Cambridge Coincidences Collection

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Well I Never!

Professor David Spiegelhalter of Cambridge University wants to know about your coincidences!

1984!

Dear Professor, Another coincidence for your department, some time ago I was on a coach outing with the Chingford Historical Society. Between cultural spots, I happened to buy a ‘1984’ paperback from a used book stand. Later in the day, a question was asked, the prize, a bag of sweets! When did we last visit today’s main attraction? I had no idea but I proffered 1984. I won the bag of sweets! Yours sincerely, Colin Lutman

Recently passed Gran mothers telephone number linked to granson unknowingly.

I started a place of work, where instantly they gave me a phone (as you would expect) and at the initial stage. I was unaware that there was a direct number set up on these phone and just thought it was the global telephone number for the company of which a receptionist would put calls through to my extension. I never received direct calls. On a personal matter my grandmother passed away, and weeks after she died, I started getting calls direct (not through the receptionist). The calls were for my late grandmother, Mrs P Jarrett, (Note my surname Metcalf, hence, no connection there). The first few calls (perhaps, one a week) I ignored as was still secretly in grieving, but after a few months was starting to get annoyed with this repeatedly reminding me of my gran, and thought to investigate. We worked out that each phone (not to any ones knowledge), had a direct number installed at the time of my grandmothers passing. Each phone got assigned a number and without anyone knowing, I had been given my grans number after she died, what are the chances of this?

PIN Number

My dad is a member of a golf club and in order to purchase discounted drinks from the bar each member is given a card which is swiped at each transaction. One day I was looking at this card and noticed the unique 4 digit code on the front was the same as his PIN number for his bank account (everyone in the family knows it as it is also the house alarm code). Bit of a coincidence, eh?

San Francisco

"San Francisco" http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bch1_Ep5M1s I became particularly "interested in" - got enamoured with - this song immediately after its singer, Scott McKenzie died. I posted on YOUTUBE: "... for days I can´t ´get off´ this song. I just listen to and sing it hundreds and hundreds times, as the ´Song of Eternity ´ - a message from long gone times that still live on forever..." I got some positive responses, but - for whatever reasons - my comment (these two sentences ) disappeared from YOUTUBE. I wrote it again and let it appear as my "motto" on my personal YOUTUBE-file. Whoever opened this file could see it immediately up on the right side. Recently I reopened this file and saw that - as a consequence of some YOUTUBE restructuring - this comment (statement?) disappeared even from here. After long search I found it tough, hidden in a box (or whatever the name for this ) under one of the so many new headings.

long lost brother

My mother had given my older brother up for adoption 59 yrs ago. I didn't know anything about him as my late mother took her secret to the grave. Earlier this year I found him on line looking for his mother. In these last few months we have developed a close relationship and have discovered so many coincidences with dates and links etc...we find this quite eerie but somehow comforting also. There are too many to discuss here openly but would be more forthcoming privately.

birthday co incidence

my father died in December 1999. prior to his death he was a lorry driver and often used to drive with our pet basset hound in the cab with him. in the year 2000 which was the first year after he died on the day that would have been his birthday 10 th july I arrived outside my place of work and there was a lorry similar to but not exactly the same as the one he used to drive and it there was a basset hound in the passenger seat. the basset hound was the same colour as our pet basset hound. while I was on the phone that day I took a phone call from the company he used to work for .the company had stopped dealing with us several years before and this was the first phone call we had had from them for several years. there were several other small coincidences that year to do with my father( members of the family winning premium bonds only on birthdays, which never happened again ) . I cant remember the full details. but ever since then we have not had any coincidences to do with him . so by coincidence all the coincidences only happened in the year after his death.

Steam trains

It was Sunday 2nd June 2013. I live in Bristol, and had been working away for the past week. I wanted to catch up with my daughter (4 years old) and decided, on a whim, to take her on an outing to Avon Valley Steam Railway (about an hour's cycle ride away) and have a trip on the steam train. This is not something I've ever done before or even really considered before, and I have no particular interest in steam trains. Anyhow, we get there, buy a ticket, get on the train, and suddenly it seems like quite a funny thing to be doing. I decide to send a text message to my sister, as I think she might find it funny. So I send her a text: "I'm on a steam train!x" She then texts back to say "no way, that's ridiculous!" She is a musician and happens, at this time, to be on tour round Europe, and is in Utrecht. She had woken up early, gone for a walk, passed the Railway Museum, gone inside, and had LITERALLY just climbed up into a steam train when she got the message. I am 30 and my sister is 27.

Same birthdays

This concerns my great-great-great-grandmother Isabella Ormston, who gave birth to a daughter on April Fool's Day 1835. She had another daughter two years later on April Fool's Day 1837, a third exactly two years later, and a fourth exactly two years after that, so that all four girls had the same birthday and all were seperated by two years. This story was covered at the time in the local newspaper (http://books.google.co.uk/books?id=DxkHAAAAQAAJ&pg=PA250&dq=ormston+daughter+april+sunderland&hl=en), and I can confirm the birth of the third daughter on 1st April 1839 since I have her birth certificate.

Brother's appearance

In the 1980's I was living in Lewisham in South East London, and wanted to buy a typewriter. I scanned Loot, the listings magazine that covered the whole of London, and found one for sale in Twickenham, in West London. I went there (to a house, not a shop) and bought the typewriter. As I was leaving I glanced at a pile of letters on the desk, and saw that the top one had been written by my brother. It was a business letter, and addressed to one person, not a circular. At the time he was working for a housing association, so would have been writing letters regularly. However, the area he covered was Pimlico, which is a long way from Twickenham.

Similarity

I had just moved to a small town in France where I knew only one person. We had both completely different backgrounds. Me Norwegian, born in a big family in the north of Norway in rural settings.<br /> He, German, only child to his mother, without a father, living independently most of the time. Age difference 15 years.<br /> One of my first walks led me to a hilltop with a 360 ° view and I immediately thought: Here I would like to build the house I had designed years ago. A house with eight sides in a circle, windows all around and with a top bedroom where I could look at the stars through a skylight. (Not an ordinary house)<br /> A few weeks later, my friend and I came driving back to the town in his car. The subject house came up and he told me about his "dreamhouse".... and at the end, I had to tell him: No, it's my house.<br /> He had the exact same idea or design.<br /> Furthermore he new the best location for his house outside the town. I didn't know how to drive there, because I had walked through the fields.

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