Weird coincidences. Please shate yours.

[malificent7]

I find it really strange that the codefendant of the tech billionaire that is missing from the yacht in Sicily was killed in a road accident on the same day in a different country. Two totally different accidents. Both were aquiited of fraud and involved in the same case. Totally bizarre.

On a more personsl note a met someone from my year at school at a remote waterfall in Nepal about 20 years ago.

Please share your stories.

I always thought it was such an amazing/adorable story. My aunt never had children even though she desperately wanted them but by extension was so wonderful to us all. She was such a thoughtful person.

they were always great friends the four of them and when both the husbands died within a few years of each other they supported each other so much.. they were so cheeky together and we had so much fun with “the grannies” at family gatherings

Not spooky but defo a bit unusual...(names changed oc)

I was walking through town one afternoon and saw someone who looked liked like a friend from years ago. I said 'Hi Pete' and it clearly wasn't him so I just was a case of oops, sorry, wrong person!

Roll on a couple of months later, the same place and time (walking from a regular work appt) and what looks like the same guy is walking towards me. I remembered and thought just walk by but to my surprise it was actually Pete and he said 'Hi Sophie' and gave me a big hug!
Honestly, it was just so weird lol 😆 especially as he lives in a different country!

@MrsSherman they sound fantastic. I had a lovely auntie too. It's good to have great memories.

Not what.

My former boss lived in the block of flats next to me while at the same time working at the same former workplace as me. At the flats, his parking space was next to mine. His flat was being let by the same woman who sold me my flat. We didn't realise any of this until about 6 years after he moved out!

Edited to emphasise that we both worked at 2 different workplaces at the same time as each other!

I always found this one a weird one...

My Dad pulled me out of a school where I was very happy when I was 9, saying he'd looked at my school books and felt the standard of education was poor. It was an odd time of year, in between Feb half term and Easter and he was adamant it had to happen within about a fortnight. He was so disgusted at the standard of education...I had a week to say goodbye, then I was getting moved.

Years later, we realised this was actually because he was having an affair, and one of my classmates' mothers was his mistress' best friend. We were quite close, play dates etc.

When we moved schools and also areas to new house far away from his mistress, he made it hard for us to go back, keep in touch with my old classmates etc. I never saw that specific classmate again.

I was at the new school for over a year,
in the new area and in a new hobby and became close to a girl in the year below me at my new school. We began hanging out together at the hobby for hours and our Mum's and her Dad all became friends. She came to my house to play and my Dad was asked to pick her up. Mum came along as she'd never met my Dad (he was too busy "working all the time").

We got to her house and her Dad (who as far as I knew my Dad had never met) greeted him, "hiya mate, didn't know you had a daughter!" and they were laughing and having a joke. I was really confused.

Her Mum made contact with my Mum after the playdate. To let her know that their next door neighbour had been having an affair with my Dad for two years, they had a baby together and they'd only realised he was already married with a child when we picked their daughter up from their home.

I have no doubt we'd never have found out if it wasn't for this couple.

So I'd been moved schools/homes/hobbies in an attempt from him to conceal his mistress. Only to become best friends with the daughter of his mistress' neighbours.

It sometimes blows my mind a bit. And yeah my Dad/the situation was awful.

When I was about 12, the home phone rang quite late in the evening, and a boy asked for Sam (me). This was very unusual as I went to a girls’ school and had no male friends!

My mum gave me the phone and I asked who it was, and he said gave me his full name. I didn’t recognise it and asked him for the full name of the person he wanted to speak to. He said Sam Billing - a name which rhymed with my full name.

We quickly realised he’d rung the wrong number and ended the call. The next weekend I went to a friend’s party at which I met both the mistaken caller and Sam Billing!

We lived a few villages apart but had a different dialling code so I’ve no idea how he came through me by accident!

A friend of mine lived in Spain when her son was young. Her dad opened a bar and she worked in it.

One day he she had her son with her who has an uncommon name and was wearing a particular T shirt. A British family came in and you have probably guessed it, same name and same T shirt.

When I was at university, me and some friends went out one night. On the way back from walking a friend home, somewhat merry, we heard the sounds of a party coming from a house. We still had a fair walk to our house so decided to gatecrash... Turns out the party was mostly over but we had a nice chat with the people in the house, also students but from the other uni in our city. They offered us drinks and we polished off a bottle of vodka, had a laugh and then went home.

