Urban myths

The marrying your long lost brother/ sister one is probably far more common than will ever be known I reckon.

Especially in the days when travel was a lot more restrictive than it is now and little consideration was given to breaking up siblings from abandoned families.
 
Stephen230 said:
The marrying your long lost brother/ sister one is probably far more common than will ever be known I reckon.

Especially in the days when travel was a lot more restrictive than it is now and little consideration was given to breaking up siblings from abandoned families.
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Excuses excuses.
 
Stephen230 said:
The marrying your long lost brother/ sister one is probably far more common than will ever be known I reckon.

Especially in the days when travel was a lot more restrictive than it is now and little consideration was given to breaking up siblings from abandoned families.
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In Iceland (the country, not the shop), because of the small population and the fact they don't use family surnames, they have an app which is supposed to stop close relatives dating each other
 
BimboBob said:
And was knocking about pre internet all over the country. I lived in Southampton in the early 80's and we heard the story/ myth. As did a mate who lived in Middleton.

Anyhoo...

Mine is something that Douglas Adams claimed happened to him but did happen to me.

I was sitting at Barnham train station waiting for a connecting train to Bognor, I lived near there, and had bought a tea, a paper and a packet of biscuits for the 20 minutes wait. I sat down opposite this bloke who looked up and then ignored me. Once I had settled I opened my biscuit packet and proceeded to eat one. To my amusement the bloke opposite leant over and took a biscuit. Without saying a word. Typically English I did nothing. A few minutes later I leant over and took another out of the pack and proceeded to eat it. To my horror the bloke opposite did the same and finished the pack off.
He then stood up as his train had arrived, game me a funny look and wandered off. My connecting train then arrived so I stood up, picked my paper up and to my horror, under the paper was my packet of biscuits. I had been eating his.
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Haha, I think it was also Douglas Adams who floated the theory that urban myths really do happen all the time, I first heard the kit kat version of this as a kid, probably in the late 70s. It's not so far fetched that something similar has happened to numerous people and developed into the familiar story
 
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