Cambridge Coincidences Collection

Well I Never!

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

Surnames

In November 2011 my wife and I were in Hawaii on the last leg of our round the world trip. We booked a bus tour of the Island of Ohahu. On board were 10 other couples. The guide said he would read out the passenger names and we each had to say where we were from and add a few details to get to know one another. He read out a few names and then said "Stevenson" Two voices simultaneously said " Yorkshire, England," mine and another man. That's a coincidence I thought. So when we stopped at the first scheduled stop we approached each other.

corsican coincidence

My husband and I (we live in UK) were on our first four week holiday in Malta and asked the rep to organise several trips - he booked us on a catamaran trip to Corsica. On arrival in Corsica we were told to board any one of three coaches for those speaking English.<br /> My husband noticed a man wearing a baseball cap with a derogatory name on it. Tongue in cheek (as we know the American jokes about this name) he asked if that was where the wearer came from.

Dental Records

I am a 56 year old dentist who sold my practice in 2009, all my patients continue to see me at the practice where I work as an associate about a mile away from the old practice. The old practice is an unoccupied unit on the first floor of a busy shopping centre. After all the equipment was moved out there was an electrical problem with the fuse blowing at the local sub-station.

We'll meet again

My brother Horace Dale (RAF) of 83, Heathcote Road, Miles Green Stoke on Trent was walking down a sreet in Naples in 1943, when he met Jack Cross (Navy) who lived at 106 Hearthcote Road. While they were chatting along came Frank Pointon (Army) - the three different services! - who lived next door at 106. A photograph was taken and it is a treasured memory of the amazing coincidence - the three houses are less than 25 yards from each other! I have the photograph if you wish to see it. Dennis Dale.

Returning to the Town of my Ancestors

I first moved to Scunthorpe in Lincolnshire in 1969 where I raised my family. I was working at the Flixborough chemical plant which exploded in June 1974. In 1982 because the re-built Nypro factory where I worked closed down, and due of lack of local work, I moved to London where I took a job in engineering design of large chemical and nuclear facilities. When I semi-retired in 2000, I moved back to Lincolnshire to Grantham to give me easy rail access to London where I still worked part time as a Consultant in major hazard prevention.

Happiness and Sadness

My paternal grandmother died on the 21st April 1960 which happened to be my fifth birthay. On the 25th November 1983 my father died which also happened to be my brother and sister-in-laws fifth wedding anniversary. Both occasions were times of great happiness but ended with sadness. Still we never forget these important dates, nor do we celebrate "5"s.

Manx Cat

I was on a camp site in Mojacar Spain back in April 2009 playing my concertina outside in the sunshine accompanied by a German friend .The tune we were playing was "The crack was ninety in the Isle Of Man" Whilest playing i felt something warm brushing my leg and to my amazement a pure bred Manx Cat (the one with no tail )brushed along my leg,which caused shivers up my spine .The German was not aware of the breed of cat and when i explained the coincidence he was also amazed.

Russian Roulette ?

At school in England in the fifties a swear word never crossed our lips- we were well brought up young ladies. However, one day in class I made an error and expleted "Oh Vladivostok ! " . This became an expression of frustration for evermore amongst my classmates. I had no knowledge of Vladivostok at all and I picked this out of a whole world of possible names. I could not have possibly have forseen that one day a beautiful little girl would be born there and that she would become my daughter -in law. Gloria Gillott

Dinosaur film nosebleed

Several years ago when I was about 10 years old (c.1976) I was watching the film When Dinosaurs Ruled the Earth, alone, when during one particularly violent fight between a T-Rex and Triceratops, my nose suddenly began to bleed quite badly. Several years later, I was watching the same film with my father, and when we got to the exact same dinosaur fight scene, I proceeded to tell my father what had happened the last time I watched the scene. He looked over to me and said "What? Like its' bleeding now?" My nose had once again spontaneously and badly bled.

A family root explored

This is a second coincidence that I've posted - for some reason I know many - my family, who enjoy my stories as a mild distraction think that the reason I have them is that I'm just plain nosey and ask, say, a further 2 or 3 questions that then establish some link. So here's my second story: My father is from the west of Ireland, ear to the border with Roscommon and when my children were young we began visiting. Eventually we bought a small cottage - but a good 40 miles further west, by the sea in a place called Roonagh Quay. We didn't know the area well.

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