Cambridge Coincidences Collection

Well I Never!

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

Little Dog

Earlier I purchased some organic beef borgounian flavored dog treats made by a company called Bocce and still have them in the trunk of my car. I met with my neighbor last night and he told me about a dog breed I have never heard of called a Bocce and looks similiar to a Yorkshire terrier.

Boxes of horror

I have attempted to report a pattern of behavior by another that has kept me down for quite some time now to no avail. Just this weekend, two packages showed up at my home filled with remnants of the times I'd tried to report my injuries before. Coincidentially the electronics and other things inside are only a small fraction of my full collection and unfortunately are so old they won't even power on. It is very serendipitous that I am only now able to file official complaint when the statute appears to have expired. Some coincidences are magical, some take me to the edge of reason.

A Psychic Experiment

Over 50 years ago, I purchased a mosaic kit (sort of a paint by numbers kit with glass bits to assemble into a mosaic wall hanging). My Mom and I assembled it, and since Mom died, I have had it hanging on my wall, above my TV). Over all these years, I have never seen another mosaic like this one, either for real or in a photo. About three years ago, I was reading a book by Pam Grout, entitled "Nine Do-It-Yourself Energy Experiments That Prove Your Thoughts Create Your Reality".

Flight 174

Just recently I have taken to watching old air-crash films as I tend to follow documentaries explaining what goes wrong with crashed airliners,and the feature films recreate these scenarios in dramatic circumstances.<br /><br /> One of the more recent films I looked back on was 'Falling from the sky:Flight 174' with William Devane.<br /><br /> This flight had to do an emergency landing at Gimli when it was headed for Montreal and found the runway full of people on a car rally,including some kids on bikes.

shared exgirlfriends

I will write it in a schematic way: Girl_A from north of the country. Girl_B from the south. A and B met for the first time in China and decide to live together and become best friends. Girl_B is relocated to Hongkong and start dating Boy_B from Spain. Girl_A stays in China and start dating Boy_A from Mexico. After a couple years everyone met together in a party in China: Boy_A and Boy_B chit chat a bit.

Gas man had lived in my home

We had recently moved to our new home and were considering replacing a gas pipe connected to the mains. I called a central number for Transco, the company, which in those days (2002), owned Britain's gas pipelines. I spoke to a gentleman to arrange for someone to give me a quote. When he took my address, he discovered it was the same property he had once lived in. He accurately described the layout of the house and told me that he and others had rented individual rooms from a landlady.

Are we all somehow connected to each other?

While on a sailing holiday in the Mediterranean last year (2016), our three children became good friends with the children of another family. After a few days, my youngest son remarked that our family really did have a lot in common with the other children's family. I asked why that was and he explained that their parents and I were in the same profession. The mother and I chatted pleasantly all afternoon before we realised we had worked for the same local radio station at the same time twenty-five years earlier.

Seconds later and we might not have met

It was October 1998, day seven of a new job in London, my home city, but one I had not lived in for thirteen years since I had left home. I was travelling to work by tube and needed to change from the Jubilee line to the Central line at Bond Street. It was rush hour and there was a long queue at the bottom of the only escalator that was in use. As I stood waiting, I recognised a familiar looking figure from behind, standing two people in front of me. It was an old school friend I had not seen or heard from in a decade, but someone to whom I had always been attracted. I called out his name.

The lost key

This was in my college days. We used to live in a hostel, and had a large walled campus. One night I was coming back from dinner when my I saw my friend putting up a notice on the board. He had found a key, and I laughed and got my key out my pocket to see if it matched. And it did! I had infact lost a copy of my key a few weeks ago. The odds are astounding that my friend would find it and I would see him put up the notice and also compare the key. It's an old style seven lever lock, so the keys are not very unique. In any case I did the logical think and changed to a more secure lock.


Last night I was browsing ebay and came across one item which said it was to be picked up in Royston. Not having heard of this place before,I then googled it to find it on the map to see whereabouts in the UK it was. I was a bit taken aback today,when I read the cover story of the newspaper about killer Ian Stewart who apparently lives in Royston. Ian Stewart is also the name one of my favourite mathematicians who has also written on the subject of chance an coincidence!