Holiday Coincidence

Many years ago, following the death of my husband in 1988, I went on holiday with a friend to Guernsey, hoping to leave my decorator doing the hard work of transforming my house while I was away. Unfortunately, it transpired that he and his wife were also going to be away at that time (not much of a coincidence!). Off we went, ready to enoy ourselves and tackle the question of the decorating on our return (and the return of my decorator from wherever he and his wife had been holidaying). After enjoying the delights of the main island, we decided on a boat trip to the very much smaller island of Herm, looking forward to our day out. Having enjoyed this beautiful (and car-free) environment for a few hours, we reluctantly boarded the small boat that was to take us back to the main island. As I sat there with my friend, watching more people climb aboard and waiting for our departure, I was suddenly aware of what, to me, seemed to be almost an apparition. Climbing on to the boat were my decorator and his wife. This I do count as a significant coincidence, all of us, without knowing it, taking a holiday on Guernsey at the same time, visiting the same small island on the same day and boarding the same small boat to take us back to the main island!