I was watching the recent drama series on the Yorkshire Ripper case this week. Whilst watching, a memory came back to me of one of my old secondary school teachers. She’d once told us she was at university in Leeds during the time of the murders and described how frightening she found it to be a female student in the city at that time.
She’d taught me back in the early to mid 1990s. I’d completely forgotten about her until the drama jogged my memory. I sat trying to remember her name but it escaped me. I didn’t speak to anyone about it and I forgot about it.
This weekend we were invited to a friend’s birthday party. I saw another one of my old secondary school teachers there (someone I hadn’t seen since leaving school) who turned out to be the mother in law of my friend whose birthday it was. She came to talk to me.
Completely out of the blue, she said she’d recently heard that one of the other former teachers had passed away. She’s lost touch with this teacher who had apparently died 15 years ago. She’d forgotten her name. She said she oddly remembered which university she went to (Leeds). It turned out that she was talking about the same teacher I’d remembered a few days before. We then managed to remember her name.
I found this really odd. I’d remembered a teacher I’d completely forgotten about for the best part of 30 years and, completely out of the blue a few days later, met another person (again who I’d not seen for the same period of time) who, completely unprompted, mentioned the very same person and who also couldn’t initially remember her name (until we worked it out between us).
This afternoon, we met friends for a walk. I was talking about this odd coincidence to my friend as we walked. We then changed the subject to (of all things) a prescription toothpaste that both of our sons have to use . At that moment we paused as my daughter had found a ‘Derbyshire Rock’. These are pebbles people decorate and leave for others to find.
This particular pebble had a tube of toothpaste painted on it with the toothpaste squirted out to spell the word ‘thanks’.
I’ve found these events this week to be really peculiar.