1974 Canadian Holiday`

Three big coincidences happened to my Mother and I on our first holiday to Canada almost 40 years ago (Aug//Sep 1974) when it was still unusual to go on long haul holidays. We had been invited by my Mother's cousin after my Father's death. 1) We were on a day coach tour in the Rockies and there were six British people sitting at the back of a large coach, the rest being Canadian and American. We British got talking and I found that one of the men was a salesman at the very same garage from where I had bought my car shortly before. 2) When staying with my Mother's cousins on Vancouver Island they had arranged to go to lunch with some friends who also had a visitor from England staying with them. This man and my Mother kept looking at one another and, after some time, they realised they knew each other as he served on the delicatessen counter at the Waitrose my Mother used in Whetstone, north London. 3) When waiting in the departure lounge at Vancouver Airport on the way home we were amazed to see, sitting on seats opposite us, the couple with whom we had shared a breakfast table at our hotel in Hammamet, Tunisia the previous November. They had then told us they were hoping to go to Egypt for their next holiday and there we were waiting for the same plane 10 months later on the other side of the world. I can't even begin to think what the chance of that coincidence was considering the choice of destinations, dates and flights.