Life's little coincidences

aliasojo

looby75 wrote: »

oh one more I've just thought of.

I was the last baby born in the hospital I was born in before they closed it down.

26 years later my son was the last baby born in the hospital he was born in before it closed down!!!

And you tell people? You're jinxes. :rotfl:

looby75

aliasojo wrote: »

And you tell people? You're jinxes. :rotfl:

:rotfl:they were closing down because new ones had been built.

aliasojo

Yeah, yeah.

Slinky

When I met my OH he lived 100 miles from me. On his first visit to my town we went for a walk around a lake a couple of miles away, and bumped into somebody he used to work with 20 years earlier who lives about 100 yards from where I was living.

Years ago I lived abroad and went to view a room I wanted to rent in a house. Turned out the landlady was showing me the wrong room, I recognised a photo of a work colleague and her boyfriend on the bedside table and I knew my friend wasn't planning on moving anywhere.

Several years later I moved back to the UK and was working in an office with a former colleague, also from the same company abroad. Occasionally we would go to lunch together. To get from our office to the shops, there were two different routes through an underpass, turn left then right, or turn right then left. My colleague and I on our own, by habit, would walk the opposite route to each other. This particular day, we walked through on the route I usually walked. We bumped into somebody my colleague used to know from her bank where we were abroad. If she'd gone to lunch on her own that day, she'd have walked the other route through the underpass and they wouldn't have met.

samboette

Great thread, love reading things like this!

My first is I was deciding which college to attend when I left school, it was presumed I would go to the one where I live but I decided to go to the one 12 miles away as wanted to meet new people.

On my first day I met my fellow class mates and got chatting to a girl (whom i didn't know) from my town. When I got home I told my mum and dad about my first day and how I had met this girl, I said her name. My Dad looked up and said when I see her next ask if she's related to a man who he used to work with and was good friends but sadly lost touch with. The next day I asked her and she said yes she was related to him, it was her dad!!! We both let our dads know when we got home and they were delighted to meet up again after many years, they only lived 2 miles away from us as well. We are still friends some 18 years on and I am godmother to her girls! Sadly our dads have now passed away.

Second one is my OH used to work in a hospital, I used to see him every day but he me never saw me and always used to think he was a bit of alright! About a year later I was rushed into hospital, I was beginning to recover and one day woke up from a nap and needed a wee, fortunately I was in a room opposite the nurses station and gave them a shout to give me a hand. As the nurse came in she picked up a scrap of paper with a mobile phone number on it and his name. I saw the name and had a friend with the same name and thought he'd changed his number and had left me a note or something, when I was sorted I texted my friend that I was now awake and could visit again. I had a reply asking who it was, replying it was me and that you left your number for me when you visited me. Anyway a few more texts back and forth we realised it wasn't who I thought it was and where I got the number from. It happened my OH came onto the ward and because he wasn't going to be in his office he wrote down his mobile number for the staff should they needed whatever it was they needed, the wind must have blown it off the desk into my room. Anyhow he came back to the ward and to see me and well 6 years later we are now living and have a house together.

samboette

My OH and I were also born in the same month, year and hospital and his mum used to go to the same school as my aunt and she lived near where my nan used to clean.

sparrer

My oldest daughter was baptised on 8th February 1970. Three years later my second DD was born on 8th February 1973. Nine years after that my DS was born on the 8th February 1982. What's really strange is that I've only just seen this thread, and today is 8th February :eek:

aliasojo

samboette wrote: »

Second one is my OH used to work in a hospital, I used to see him every day but he me never saw me and always used to think he was a bit of alright! About a year later I was rushed into hospital, I was beginning to recover and one day woke up from a nap and needed a wee, fortunately I was in a room opposite the nurses station and gave them a shout to give me a hand. As the nurse came in she picked up a scrap of paper with a mobile phone number on it and his name. I saw the name and had a friend with the same name and thought he'd changed his number and had left me a note or something, when I was sorted I texted my friend that I was now awake and could visit again. I had a reply asking who it was, replying it was me and that you left your number for me when you visited me. Anyway a few more texts back and forth we realised it wasn't who I thought it was and where I got the number from. It happened my OH came onto the ward and because he wasn't going to be in his office he wrote down his mobile number for the staff should they needed whatever it was they needed, the wind must have blown it off the desk into my room. Anyhow he came back to the ward and to see me and well 6 years later we are now living and have a house together.

I defy anyone who says this isn't fate at work!

nanto3girls

Loving this thread.

In the early 80s,me hubby and the kids went on holiday,on the Norfolk Broads. Got talking to another family(Mum,Dad and 2 kids) from Portsmouth.We are from South Yorkshire.
Turned out the Mum used to live in the house that my sister in law and her husband were living in, here in South Yorkshire.

pulliptears

Just thought of another!

OH is 2 years older than me, he was born about 5 miles away from me. One day long after we'd been married I was telling him about my Nan who lived near some fields. The story involved an older boy who was petting the horse that grazed in the field when it sneezed on him and drenched him from head to foot in horse snot.

It was OH. His Grandparents lived up the road from my Nan and we all played together in the same area.