Here's a coincidence from Sue Sherman.
Last year, my husband and I spent a few days in Cumbria.
One morning we decided, on the spur of the moment, to visit an English Heritage site and when we got there we found we were the only people there.
We got talking to the volunteer in the shop, a women who was in her late 60s. When she asked where we were from, we suddenly realised she and I had known each other some 30 years earlier.
She told us how unhappy she had been during that period, and how she subsequently left her husband and turned her life around.
She said that she often thought how much she owed her neighbour in those days, who had given her the strength to move on.
We marvelled at the coincidence of meeting up, exchanged details and left.
A few days later, back home hundreds of miles away, my husband and I attended a World War I history day.
When we got there, we sat down completely at random, next to another attendee whom we had never met.
We got talking and to our complete and utter astonishment found out that he was the next-door neighbour to whom the woman had referred - and to whom she had wanted to say thank you.
~ Sue Sherman.
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