Telepathy or coincidence?

When I was at college in Salisbury in the 1970's, I shared a house with a friend (from Bristol) and spent the weekends with my partner in our isolated cottage 40 miles away. I split up with my partner towards the end of my training and stayed in Salisbury all the time. At the end of term I had to go to the cottage for a few days to sort out my affairs. I travelled as far as I could by public transport and my ex-partner drove me the rest of the way. My friend knew it would be difficult for me and said if things got too much, I should ring her in Bristol and she would ask her partner to collect me. It was ok at first and then things did get difficult so one morning I walked a mile and half to the nearest phone box and rang my friend. I was told by a flat mate that she had gone to see an aunt in Bexhill on Sea by train. I started walking back and my partner came along in the car and we stopped for a drink in the local pub. When we got back to the cottage our neighbour said a friend had turned up and she had let her into the house. I knew exactly who it was and sure enough there was my college friend. She said she had been on the train and had a strong sense that I needed her so got off at Bath and hitch-hiked to my cottage ( a distance of about 25miles). I packed a bag and we hitch-hiked to Salisbury together.