It’s A Small World

[Vienna_70]

Last February, while visiting @Mad Eyed Screamer at his place of work in Florida, he introduced us to a Cornish woman, who lived on the site.

She told us that she was born and grew up about four miles from my home village.

The more we talked, the more we discovered that we both knew the same people., and this culminated in her telling me that she was related to someone, whom I know in the farming community.


When I was at university, one of the girls told me that her half sister was from Falmouth.

On graduation day, her half sister was there, and naturally, we talked about Falmouth, and who we were at school with, and it turned out that we were in the same year at Falmouth school.

Anyone else with similar "It’s a small world" stories?

 

[Always Ali]

After the Brighton game, I went for a curry in Romiley with my daughter, a mate and his brother who she'd never met before, who was visiting from Nairobi. We were talking and he asked my daughter about university and where she went (Leeds). He said he knows a family from Nairobi who have a daughter at Leeds Uni and that she's changed her course as she wasn't happy with it. My daughter asked her name as she knew a girl who'd just done that. He named her and it was the same girl who my daughter is good friends with, and who is part of her cheerleading stunt squad.
Small world.

 

[69FACUPfinal]

I used to work with a guy who was Sheffield born and bred, uni there, worked there. Got talking about Bowie and turns out we had both been on the first night of the Glass Spider Tour at Maine Rd. I'm from this side of the Pennines and 10 years younger than him. I congratulatulated him on his good taste.

My son has lots of coincidences. In London saw 3 folks he knew from here, same happened in Paris. And no he wasn't travelling with them, all completely random bumping into folks!

 

[mexico1970]

Last February, while visiting @Mad Eyed Screamer at his place of work in Florida, he introduced us to a Cornish woman, who lived on the site.

Are you a bounty hunter?

 

[Vienna_70]

Are you a bounty hunter?

No.

I prefer a Mars bar!

;-)

 

[SWP's back]

Me and my ex went on holiday to Cuba is 2011 and met a really nice couple about our age who we flew in and out with and spent a fair amount of time going out with.

The following year, having had no contact whatsoever we bumped into them again at Manchester airport at the gate going to Mexico and found out that once again we’d picked the same hotel and the same two weeks.

 

[Kinkybyname]

Me and my ex went on holiday to Cuba is 2011 and met a really nice couple about our age who we flew in and out with and spent a fair amount of time going out with.

The following year, having had no contact whatsoever we bumped into them again at Manchester airport at the gate going to Mexico and found out that once again we’d picked the same hotel and the same two weeks.

 

[hilts]

Last February, while visiting @Mad Eyed Screamer at his place of work in Florida, he introduced us to a Cornish woman, who lived on the site.

She told us that she was born and grew up about four miles from my home village.

The more we talked, the more we discovered that we both knew the same people., and this culminated in her telling me that she was related to someone, whom I know in the farming community.


When I was at university, one of the girls told me that her half sister was from Falmouth.

On graduation day, her half sister was there, and naturally, we talked about Falmouth, and who we were at school with, and it turned out that we were in the same year at Falmouth school.

Anyone else with similar "It’s a small world" stories?

Is this a long winded way of saying you didn't recognise one of the two cousins you shagged round the back of the bins at Falmouth comprehensive school for farm Boys?

 

[Prestwich_Blue]

I've got loads of these.

Three times I've walked out of the building i've been working in and literally bumped into someone I haven't seen for years.

On the day of the takeover in 2008, I was working for Nationwide Building Society in Northampton, and I heard about it seconds before the start of our weekly programme team meeting on the Monday morning. A key member of the team had been on holiday, and we were expecting him in the meeting. He hadn't turned up and the last person in said that he probably wouldn't be coming as he was glued to the news as his team had been taken over by a billionaire Arab Sheikh. When I ansked which team he supported, they said "Oh Paul's a Manchester City fan". I went to find him after the meeting and we chatted for a while. It turned out we were often in Tommy Ducks together on a Friday evening.

My brother was over in the USA with one of his mates many years ago, and were checking in to a hotel in Washington DC. The receptionist saw they were from Manchester and said "I have a cousin in Manchester, do you know him?". When she gave the name my brother recognised it and asked if he was a doctor. She said yes and my brother said "That's one of my dad's best friends".

Another one involving my brother was when he was working for an American company and spent a few years at their HQ in New York state. His mother in law, Helen, who was Irish, came over to visit and they went over to their neighbour's house. Helen was chatting to one of the neighbour's mums, who asked her what her single name was. Helen told her it was Neary, and the other woman said she used to work with a Jo Neary. Turned out it was Helen's sister.

My aunt and uncle were on holiday in Italy, and my aunt got chatting to another woman. This woman was Canadian and my aunt mentioned her sister lived in Canada and was a high school teacher. It turned out the two of them had worked together for 20 years.

The funniest though was that my mum and dad lived in the same block of flats as Liz Dawn (Vera Duckworth) and her husband. One day soon after they moved in, my aunt (my mum's sister) came over from York and they bumped into Liz and her husband. My mum was just about to introduce my aunt to her famous neighbour but it turned out they already knew each other well, as their respective granddaughters were great pals at school and they would often meet at the school gates when picking the girls up.

 

[Vienna_70]

Is this a long winded way of saying you didn't recognise one of the two cousins you shagged round the back of the bins at Falmouth comprehensive school for farm Boys?

Fuck off!

