Of all the bars in all the world...

A couple of years ago I was in Liverpool for a friend's hen party. The friend was now living in Australia and was only back in the country for a week or two to get married - I knew her from university in Leicester and this was only the second time in my life I'd been to Liverpool. Due to my poor knowledge of the area, I was late and went straight to the bar area in a fairly large place on the Albert Docks instead of waiting for table service. As I turned around with three G&Ts to head to our private booth area, through the crowd I clocked a guy walking through the front door, wrapped up in a hat, scarf and heavy coat (it was February). It was my ex-boyfriend of 4 years, with whom I'd called it a day 8 months earlier. He was from Surrey and (to my knowledge) didn't know anyone or have any reason to be in Liverpool. I shot over to him and exclaimed: "Happy birthday!" (for reasons that were obvious) and he looked incredibly shocked. It turns out, he was in the wrong place and was just turning to leave. After a few seconds of "How are you?" and "What on earth?" someone reached past him with an out-stretched hand and said: "You must be Liz..." - his new girlfriend. The pair then left for their night at the comedy club next door and I returned to my G&Ts. I have since learn they are now married...and living in Liverpool. I have not been back!