Premonition

About 20 years ago I spent New Year in the Lake District with 2 friends. Whilst in a car park in Coniston, I thought I saw a friend from University (Phil Bischler) at the far side of the car park. I walked purposefully towards him but as he turned towards me to see who was approaching, I realised that it wasn't Phil but by this time was so close that I had to explain my approach. That evening, we stayed at Ambleside Youth Hostel. I thought I saw Phil Bischler sitting in the common room on a sofa reading a magazine. This time I was more circumspect and walked up and down the common room (he was reading, oblivious). Finally I had the courage to call out 'Phil ?'. It WAS Phil Bischler this time. (Strangely, something similar happened a couple of months later in Redhill. I thought I saw one of my sister's friends (Juliet Smith) approaching but it wasn't. A few seconds later, Juliet Smith came round the corner. This was less improbable as she lived locally. Nothing like this has happened to me since)