To ask for your coincidences.

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Adult ds visited yesterday. Discussing the Lotto, telling him I had put a few lucky dips on over Christmas! He was saying he had kept the same chosen numbers since moving out of home 4 years ago. His gf also does Lotto with her own chosen numbers.. Her grandma saw their tickets on the table last week and asked why they had the same chosen numbers? Another odd thing both of them chose those numbers in the November of the same year. They hadn't even met them. Quite a recent relationship and don't live together..

When I was a child, my parents travelled over an hour away to buy a puppy from a farm.
Six years later I was viewing horses to buy and finally fell in love with one. Mum came with me when I was getting him vetted and couldn't believe it was the same farm she'd collected our dog from! They only had four or five horses on livery so not a massive place or the same people selling.

I have told this one before!

Over 40 years ago, I had a book called 'Come Back Lucy' which I really liked . I wrote my name and address in it as I did all my books

Years passed and I lost this book and didn't really think much about it again until I was reminded of it a few years ago. I remembered enjoying it so went on Amazon to see if I could get a copy.

It was out of print (maybe it's back in print now? Don't know) but I managed to get a copy from a market place seller based in Scotland for a few quid

It arrived to me in the South East of England a few days later

I opened it up to see my maiden name and old childhood address exactly where I'd written it, over 40 years ago ...

I was in the shop the other day looking for a birthday card and they have with sympathy cards just above the happy birthday grandad cards I lost my grandad in 2021. I was reading a comment online the other week and it had oxo in it twice and the nickname my grandad had for me was OXO because the mum in the old OXO adverts was called Katie.

can you write this again but make it make sense?

My sons were all born on the same day of the month. I might be missing the point here but - DH and I put his birthday into a conception calculator coz that's how weird we are and his purported conception date was my birthday. So I'm an average pregnancy duration older than him, supposedly.

Poster experienced a number of reminders of her late grandad within a short space of time.

She was looking at birthday cards and happened to see one for a grandad, immediately below the sympathy cards, which reminded her of her grandad who died in 2021.

Shortly afterwards, poster was browsing online and saw the word 'Oxo' twice in a comment, which also reminded her of her grandad, as his nickname for her was 'Oxo'.

I remember you telling this one before - it deserves a retelling because it's brilliant!

When I was in college, a girl on my table who I didn't speak much with had forgotten my name. She told me, "You look like you're a insert random name."
The funny thing is, the name she suggested is my mother's name!

Also my entire family's birthdays (who live with me, and I live in an extended family) go in chronological order. Think, two are born in one month, then one in the following month, then one in the next month then someone else in the next and so on.

Not exactly coincidences but nice little details!

I was once visiting my parents when the phone rang. I said, 'I'll get it, it's X' and mentioned a friend I hadn't spoken to in years. I picked up the phone and said, 'Hi X'. She was stunned that I knew it would be her, but I told her I just got a really clear feeling it would be.

Things like this rarely happen to me, but I love it when they do.

@scaredofff they all call them different names for example, one is a nana, another grandma and another granny.
We all just say X’s Anne when talking specifically about an individual.

That last one is stretching it a bit!

On my drive into town today I let a woman cross the road infront of me. On the way home, I let the same woman at the same spot cross the road. She looked at me and I at her in a bit of a wtf sort of way but with a smile.

I was helping at my son’s school fete and a young girl came and started chatting to me. She told me she lived in XX village which is a couple of miles from the school and I said that I grew up there. It’s a tiny village with a population of less than 100 and I said that my parents built a house in XX road and she said ‘I live at number 9 XX road’

Believe it or not, this little girl was now living in my childhood home and, as it turned out, sleeping in my old bedroom. When her mum
came over to my stall we ended up having a long chat about the house.

@ANightmareBeforeChristmas ha thanks.

It's so weird thought isn't it? I didn't sell the book or anything (was only 13 when I had it originally!) and we moved home several times since then.

Good to know it was always around though! And I think the definition of a funny little coincidence

Before contactless, my boss gave me his credit card to buy the coffee round. His PIN was the same as mine.

When I was little I always received 13 birthday cards from relatives all over the UK. When I was 10, 6 of the bday cards were the exact same ones.

