Man and book

I booked a sailing holiday in Portoheli, Greece in May 1984. There were only about a dozen people in the small group. A couple of days into the holiday, I found out that one of the other participants worked at an institutiion I had worked at several years previously. He knew some of the same people I had known there. So far, not so amazing, perhaps, but we had each brought with us as holiday reading a copy of the same paperback book - 'The Collector' by John Fowles. Spooky. Peter.
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Date submitted:Sat, 14 Jan 2012 10:08:27 +0000Coincidence ID:3787


In late 1999, I went to Norfolk for a couple of days in order to explore an area I had never been to before. While walking round Norwich, I heard a voice behind me calling my name and turned round to find it was a cousin of mine I had not seen for at least twenty years. He lives in Dereham, certainly, but I wonder what the chances are of both of us happening to meet in this way?