 

[Churchlawtonblue]

Met an engineer at Salford Uni for a site walkover a few years back. Started chatting to her and it turns out her husband was from NI. I said so is my wife, who I told her was from Ballymoney, She said no way so was her husband, turns out my wife went to school with her husband and they sat next to each other 40 years ago.

 

[Big Joe Corrigan]

After the Brighton game, I went for a curry in Romiley with my daughter, a mate and his brother who she'd never met before, who was visiting from Nairobi. We were talking and he asked my daughter about university and where she went (Leeds). He said he knows a family from Nairobi who have a daughter at Leeds Uni and that she's changed her course as she wasn't happy with it. My daughter asked her name as she knew a girl who'd just done that. He named her and it was the same girl who my daughter is good friends with, and who is part of her cheerleading stunt squad.
Small world.

Would the guy from Nairobi be Rob W?

 

[Vienna_70]

Another couple I’ve remembered.

During my degree, I spent one semester at Potsdam University in Germany and one at Pau University in SW France.

One of the ex-pats living in Paula’s from Whitwort, which is where an ex-boyfriend of my sister came from.

When his parents came to visit, I told them the name of my sister’s ex's family, and his dad said, "I know him".

Also, while in Pau, a squaddie came into the bar I frequented down there. We got talking, and it turned out he had a season ticket at Maine Road in the same row in the same block as me. I saw him at the old ground during the next season.

 

[SkyBlueFlux]

A few weeks ago I was walking through the busiest train station in the UK during rush hour (Liverpool Street) when I got a tap on the shoulder. It was a former colleague I hadn't seen for 12 years who I used to work with in Cheshire as a new graduate - was surprised she recognised me to be honest, but then I was just coming out of Greggs which was probably the giveaway.

I suppose if you are going to bump into somebody you haven't seen for years, the busiest thoroughfare in Britain is statistically the most likely place for it to happen.

 

[Vienna_70]

A few weeks ago I was walking through the busiest train station in the UK during rush hour (Liverpool Street) when I got a tap on the shoulder. It was a former colleague I hadn't seen for 12 years who I used to work with in Cheshire as a new graduate - was surprised she recognised me to be honest, but then I was just coming out of Greggs which was probably the giveaway.

I suppose if you are going to bump into somebody you haven't seen for years, the busiest thoroughfare in Britain is statistically the most likely place for it to happen.

You’re not Luke Shaw, are you?

 

[Lavinda Past]

I started a new job 'South of the river' in London in 1994. I was standing outside the new building waiting for someone to let me in, when a welsh bloke asked me if I was the new starter.

I said that I was, and he said he'd take me up to the man in charge. We went into a small break-out room and chatted with another bloke for a few minutes while waiting for the boss.

In that few minutes, we realised that the welsh bloke and I had met on a completely unrelated training course in Manchester 20 years earlier, and he had been on a few nights out in town with me and other lads on the course while away from Wales.

When we mentioned Manchester, the other bloke said his first wife was from Manchester and lived in Levenshulme. It turned out that she was our next door neighbour, that he knew my brother, and remembered playing football with me and my brother outside our house.

The first two people I spoke to in London, and we were connected. I have never met anyone else I had known 'in a previous life' in any place I've lived.

 

[SkyBlueFlux]

You’re not Luke Shaw, are you?

I didn't think so, but I was also on crutches at the time, so now I'm starting to question my own identity.

 

[gordondaviesmoustache]

Was stood in the (huge) queue at Birmingham Airport on my way to Malaysia three years ago and someone from security opened a barrier up which I went through. Some seriously ripped bloke had a right go at me for pushing in, which I pushed back against, following which his girlfriend intervened and stood up for me and put him straight as she’d seen what had actually happened. After we’d all made up she clocked my sweatshirt which was for my maté’s business in Nottingham (which I was wearing for the flight because it was ridiculously comfortable) and over the course of the next ten minutes we realised that we must have about 50 friends in common in Nottingham, and she used to work in one of my other mate’s businesses for a few years, to the extent it was actually a bit weird that we’d never met before.

It’s not the most unlikely of coincidences on this thread, given the geographical proximity, but it was the totally random nature of the interaction and the fact I was wearing that sweatshirt that made me think about it so much on the flight afterwards.

 

[gordondaviesmoustache]

Me and my ex went on holiday to Cuba is 2011 and met a really nice couple about our age who we flew in and out with and spent a fair amount of time going out with.

The following year, having had no contact whatsoever we bumped into them again at Manchester airport at the gate going to Mexico and found out that once again we’d picked the same hotel and the same two weeks.

Did you socialise with them as much on the second occasion?

 

[Big Joe Corrigan]

Was stood in the (huge) queue at Birmingham Airport on my way to Malaysia three years ago and someone from security opened a barrier up which I went through. Some seriously ripped bloke had a right go at me for pushing in, which I pushed back against, following which his girlfriend intervened and stood up for me and put him straight as she’d seen what had actually happened. After we’d all made up she clocked my sweatshirt which was for my maté’s business in Nottingham (which I was wearing for the flight because it was ridiculously comfortable) and over the course of the next ten minutes we realised that we must have about 50 friends in common in Nottingham, and she used to work in one of my other mate’s businesses for a few years, to the extent it was actually a bit weird that we’d never met before.

It’s not the most unlikely of coincidences on this thread, given the geographical proximity, but it was the totally random nature of the interaction and the fact I was wearing that sweatshirt that made me think about it so much on the flight afterwards.

Did you call the ripped bloke a ****?