Cambridge Coincidences Collection

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understandinguncertainty.org was produced by the Winton programme for the public understanding of risk based in the Statistical Laboratory in the University of Cambridge. The aim was to help improve the way that uncertainty and risk are discussed in society, and show how probability and statistics can be both useful and entertaining.

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Well I Never!

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

Chance meeting at the Albert Hall....

In the 1930's, my mother's family were very friendly with a family in Czechoslovakia. After the war, when the Communists took control, the family were forced to flee and ended up in Peru, as one of the few countries for which they could get visas to settle. Fast forward to 1968, when I as a student in London got tickets for a performance of The Dream of Gerontius at the Albert Hall. I found myself sitting beside a fellow student from the same college who introduced me to a Czech girl she had brought with her. By way of conversation I told her the only Czechs I had known had gone to Peru. She asked me their name and when I told her it was Svojsik she said, "Well, I'm Helena Svojsikova" (daughter of the first cousin of the young men who had escaped to Peru in 1947.) We remain in close touch to this day!

Timing Coincidence

We had arrived in Melbourne on a trip of a lifetime after a delayed flight from Fiji via Sydney and had to immediately rush to dress for dinner as we were being taken out by my friends' children who had moved there. So next day, 20/12/11, we were absolutely exhausted, but had hired a car to drive to Phillip Island, south of Melbourne to see the wild penguins, a 'must' on our itinerary. We were so tired it took us a long time to get up and get ready after a bit of a lie in, and had put the television on (something we rarely did on holiday) to help us wake up. We had no idea which of the hundreds of channels we were on, but were very surprised to hear that the next programme was to be 'Penguin Island' narrated by Rolf Harris, a BBC special on the life of the penguins on Phillip Island. If we had not been so tired we would have missed it, or turned on the TV at the very time and channel it was on. Of course we watched it and found it was on sale at the Penguin site outlet.

Headmaster and pupil

My husband and I married in 1883 when he joined me, from Buckinhamshire, in Brighton. Some thirty years before he had been head teacher at a small country school in Yorkshire, with, at most, some twenty-five pupils. Invited to my son's barbeque, he was in conversation with one of the guests, who suddenly recognised my husband as having taught him in Yorkshire when he was five years old.

seats on a plane

In 1990, three of us travelled to Florida on a huge plane, with three seats either side and a row of five in the centre. We shared the centre row with a couple who were going to a different final destination. We were all going away for an odd number of days. On the return journey we found ourselves similarly sharing a row of five.

chance meeting

I was living in Brisbane, Australia, in 1974 and the day was especially hot. As I paid the fees for two of my childresn to attend a judo class, I remarked to the collector that, though she, like me, was a red-head, she looked remarkably cool. She said that she had been born in Ceyn, perhaps that made a difference. It transpired that we had been born in the same small town in Ceylon, I in 1934, she in 1935, where our fathers were engineers. When I wrote to my mother in England to tell her of the conversation, she wrote back to say that she attended that woman's christening in Hatton, Ceylon. After my parents' deaths I came across a photo of the event. Ann

Extraordinary Chat Up

In late 1974, early 1975, when students at Bedford College, London University, my best friend and I decided to explore what was on offer in the West End theatre. Neither of us knew much about theatre so we chose two West End plays which had been very well reviewed. The first was a Victorian drawing room drama starring Margaret Leighton and other famous old thesps;it was dire. The second we saw the following week; Dorothy Tutin in J.M. Barrie's 'What Every Woman Knows' at the Albery Theatre. Our hearts sank as the curtain rose on yet another Victorian drawing room; again it was painful and we only made it to the interval before making our escape. The acting had been especially dreadful; particularly the young man who played the "jeuvinile lead". It would be a very long time before we risked going to the West End theatre again. A couple of months later my friend and I had moved into a new flat near Kings Cross and one evening went for a drink in a tatty, and completely unremarkable pub tucked away in one of the streets behind the Pentonville Road. Being quite gorgeous in those days, we were soon chatted up by two guys.

When Andrew met Harry and Judi

When I was still working for Marco Polo Hotels in Hong Kong, often I would go from my office to one of the hotels in the Ocean Centre complex for lunch. On the way back I would always go through the Ocean Centre Shopping Arcade which joined the properties, and from there the route was to turn left into the Hong Kong Hotel where my office was located. On this particular day however, as I approached the entrance to the Hong Kong Hotel, I felt that instead of turning left and going straight into the hotel, I should be turning right and going into the Ocean Terminal area, which was on the harbor front, where the cruise ships docked. There was no real reason to do this as it added an extra five minutes to the walk, it also meant that I would have to go one floor down by escalator and then one floor back up by stairs to reach the elevators to my office. However, somehow I felt it was the right thing to do. As I was riding down the escalator near the harbor front where the cruise ships came in, I saw, standing at the bottom was Harry and Judi Mullikin, my previous boss when he was President of Westin Hotels & Resorts, and his wife.

I don't believe in Coincidences and this is why!

I remember it was a Wednesday morning, sometime ago, and I needed to speak to three people about some of my charity work that I was doing for the KELY Support Group. It was very important to me to get these matters finalized in a timely manner, however I got busy with my “day job” and wasn’t able to do anything about contacting these people. Later in the day busily rushing to a luncheon appointment I jumped onto the MTR (mass transit) to find, standing next to me, one of the people I wanted to talk too. We exchanged the information required and I proceeded to my luncheon. After being heavily involved in discussion during my business luncheon, I got up to leave the restaurant, and as I turned to leave the table, I saw, sitting a couple of tables away, the second person I needed to speak to about KELY.

Suit-able Coincidence?

Before leaving my corporate position with a hotel group in Hong Kong, and starting the process of setting up Sanctuary Resorts I had an unexpected meeting with my friend Ronnie Ng. I had first met Ronnie a few years earlier when he was engaged as the first outside trainer for our Rotary International District Youth Leadership Awards (RYLA) program. Subsequently Ronnie conducted some training programs for one of the Hotels where I worked, and it was during this time that we reconnected. We had some interesting conversations in between the programs and during one of them I remarked that I admired the style of jacket Ronnie was wearing, as it was casual, and while it had a Mandarin style collar, it was more contemporary in design. Ronnie thought it would look good on me and suggested next time I had a suit made I get one similar. A few months later it was time to get a new suit, and to be honest I “chickened out”, and when my tailor, Andy, asked me what sort of suit I would like, I just said “my usual,” meaning a classic style double-breasted black suit. Interestingly he then said, “Actually Mr.

My Friend and I

I have a friend who is six months older than me. We're in the same year at school. Our mothers share a name, and we both have younger brothers who have the same name as each other and were born two weeks after their due dates.

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