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Strange Coincidences?

maximus otter said:
She's elsewhere in the media, reporting that she also suffers from OCD. What are the odds, eh?

Dr. Otter diagnoses that her new project is a stinker and "Tuppence" (*retch*) requires sympathy & publicity.

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Un/Funny thing is, if you do suffer from O.C.D you tend to try to cope/continue to suffer in silence for many years,decades even before feeling you can seek help..
 
cycleboy2 said:
A tiny coincidence in my email inbox.

Two consecutive emails - one about a lost dog, the next advertising the 'pawfect escape for you and your pooch'.

Looks like one dog went early of its own accord...

(Bog Island is the name given to a large traffic island in Bath that used to house underground public toilets.)

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Those toilets were at one time a nightclub!

the Local Authority ( BANES) discourage the use of "Bog Island" as its not quite the image they want to project- so we delight in telling visitors and tourists that its real name is Bog Island!
 
I was writing an email at work; opened up the 'New Message' and typed Emma into the "To" box. then paused. A list of 5 suggestions had popped up, as it does. The top one was the Emma I wanted to contact. The bottom 3 were all Emmas within the University, none of who I knew. But the second Emma was a school friend of mine; I didn't realise I'd ever emailed her from my work account, but I must have done because the address wouldn't have come up otherwise. However, I haven't emailed her in a long time because she died nearly ten years ago. And what really made me pause was the fact that today would have been her birthday.

I mentioned it to those people also in the office, and young things that they are, they all started musing about algorithms. Me, I obviously recognised the Cosmic Joker at work.
 
Driving out of Leeds yesterday afternoon in a car with two mates, we were talking about birds of prey attacking garden birds, as one does.

I had no sooner finished recounting an anecdote about a sparrowhawk having taken a - blue tit? - off our garden bird feeder with such force that one of the small bird's legs remained, forlornly gripping the wire, than we drove past a cyclist with only one leg.

(How big do raptors get in Leeds, BTW? :omg: )

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Tragic coincidence I found on reddit's UK Personal Finance forum (copied from the Strange Deaths thread):

Letter from bank declaring my wife is dead and they are cancelling her cards etc ... but she's alive.​

As the title says, and not an entry for /nosleep. The letter, dated 8 days ago, is legitimate, ive spoken to them and they have her marked on the system as dead. They're utterly confused as there's a date of death but no proof. The letter also had the full address correct but the wrong postcode completely (100miles away). We have to now go to a branch to prove she's alive.

My question is, will this date of death be passed on to other banks and will she have issues with her other accounts, mortgage renewal and credit score. They seem unsure and weren't particularly useful on the phone.

Edit: Can confirm that wife is indeed alive. Also, the post code on the letter was wrong so through the power of Internet we have found who we think is the poor soul who actually died, and yes, same name and age as my wife.

Edit 2: this person's husbands name was also the same as mine. Too weird but would appear to be an admin balls up.
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maximus otter said:
Driving out of Leeds yesterday afternoon in a car with two mates, we were talking about birds of prey attacking garden birds, as one does.

I had no sooner finished recounting an anecdote about a sparrowhawk having taken a - blue tit? - off our garden bird feeder with such force that one of the small bird's legs remained, forlornly gripping the wire, than we drove past a cyclist with only one leg.

(How big do raptors get in Leeds, BTW? :omg: )

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Maybe the cyclist had a run in with a pterodactyl
 

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About twenty five years ago I was giving my mum a lift. It was a pleasant summer evening. We were driving along a fast country road and as we approached a right handed curve in the road there was one of the triangular warning signs for deers.

My mum just mentioned that she’d never seen a deer in the road before. I said I had never seen one either. Then, for some reason, I said I’d also never seen a police car chase.

We then went round the right hand bend. About fifty yards in front a deer ran from right to left across the road and within about thirty seconds of that, a typical boy racer type car approached at speed from the opposite direction with a police car on blue lights chasing it.

We both sat in stunned silence.
 
