Cambridge Coincidences Collection

Well I Never!

Professor David Spiegelhalter of Cambridge University wants to know about your coincidences!

The Filipino girl

I was looking at a Filipino girl on YouTube then my cousin messages me saying he got a spam call from the Philippines
Total votes: 228
Date submitted:Fri, 17 Jul 2020 08:16:37 +0000Coincidence ID:10498

Strange music coincidence

I was in the car listening to bestie boys sabotage in the car driving, once I get home I hear it playing when I watch the minions 2 trailer on YouTube.... the unlikeliest of songs that could have been played.
Total votes: 202
Date submitted:Fri, 17 Jul 2020 08:13:40 +0000Coincidence ID:10497

Uncanny Pattern

My dog hit my roommates keyboard while she was in the middle of writing a paper and the dog spelled out my roommates name "Minh"
Total votes: 213
Date submitted:Sun, 12 Jul 2020 12:30:04 +0000Coincidence ID:10493

Birthday Coincidence

At my first fancy art show, I (an artist) was randomly placed right next to a gallery owner. Then we realized we were born on the same month & day (Sept. 9th).
Total votes: 190
Date submitted:Sun, 12 Jul 2020 12:23:14 +0000Coincidence ID:10492

My birth date

My birthday is 6/7/89
Total votes: 221
Date submitted:Fri, 10 Jul 2020 20:04:46 +0000Coincidence ID:10490

My Colleague's Party

This happened maybe 20 years ago now. I used to commute from my area, a city of around 150,000 people, into a big city of around a million about an hour away (depending on traffic) for my job. One weekend a colleague was having a party at his house in that big city. Normally I didn't like to go back into the city but for some reason I can't remember, I decided to go. At one point in the evening, I'm sitting near this woman and in the course of trying to make the sort of polite conversation one has with strangers you know you'll never see again, I ask her where she's from. When I tell her in turn where I'm from she replies that her parents live in the same smaller city I do. I ask her what part of that city they live in? She says it's this really obscure place that I've probably never heard of. I encourage to her say it as I've lived in that city all my life and so I might know where it is. She gives in and tells me the name of the street, which is very unique. They were my neighbours 2 doors down. I confirmed her parents' last name, and was able to describe their house. Her parents had moved in after their children had grown up, so I had never met her. I believe that she was a friend of my colleague's wife. I gave this two stars because the area I lived in was very low residential and there wasn't a lot of people moving in or out of the neighbourhood, so it wasn't like living in the same apartment block or subdivision.
Total votes: 236
Date submitted:Thu, 09 Jul 2020 05:49:37 +0000Coincidence ID:10489

Lost contact

A few weeks ago I had a lot of excess energy from a work call, decided to schedule some catch-up calls with friends I haven’t spoken with in 5-10 years. Thought if I had the number of an ex from (almost exactly) 2 years ago, would reach out to him as well; it was nice catching up with old friends, maybe it’d be nice to catch up with him as well, but I didn’t have it, so oh well. I had deleted his number and text chain/photos a while ago - no contact. Later that day, with so much excess energy, decided to finally go through a year’s worth of credit card statements and health ins benefits to declutter/file them away - came across a bookstore receipt from 2015 for two books on marriage, one of which we talked about on our last date. Phone number written on the receipt, no name but ex’s area code, and his name came up when I googled the number - decided not to text since he previously said he was not interested in being friends and thought it best to respect that boundary. Shredded the receipt by hand since it had my name on it and tossed it in the trash. Talked to a friend who said I was overthinking it and since it’s a pandemic, should reach out. Thought “it’s lockdown!” so why not take one of the endless hours to try and piece the shredded bits back together (like a fun puzzle?!) for the number even though many of the pieces had fallen way down into the trash can and wasn’t going to go digging for them. Bad case of insomnia, decide maybe it’s not so crazy and go to the trash can to grab whatever pieces are on top. Open the lid and the number is on top of the pile on a small circle of paper, totally intact! Totally crazy?! Did not reach out since it was a series of coincidences created by my self and not some sign from the universe, but. Didn’t remember writing his number down and storing it, definitely thought I ripped the number into several pieces when I tossed it. Silly subconscious obviously wanted to reach out!
Total votes: 197
Date submitted:Sat, 04 Jul 2020 01:31:43 +0000Coincidence ID:10487

College Coincidence

I live in NC, but went to school in VA. My school is a very small women’s college. I decided to plan a reunion for alumni who lived in my city. I picked a location in downtown, and then found out that the owner’s mother and best friend were alumni of the same school. So, I guess, serendipitously enough, out of all the bars, restaurants and meeting places in the city chose the right one!
Total votes: 207
Date submitted:Wed, 01 Jul 2020 01:50:08 +0000Coincidence ID:10483

Hemachromatosis coincidence

My boyfriend was diagnosed with a condition called hemachromatosis, ie iron overload. Upon receiving this knowledge, I began researching the condition on the Internet, and came upon two helpful looking books, one of which was a cookbook. I need to buy these for him! I thought to myself. Then I began to wonder who the authors were. I googled them. They are leading naturopathic doctors that deal with this condition, and they live here in the town that we live in, and their office is literally less than a mile from his house. I was able to pick the books up in person. To boot, my boyfriend’s ancestors made horseshoes for the Union during the Civil War, so there is that other “iron overload” coincidence.
Total votes: 211
Date submitted:Wed, 01 Jul 2020 01:41:21 +0000Coincidence ID:10482

The Girl on the Promenade

My name is Martyn Lee, . I live in Straford upon Avon. In June 1953 my parents booked a family holiday in Devon. It was in a caravan at Looville Holiday Park in Goodrington, Torbay. It’s now a housing development but in the early 50s it was a busy little holiday park packed with static caravans.<br /> I was 6 years old and in my third year at my Infant School in Birmingham. I was in a mixed class of about 36 children. A big class, but these were the height of the Baby Boomer years. My parents plan was to take me out of school for two weeks in term time. In those days there was no law against this and your parents simply wrote a note to the school on your return. Understandably schools didn’t like this, but it was common practice. I was therefore sworn to secrecy. Under no circumstances was I to tell my teacher or any classmates of the planned holiday.<br /> In those pre motorway days the journey to South Devon from Birmingham in my Dad’s 1938 Morris 8, maximum speed 55 mph downhill, took about eight hours. On the Saturday morning we set off at first light, being mid June this was around 04.30. We eventually arrived around 13.00 hours and gained admission to our caravan around 14.00. Then came the arrival ritual, unpack, make up the bunks, go shopping for food. This was a Saturday and in those days shops just didn’t open on Sundays, so we needed enough supplies to see us through till after breakfast on Monday morning. Shopping completed it was back to the caravan and mom cooked us dinner.<br /> Most families including , mine had a post dinner holiday ritual. You headed to the beach for what my parents called their evening stroll. Goodrington has a long sandy beach abutted by a raised promenade. This means that if the tide is in, as it was that evening, holiday makers could still walk alongside the ocean. We started to walk east towards Paignton. The promenade was packed with other families enjoying their evening stroll on what was probably their first holiday evening as well. After about a half mile something extraordinary happened; there, walking towards us was a family of four, mom, dad, a boy and a girl. The amazing thing was that I knew the girl. Her name was Railia (a very unusual first name) Howard and she sat in the aisle next to me at my Infant school! It transpired that she too had been sworn to secrecy by her parents.<br /> So here we were 190 miles from home. On the same promenade, at the same time, on the same day and from the same class in the same school. To me that’s quite a coincidence! </p> <p>
Total votes: 205
Date submitted:Tue, 30 Jun 2020 14:54:45 +0000Coincidence ID:10481