Resturant meeting

In the early to mid 90's I was in a dance troupe. There were 6 of us and we lived within driving distance of each other spread across Surrey and South London and occaisionally met up for drinks until the group dispanded in the late 90's. We remaind what you would call occaisional freinds and still sea each other maybe once a year these days. A couple of years after the group split up, my then girlfreind of many years and 2 long term freinds decided to go to dinner and booked a restaurnat that we had frequented many years back with the troupe on the purley way, Crawley called Rayon D'or at Airport House. This is a 50 mile journey for us but the memories of the food and the venue made the journey worth while. On entering the resturant we were seated next to a table of 8 people, 4 of whom were from the dance troupe celebrating one of their birthdays. It was the first time they had visited this resturant sinse we last went there as a group. We had not spoken or met up recent to this chance meeting and certainly not made mention of the Rayon D'or as a nice place to eat. There was one member of the group who was not there and when we told him of this chance meeting he believed and still does to this day that we left him out of the proceedings as the meeting was so unlikely and he was the only exclusion, nothing any of us can say will make him believe that it was pure chance that it happened.