I was visiting the UK from New Zealand, intending to telephone a friend from school, who lived in Gloucestershire. Before I phoned him, while in London I was going down the escalator at Waterloo tube station, and saw him riding up it.
Just before the election of the last Pope, my husband asked me information about how the Popes choose their names. I answered him: "A Pope can choose the name he wants, for exemple Francesco". Just a few minutes later the name of the new Pope was announced : "Francesco".
Today (24.02.2015) I took and old TV set to my local recycling plant just outside a town called Gravesend. The set itself was an Hitachi all transistor colour set from around 1984. A typical 80's model with push buttons and having a cathode ray tube was quite heavy.
Reading coincidence 7954, I recalled the fact I discover my parents front door key works in my front door (but not the other way around). I discovered this by accident after they have purchased replacement windows and front door, but not yet had them fitted.
I was playing a new game of Words with Friends. I was given the usual random 7 letters and my name came together in order, KAREN. Unless the game is programmed to do that and I don't think it is, I found those odds of that happening pretty remote. I do have a screen shot somewhere.
I have another to share. I was listening to oldies music one morning on a run when for the first time in 35 years I understood the lyrics to this one verse in the chorus of this song.
Hi, four year ago on the 12th of july my brother stanley died . When we were sorting out the funeral and going through his belongings with his wife we found my mothers death certificate and realised she also died on the 12th of july. We thought there was some meaning and consoled ourselves with that. About a week or so later myself and my natural sister were out at the graveyard where my aunties, uncles and grandparents are buried. All of a sudden while looking at my grandmothers gravestone and noticed the date which was also the 12th of july.
My daughter is called Effie. Our garage is located in a lane some way away from our house in a long line of garages. The garage door was recently defaced with graffiti, and was the only garage door in the lane that this happened to. The vandal's tag was Effy. The bairn can hardly hold a crayon, I am pretty sure she is not the culprit.