Walked into my bedroom and saw I had left my duvet right up high over my pillows. Thought to myself "it looks like there is someone in my bed" A split second later the top right corner of the duvet flopped own, as if moved by an unseen hand from the inside. Total coincidence, caused by a draught or simply gravity winning over resistance but it did freak me out a bit...!
 
eziofan said:
I was a West Side boy! Moved to East Yorkshire 28 years ago so dont get to go much. I was born and raised in Stratford so when I do go back its a bit mind blowing seeing it as it is now.
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It certainly is, extraordinary to see how things are different
 
I were up Ramsbottom, yesterday afternoon - but that's enough bragging about my courting!

There were a few pleasing ten-inchers on offer in the YMCA but the box was a bit musty . . .

So were the songs but one old ballad caused a jolting synchronicity, which seemed like synaesthesia the moment it happened.

I read, "Who is Sylvia?" on the old Decca label, just as a voice behind me enquired, "How is Sylvia?"

I had to turn back to the record to check I had not imagined the title, prompted by the voice! I had not. I don't think I had imagined the voice, either, as the woman kept on blathering . . .

I have known some very closely-timed cases of the Radio Angels but the simultaneity here was astounding! :)
 
blessmycottonsocks said:
This has just happened.
This morning I ordered tickets for 4 of us to see the venerable Thijs van Leer's prog-rockers Focus down in Haslemere on Sat 15th of April.
Cost a (not unreasonable) £96.
Literally within 2 minutes, I got an email alert that good old Ernie had coughed up a Premium Bond win - of £100.
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I’ve just switched the tv off after watching the first five mins of some show that happened to have opened with a Focus track, and now here I am mere moments later reading about them. Coincidence
 
OK, I'll state upfront that this is not a political post, so mods - please don't take it down.

I saw this amusing video:


1. The first person to look over Nikola Tesla's notebooks after he died was John G. Trump, Donald Trump's uncle. Nikola Tesla claimed that he'd worked out how to time travel (Tesla claimed all kinds of things).
2. Two children's books were written in the late Victorian era about a time traveller called Baron Trump:
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Baron_Trump_novels
The writer of these books was Ingersoll Lockwood. Ingersoll Locks is a company that was originally The Ingersoll Watch Company - well-known as a specialist timepiece manufacturer.
3. One of Donald Trump's sons is called Barron Trump.

I find it all very entertaining. No, I don't believe that Barron Trump is a time traveller.
 
I will have to read this thread later. I was just reading a thread about soulmates and though I don't really an opinion about soulmates, it brought to mind a couple of coincidences in my life.

My husband and I met through his eldest sister when I moved to Toronto for college and he moved there a year later to find work. His sister always rented out rooms to students, which is how I met her.

Our family homes were only a 20 minute drive from each other but Toronto is a 2 1/2 hour drive from our homes. We lived in different school districts, so would never have met (most likely) if we'd stayed in our "home towns" (we both grew up in rural areas and not in town).

When I took driver's ed at the age of 17, my instructor drove me throughout the city I now live in. My husband and I moved from Toronto back to where we grew up. The house we bought, that I now live in, was on my regular driving route while taking driver's ed.

Odd the coincidences we have in a lifetime.
 
After the Mrs gave me a month to move out, I was walking to work four days later and worrying about my situation. I got to thinking about 'Dave'. Dave was someone I'd met a couple of years before who'd had a similar situation and I'd helped him out with some stuff.

I hadn't seen Dave since and then, blow me, by coincidence, Dave walked up to me. I told him about my troubles and I now flat share with Dave. After I'd bumped into him, I lifted my head up and whispered "thank you" to the sky.

Dave never asks for anything. One day, he mentioned in passing that he wanted a coffee table for the flat. By coincidence, I was walking down a side road in town and a household had placed an amazing coffee table out the front of the house with a 'FREE!' sign sellotaped to it. I carried the laminated glass top back first then returned for the wrought iron octopus base. We've restored it and it looks ace.

Not long after, Dave mentioned that he missed his old fish tank/tropical fish aquarium. Walking past the same house about a week later, there was only a f***ing working fish tank/tropical aquarium there with another 'FREE!' sign!. It's now in the flat and also restored.