I met my DP 27/09
A year later we brought our premature baby home on 27/09
A few years after that my dad died on 27/09 (we weren't in contact but I am in contact with other members of his family) so now the special date feels tarnished

Also... 27-9 = 18 - my birthday and house number
9 - the date my DC was born on

Our wedding 35 years ago started slightly late as the wedding prior to ours ran over due to photos. We did not know the bride & groom. Two days later they were sitting across the aisle from us on the same plane to the same Greek island resort for our honeymoons. Wish I could remember their names as I'd love to know if they're still together.
Then we went to see Madonna at Wembley stadium. 80,000 people there & we were standing behind an old school friend

I was in Hospital and talking to the lady in the next bed.
She had lived inThe same small village as I did 45 years previously ( we had both moved away years ago)
She was nearer my mother's age but we knew many of the same people.
When she told me she played a particular and unusual musical instrument something clicked in my head.
I showed her a photograph that I had In my phone.the photograph was from 1977 the queens silver jubilee. It was a big occasion back then .street parties etc.
I am in the pic,as is she,pictured with the musical instrument.
Her little boy was sitting on another mother's knee . She had no idea the picture existed . The odds of us both being in the same place at the same time,and both of us being in a photo taken over 40 years ago were so slim.

We moved from a small village in one country to a tiny village (population around 800) in another country. Our new neighbours had not only moved here from the same village we had come from, but they lived in the same road that I grew up on and my Dad still lives in!

all three of my kids were born at 2:22 , one am, two pm.

I did backpacking in the early 90s
Met a girl in New York who was also backpacking.
Met her again in New York on the way back home.
Then met her again on the Malaysia - Thai border 2 years later.

Shortly after meeting DH we discovered through a chance remark that my Mum's cousin was also DH's ExW's Mum's cousin. Different parts of the country, never come across that side of the family. We'd never have known except that he was a fairly well-known name in politics so his name came up.

When I was a little girl (circa 1971/72) it was not unusual to have the occasional stray dog wandering around.

One day a black dog appeared in our drive and once my sister and I had made a fuss of him, he followed us back to our house.

He was quite at home with us for a couple of hours but my mother said he obviously belonged to someone and his owners had to be found.

My other sister and brother were out on their bikes and they had come across a woman and a little boy looking for their dog.

When they came home they said the dogs name was Blackie and they knew roughly where the dog lived.

We used a lead from one of our own dogs and my sister and I along with my sister who had been out on her bike set off to return the dog. Back then it was quite normal for young children to be given responsible jobs to do.

We were soon able to reunite Blackie the dog with the woman and the little boy who had been terribly upset about Blackie disappearing. He was the same age as me but had just moved into the area and was going to start at an all boys school and Blackie was his only friend!

The little boy became our friend and we had lovely times at his house and him with us during school holidays of which our dogs and Blackie were part of the fun.

Alas his family moved away in the late 70s and of course we all lost touch.

Fast forward to 2015 and while we were still living in London, we had four dogs and one was a big black dog (sadly now passed away). He was a rescue and called Jack.

He was a lovely dog and he reminded me and my sisters and brother of Blackie, Brinsley's dog who I knew as a child.

One day walking mine and my sisters dogs with my sister, the one who was with me when we first met Blackie the lost dog, over Wimbledon common, Jacky gave chase to something. Possibly a rabbit, but he took off and we got the others on leads and went after him, calling his name.

After ten minutes I got a phone call, a chap had him secured and we arranged to meet them.

The man was with his wife and their two dogs.

As we thanked them and got talking I thought I recognised the man and was puzzling it over when my sister shrieked, 'Brinsley, you're Brinsley. It was indeed and a lovely reunion and we are all friends once more.

Wimbledon common is nowhere near where we grew up! A coincidence of fate and a repayment of the good deed of reuniting Blackie with his family.

Got chatting to an English couple staying at the same small boutique hotel as us in the middle of nowhere in Thailand, in the February. Bumped into the same couple in an even smaller boutique hotel (6 bedrooms) in the September in Majorca. Then watched the first episode of Sewing Bee I had ever seen in the November and the same woman was a model for the winning sewer.

It was finals time at uni. I had taken a course in medieval french in my second year, had a year out and then come back for my final year. Given that I hadn't done any medieval french for two years, I should at least have done some revision, if not a refresher course. However I hadn't, and was somewhat panicking the night before the exam. I went to the library, chose a book off the shelf at random, opened it at random and translated a paragraph. Then I decided that was enough, put the book back and went off to the bar (I was a diligent student!). When I got into the exam and looked at the translation section, it was the exact same paragraph that I had translated the night before!