Triple word coincidence

I was sitting on a bus passing through East Dulwich, not a route I take too often or know, reading an autiobiography of Rupert Everett who coincidentially shares my date of birth - 29th May. I was reading how while his mother was pregantn with with him she was decorating - painting some part of the house - not long before giving birth. My mother too had been painting a door when she was noticed to be having contractions. I was then just musing how coincidental it was as well that his mother's doctor was called Jarvis, and I had been born in the Jarvis Nursing Home in Guildford when at that moment, I looked up and discovered we were passing Jarvis Road. That was totally amazing, 3 coincidences - reading a book about someone with my same date of birth - except the year - I'm younger than Rupert(!), with mothers undertaking same activity when about to give birth, then reading a name that not only meant something to me, but also was just outside the window. What amazing coincidences I thought - and utterly, completely, meangingless - just very surprising.