small village - same as DH. I said my husband lived on DHsOld Road. The guy stopped the car and said 'I lived at nr 3'. I said 'DH was nr 28' - 3,500 miles away, meet someone from the same road!

My uncle lived 100 miles away and when we were young we saw him once a year or so. He always gave us a £10 note each which in the 80's was very special. Unfortunately he passed away 7yrs ago 2 weeks before I was expecting my second son. I was scheduled to have an elective c section and had to go to the hospital for a pre operative assessment on the morning my uncle died. I caught the bus and sat myself down on the back seat. I turned around to look out the back window and on the ledge above the engine was a £10 note! I couldn't believe it.

When I was a teenager one of my BF had a book which told you the date of birth of the person you would marry. 5 years later, met DH as he has the same date of birth as the book said he would.

Second one is my DM died on the same date as my DUncle (her brother) and both at the same time but 12 hours apart. So 5.40am and 5.40pm.

I once went for a job interview in Scotland and popped into a café in Port William - South West of Glasgow - for lunch. I was placed on a table next to a couple who come from the same Suffolk town as I do and who I immediately recognised. 366 miles away from home!

There are 10 years in age difference between my husband and I. When I was young (6 or 7 years old or so) my mum was an estate agent and her business partner lived in an apartment in an all-boys boarding school (her husband was the House Master). They were good family friends so I was often at their flat visiting her.
My future DH who lived in a city 1000km away was sent to boarding school for secondary...in that school.
For the five years that he was there we would have been around each other and in the hostel loads of times. The hostel master even threatened to expel him one night, after he'd been caught trying to buy alcohol when he was 17!
Only met when I was 21, married at 22! Still happily married now 😃 And of course the hostel master and his wife were at our wedding.

I started a job as a labour ward clerk when I left college. One day it was not very busy and the head of midwives asked me to help clear out a cupboard where all the old birth records were kept. As we were clearing it out I came across the records for 1981 and, as I knew I was born in that hospital, was curious to see if my birth was recorded. Sure enough, I found my mums name, my name, date of birth and midwife who delivered me - who happened to be the very same midwife that I was helping!

This is a bit complicated but I hope I'm able to explain it

My parents had a very good friend when I was a baby.Let's call him Adam. He had a really profound effect on my families live's but my parents lost touch with him after he moved and they moved.

About 25 years later I was living in a different country doing volunteer work and Adams son came to the same place to do the same volunteer work. So we were able to get our parents back in touch

About 10 years after that my brother was getting married in the US to an American girl whose family lived, in the same state Adam lives in. My parents stayed with him and his family and he kindly offered to drive them to my SILs family home, about an hour away. When he arrived he was introduced to her parents and it turned out that they knew each other. Adam had worked with my SILs dad years before, when SIL was a baby in a different state.

It's a small world

Years ago I took part in a book swap, basically you list your unwanted books online, someone requests a swap and you see if they have anything you want. DH (then bf) had been talking for ages about an old friend from school, he wanted to get back in touch with him but nobody had his contact details. I arranged a swap that happened to be in DH's hometown so he offered to take me to drop it off to save on postage. We put the book through the letter box and just as we were about to leave a voice called out dh's name. It was his old schoolfriend, the person I arranged the book swap with was his girlfriend!

This one is dh's but it's a good one so. I will share. He was doing some work last week at a residential home, and got chatting to one of the residents, who was saying he used to work in a certain profession. He was telling a story and mentioned the name "Bill". DH says "oh my Grandad worked in that profession too, his name was "Bill" too. "Bill Warren?" says the man, and it was! He also knew dh's Grandad's pal who worked with them. Amazing from all those years ago.

Having drink in local pub with boyfriend before heading to small Greek Island the next day....arrived in Geeece staying in a small village, went to hotel unpacked and walk to first bar.....barmaid was the same person who had served us in our local the night before....she was working there for the summer and had got the flight before us that day!!

My first boyfriend and university best friend met eachother at a festival (not local and both from different cities) and managed to establish the link within five minutes of talking.

Update... texted saying that it was very thoughtful of them but 10.30 was absolutely fine amd got a message back

"Phew didnt really wamt to come.e out that early on a Sunday but were worried that we would be taking up your day. See you about 10.15"

Think they were just being ultra polite.

