Cambridge Coincidences Collection

In my early thirties and married with two young children I often took the dog for a walk over local countryside in West Yorkshire. One winter's day when the snow was fairly deep I slipped down an approach to a stream I often walked over and didn't think much of it at the time. Later on I noticed my expensive Rolex watch was missing and could not find it anywhere. I cannot remember whether it was the next day or two or three days later I did the same walk and again slipped in the snow and as my hand went deep into the snow I felt something. And yes it was my watch.

I travel almost every week to another city by airplane to do business. When I get back, I have to drive about 10 km from the airport to my home, passing approx. 20 traffic lights along the way. Normally I have to stop for a minute or so at every second one of them (or so it seems). A couple of months ago I had the amazing experience of landing one night, and then driving straight home without stopping at a single traffic light. It seems to me the chance of this occurring must be very small. Best regards, Claus Skaaning PS. Btw. we met many years ago while I was a student in Aalborg under Steffen Lauritzen and Finn V. Jensen.

In 1972 I sold an Austin A40 car to someone who lived near High Wycombe, Bucks. In 1976 I bought a second hand MGB from a dealer in Chalfont St Peter, Bucks. A month later my wife said that she thought that there was something strange about the number plate of the MGB. She looked in the files and found that it was exactly the same number plate, both letters and numbers that was on the A40 sold 4 years previously. Fearing that that there may be something illegal about out 'new' car I obtained details from the DVLA. This is what had happened. The person who purchased the Austin A40 from me moved to Norwich with the car and sold it to someone in Norwich sometime later. The new owner of the A40 also owned an MGB and legally transferred the cherished number plate to the MGB. That MGB was later sold to someone locally in Norwich who subsequently moved to Chalfont St Peter a few miles from where I lived, and traded the MGB in for a new car. I saw the MGB advertised and purchased it without realising that the registration number was the same as the A40 when I owned it. So some 4 years later and with 3 intervening owners, the number plate returned!

This morning I was talking with a work colleague about food scares and we went on at length to discuss salmon farming, a very much off-topic discussion. In fact, I've never spoken about salmon farming before. Later this morning I was researching on Youtube the work of the poet Kwame Dawes, who spoke about a salmon farm as a setting for his poem, Progeny of Air. http://kalamu.posterous.com/video-interview-kwami-dawes-reading-29-septem (35.38)