Three weird coincidences me and Dave have shared.
 
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Swifty said:
After the Mrs gave me a month to move out, I was walking to work four days later and worrying about my situation. I got to thinking about 'Dave'. Dave was someone I'd met a couple of years later who'd had a similar situation and I'd helped him out with some stuff.

I hadn't seen Dave since and then, blow me, by coincidence, Dave walked up to me. I told him about my troubles and I now flat share with Dave. After I'd bumped into him, I lifted my head up and whispered "thank you" to the sky.

Dave never asks for anything. One day, he mentioned in passing that he wanted a coffee table for the flat. By coincidence, I was walking down a side road in town and a household had placed an amazing coffee out the front of the house with a 'FREE!' sellotaped to it. I carried the laminated glass top back first then returned for the wrought iron octopus base. We restored it and it looks ace.

Not long after, Dave mentioned that he missed his old fish tank/tropical fish aquarium. Walking past the same house about a week later, there was only a f***ing working fish tank/tropical aquarium there with another 'FREE!' sign!. It's now in the flat and also restored.

Three weird coincidences me and Dave have shared.
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Now, if he just tells you that he wants a million quid...........
 
Swifty said:
After the Mrs gave me a month to move out, I was walking to work four days later and worrying about my situation. I got to thinking about 'Dave'. Dave was someone I'd met a couple of years later who'd had a similar situation and I'd helped him out with some stuff.

I hadn't seen Dave since and then, blow me, by coincidence, Dave walked up to me. I told him about my troubles and I now flat share with Dave. After I'd bumped into him, I lifted my head up and whispered "thank you" to the sky.

Dave never asks for anything. One day, he mentioned in passing that he wanted a coffee table for the flat. By coincidence, I was walking down a side road in town and a household had placed an amazing coffee table out the front of the house with a 'FREE!' sign sellotaped to it. I carried the laminated glass top back first then returned for the wrought iron octopus base. We've restored it and it looks ace.

Not long after, Dave mentioned that he missed his old fish tank/tropical fish aquarium. Walking past the same house about a week later, there was only a f***ing working fish tank/tropical aquarium there with another 'FREE!' sign!. It's now in the flat and also restored.

Three weird coincidences me and Dave have shared.
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'Dave' is not real.
He's your imaginary friend who turns up just when you need him. Like Tyler Durden in Fight Club.
;)
 
Early one morning I was getting ready for work and had that Black Sabbath song which goes 'What is this that stands before me ?" as an earworm. I like a few of their tracks but not a band I listen to very often.
Lumbering through town on the way to the office I saw a poster in a house window advertising a talk about heavy metal music and it's title was .....wait for it .....(drum roll) 'What is this that stands before me? " Spooky or what ?
 
Mythopoeika said:
'Dave' is not real.
He's your imaginary friend who turns up just when you need him. Like Tyler Durden in Fight Club.
;)
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There's two rules to Flat Club.

No.1 .. don't talk about flat club (seriously .. the authorities know I'm here. I've already been grassed up but they're turning a blind eye because I'm in work so improving my mate's quality of life)

No.2 ..
 
I was at a reunion barbecue this lunchtime (the weather was nearly kind).

The organisers invited us to bring along items as raffle prizes, to generate charity funds, and I made my two contributions before joining the queue for burgers; and then another queue for some raffle tickets: specifically, 10 strips of five, randomly-selected by the sellers.

An hour or so later (and following the sale of many hundreds of raffle tickets) the raffle selection started. I was pleasantly pleased to have one of my 50 numbers picked & announced, fourth out of the hat; however: the prize I was being offered was in fact one of the two prizes I had delivered earlier!! So I declined, and asked for my prize to be put back in to the main pot.

A woman sitting beside me was laughing at this, and was enjoying my frustration. I responded back to her: "you won't laugh if it happens to you!"

Just at that, one of her tickets numbers was called-out....and yes, dear reader: it was again one of her own prizes she'd won back.

Coincidence: it's always a curious effect.
 
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