Other days im normally up about 6am but dp get up with him on Sundays and i do Saturdays.

Yawwwwwn it was 5.30 today ready to go back to bed!

Coincidentally this hs posted on entirely the wrong thread...sorry

After a very acrimonious divorce and drawn out financial settlement I finally picked up the keys to my new house. Got in the car and 'my' song (think Stronger's Song) was playing on the radio. I was in tears driving up my new drive!

I have two and they both involve cars. My mum used to own a Citroen in a very unusual colour. I asked her to pick me up from college on one occasion as I had a lot of stuff to bring home. Saw her car in the car park, trotted up to it and discovered - not her car. Same make, model, unusual colour with only 1 number different on the number plate. Saw that car around a lot, in the supermarket on the same day and other places. Never did see the owner. Second coincidence. My Dad traded in his car for a new one. Dealership said that they re-sell the cars elsewhere in the country. Saw my Dads old car about six months later on the road, near where my parents live. Kept seeing it about in that area. Saw it again in the private car park of our old house. One of our neighbours owned it.

Years ago got chatting to my next door neighbour speaking about a trip to see my father (over 250 miles away) turns out her father and mine are next door neighbours!!!! So so weird.

My mum's brother and his wife live halfway across the world. Aunt told me her brother (i.e. my aunt's brother, not my mum's brother!) had come over from their home country to London for work for a few months. I was at university in London at the time. My mum came to visit me a week or so before the aunt's brother was due to fly home; she wanted to meet up with him out of courtesy and to send some gifts back with him for my cousins. Turned out aunt's brother's company had put him up in the exact same block of flats I was living in, a floor or two above mine! We had never bumped into each other the whole time he was staying there.

Mine is date-related - DH and I got together on a date in June. DS was due on the same date 2 years later. We then got married on the same date 3 years after that. Turned out it's also my Dad's best friends' birthday and, on our wedding day, it was DH's GAunt & GUncle's golden wedding anniversary. My best friend, who is shockingly shit at remembering dates, got married on the same date last year so we now share an anniversary!

macroni22 that is a coincidence!! do you all still live in the same houses!

Ok I don't believe in any woo stuff. So if anyone can explain this to me, please do!!

My amazing DM died v unexpectedly about 12 years ago. For a few years after she died I had very vivid dreams about her - usually she had come back and I was angry with her but knew I would lose her again at any minute. All v upsetting, but only dreams.

One night about 5 years after she died, I had a really vivid dream that she was trying to speak to me and I just couldn't hear her. It was so upsetting that I woke up; it was about 5am. Went back to sleep, got up for work at about 8 - missed call from an unknown number on my phone at about 4.55am. I sort of recognised it, but couldn't remember whose it was.

Dialled it - it was the school where my mother had been the headteacher. At 4.55am (primary school, not a boarding school). Who would be there at that time? And who would have had my number - none of her colleagues would have had it.

DP just says oh it was a coincidence, someone was in early and dialled the wrong number. That seems impossibly far fetched to me - but so does anything else!!

Absolutely love this thread. I have two to add.

Mine and DH's uncles and aunts have the same names. E.g. His uncle is a Fred married to a Betty and his aunt a Jenny married to a Paul and so are mine!

When I was in school, I had a teacher who was from the same small town about 50 miles away as my DMs family. We realised this after I borrowed a pen from him which had his DFs business on it.

Fast forward a few years, I'm in my last year at uni but in London for the day looking at postgrads. Had a really rough year as DGF (DM's DF) recently diagnosed with terminal illness. Nearly didn't go down to London that day but DM convinced me.

Sat waiting at Euston for my delayed train home and hear a voice calling my name, it's teacher from a few years ago! He has moved schools back to his home town and was convinced that I'd been on his train that morning to London even though id come from a completely different city. He was so convinced that he'd gone up to this girl and said hello to her thinking she was me.

We start chatting and he ends up offering me a job at his new school, 10 mins from my grandparents. Go into school a week later to fill in forms and visit my GF for the last time before he passes a few days later. My new job means that I can visit GN twice a week and do her shopping in her time of need. Left just as she moved over to be closer to us purely coincidentally as well!