The curious incident of the lost tigger

When I was 6 or 7 years old I used to play touch rugby near where my family lived in Surrey. My younger sister used to come along to watch and always brought her soft toy- a Tigger from Winnie the Pooh. One day, very sadly, she left the teddy bear behind at a rugby game, and while we came back later and spent a long time searching for it- it couldn't be found. Fast forward 6 years or so, and we have moved house to a small town in West Sussex. We go to visit our next door neighbours, who have a daughter the same age as my sister, and she sees a Tigger soft toy and remarks she used to have one like that. Our neighbours say they bought it at a lost toys auction at a rugby club in Surrey, and it turns out to have been the same toy, any my sister is reunited! It's hardly uncommon for a family to move from edge of London suburbs to a more rural setting, particularly once they start to have children. Sussex and Surrey are not so far away from each other. But it still seems an amazing coincidence that they should be our next-door neighbours!