Many months later I was dating a boy from another part of the country. He came to visit and mentioned that his friend went to the other uni in my city, and could we go visit her? So we go to her house. I'm stood in her front room staring at a poster on the wall trying to work out why it is so familiar when it dawns on me - it's the party house!! Turns out she was away that weekend so wasn't at the party, but her housemates had told her about the drunk girls that gartecrashed and drank all her vodka.. 🙈

Many years ago my parents were friends with a retired couple. To keep active the lady had decided to open a restaurant in her house. She was quite eccentric but her food was excellent.
A few years after she died I was in a bookshop and saw a random recipe book, I opened it somewhere near the middle and there was the chef's attempt at making her signature dish, even naming her!
I bought the book and a fancy bookmark and sent it to the husband who was then living with their daughter and he loved seeing that his wife was remembered in print.

We have lots of coincidences in our family.

Me & my sibling were both due on the same day, She arrived on her due date I arrived a week later.

My two were due on the same day. Eldest arrived on due date, youngest arrived a week later.

My Eldest was born on his Grans birthday, my Niece was born on her Nans birthday.

All different streets & roads but, my FIL lived at no 4, I lived at no 5, DSis lived at No 6, my parents lived at no7 as did my DS & his wife in another street, DSis FIL lived at no 8, I moved to no 9. My Dad moved to No 16, one niece moved to no 17 my other niece moved to no 18.

Me & DSis both moved to No 4, different streets & have 1 digit difference in our post codes.

I travelled when I was younger & was about 20 years old at the time . I was celebrating in a bar in Israel. A boy I knew from Junior school walked in & recognised me straight away.

Another time we were on holiday & had travelled an hour away from where we were staying to go to a market. We bumped into a friends Mum who had also travelled an hour from her resort to the same market.

I had a parcel delivered to my house in error. It turned out to be for a friend of mine that lived in my street when I was a child who lived a good half an hour away from me now. I delivered it to her myself & had a catch up.

When I was in my twenties, a friend who I had known since school told me that his aunt was visiting from Canada. My friend mentioned his friend "Librarian55" and his aunt asked if I had an aunt with a certain name. I did, and it turned out that our aunts had been friends until his moved to Canada and that she had been trying to trace my aunt for years. We didn't live in the same area or go to the same school as them.

I went to a small Bavarian town hundreds of kilometers from home only twice in my life for a daytrip- once when I was 15 years old, the other time when I was around 40. Both times I met an uncle of mine (two different uncles, both were living in my hometown), who also happened to be in that same town on exactly the same day/hour. We had never shared our holiday plans beforehand. It was pure coincidence.

I may be alone in my belief that there are no coincidences.

Aye?

So if two people I know have a baby in the same week and call them the same name, that's not a coincidence? If I meet someone on holiday who it turns out is the brother of someone I work with, that's not a coincidence?

Years ago I bought a 2nd hand ford fiesta in a town about 45 mins east from where I lived. About 6 months later travelling to Cornwall I had stopped in a pub for lunch and the previous owner recognised the car and said hi, he was on way to Cornwall on holiday too, just weird both there at same time!

A bit more trivial than most, but amused me, when Pokemon GO was first launched, I took my DS out on a walk to play, whilst walking through a park I spotted a huge hawk moth caterpillar on a tree and excitedly shouted to DS to look at the big green caterpillar. He responded saying yes I'm catching it! A Caterpie pokemon had appeared in his game in the exact same position as the real life caterpillar 😂

Travelled half way round the world to join a specialist tour to find one of the other travellers had just moved into the village where we live!

I think there is a reason for everything
Just because we can't decipher an incident or an experience doesn't mean it is an coincidence. My opinion.

I wonder how on earth you can decipher the coincidence that I posted - in Ibiza we met a couple who BOTH had connections to me. She was best friends at high school with my best friend from primary school. That was in England. He lived round the corner from our then house in Scotland. There is absolutely NO reason you can give for this! But if you'd like to try on you go!

I had a miscarriage years ago on 24th Aug, fell pg quite quickly after that and my due date was 24th Aug the following year. Dd came 5 days early though. DS2 followed her and he was born 14th Jan. The baby I lost was due 14th Jan.

You didn't even take the time to READ my post. I stated, just because we can't decipher it doesn't mean it is coincidence. I believe there is a reason for everything. I said (I). I'm astounded how you take offense to this? I thought you people in the UK were a lot nicer ...

I understand what you are saying. You are not taking away from the stories mentioned here, rather you are saying you believe there’s more to it than just coincidence. Who really knows for sure.

Love this!

My outgoing SIL was at a motorway services 150 miles from home, where she saw a group of lads who were on a stag do. She admired their silly sequinned purple waistcoats, flirted with them a bit, and took a selfie with them, which she sent to our niece.

Later that day, niece was sitting with her best friend, who told niece that her boyfriend had gone off on a stag do in a sequinned purple waistcoat. Niece pulled out her phone to have a closer look at the photo her auntie had sent. She zoomed in on the lads.

"Oh yes," niece said, "My auntie found them. They do look silly!"