Cambridge Coincidences Collection

Well I Never!

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

Architect of the Union

Take a map, locate South Africa. Zoom in, zoom way way in, locate Zeerust and Swartruggens. This is where it all started David was born in 1972 in South Africa. I was born in 1978 in Zeerust, RSA. For the briefest moment, David and myself were within 60km from one-another when he visited his father in Swartruggens, only to meet more than 30 years later thousands of miles on the other side of the world. September 2010, Las Vegas; on a Friday night I randomly met David in a bar.

What are the odds?

When living in New Zealand, at a small party in a rural, sparsely populated area, I met an Australian woman, born and raised in Australia but now working in NZ. During a conversation which amazed both of us, we discovered that her elderly aunt with whom she'd stayed as a child, and my sister, lived in the same very small Norfolk village (population c.600). Exploring this further, we found that in fact they lived in the same cottage- an old cottage divided into two houses down a remote unsurfaced lane.

A affair & A murder

My husband did laundry, when I went to fold I found a pair of womans socks not belonging to anyone in my house. My husband was being weird and elusive. He wouldnt let me in his car or phone. We split while hes gone I find a pair of womans shoes hidden in my bedroom. I see a post from wife of friend of my husband where she is talking like me. Things start happening pointing to her as other woman. Her husband dies of blood pressure medicine overdose that my husband takes. And all this in a 4 month period.

Matching Music

I was browsing on my facebook feed and saw a funny video of a man playing the song “informer” on a pan flute and I watched it. Literally as soon as the video ended, I heard the original version of the song “informer” playing on the radio that I leave turned on in the living room.

My life and likeness are now a smash hit video game...

Please hang in there with me...It's a very long story, but to start out I will introduce myself. My full legal name is Jesse H X, but whenever I can get away with it, I go by Jesse H only, because X is my step-fathers last name, whom I am permanently estranged from. I have blue eyes, colored bright red hair, and have had many extremely strange almost unbelievable coincidences in my life, but this one by far is, well, mind blowing. My therapist agrees with me. </p> <p>I was diagnosed with Bipolar Disorder Unspecified with Psychotic Features about 10 years ago.

On Broadway

As a teen, I often drove the length of Broadway, a main drag in my small (40,000) city. On many occasions, a car drove by in the opposite direction, with what I thought was a friend driving. I would wave but was embarrassed to discover that it was a stranger. Then, many blocks later, another car would drive by with, you guessed it, my friend at the wheel. This happened many times over the course of a couple of years, then ceased.

Cobblers!

During WW2, my father served with the RAF in Egypt and Libya. His younger brother also served in the RAF, but due to security restrictions, neither knew of the other's whereabouts. One day, some 18 months into his posting, my father needed to get his shoes mended. He was standing in the queue in Alexandria, when, on looking round, found his brother behind him in the queue.

Music from the past

When I was young, I played with a cassette tape recorder and typically recorded my brother, sister and me talking, singing, etc. and sometimes I'd record America's Top 40 music show. It was the only way that I got most of my music back in the 70's as a kid. My family wasn't into buying current records. I recently retired in January 2020 and because of the Covid-19 quarantine, I thought it would be a good time to listen to the tapes to figure out which to throw away finally.

Ice Cream Coincidence

I sent a random Good Morning text to my siblings with a photo of an ice cream parlor we’d frequent as kids. It was a chain called Wil Wright’s that’s been out of business for decades. Four hours later, I’m reading the comments section on an article about weird restaurant incidents when I come across a commentor’s tale about an incident that happened years ago at Wil Wright’s.

The One Family

When I was a kid in 1995 I went to school with a boy he was the only other Indian kid in my class. In around 1997 he moved to another suburb/school. That year when we were at a close family friends apartment and I ran into the boy and his sister. They had moved into the apartment below my family friends apartment. Forward to 2001 on an overseas trip to India, we saw a school photo of the boys dad at my mums cousins house. Turned out the boys dad had gone to school and was friends with with my mums cousin.

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