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Well, Fancy Seeing You Here!
Have you ever bumped into someone you know in the most unlikely of places? I met someone I know on a far flung tropical beach - and another in the loos at St Peter's in Rome.
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Yes, the first time we ever went camping on mainland Europe we were in the pool in a small village and found myself talking to a girl who lived backdoor to us when I was growing up. On another occasion we were looking round the Outlet in Fleetwood when we met the parents of a schoolfriend of our daughter from Berkshire.
I once met 3 people from a English Buddhist Centre I belonged to, on a tiny island in the Maldives.
There are 3 marvelous films Directed by Krzysztof Kieślowski ;
Three Colours, Blue, White and Red. (Find it if you haven't seen them) & in one of them it covers, the thought I often have, of people you just missed ! The people who just went around the corner or left the shop as you appeared.
A few years after leaving the army, i was at Catterick racecourse, standing at the bar between races, when i was tapped on the shoulder.
I turned to see the grinning faces of 2 of my ex-army buddies. Apparently, after 8 years stationed in crappy Hohne, West Germany, my old regiment had been moved to crappy Catterick. Glad i got out when i did.
I felt so sorry for my 2 old mates that i bought them both a drink. Honestly!
On my way back to Swindon from a holiday in Scotland I stopped off at a Motorway Service Station for a coffee. As I was leaving the car park afterwards I paused to let a car pull in next to me - to my utter amazement it was my twin brother on his way from a residential school in Staffordshire to Birmingham for a night out.
I was stationed at an RAF base in Warwickshire and knew the NAAFI manager there quite well. he told me he was being transferred but didn't know where to. Six months later I was sent on detachment to a Pacific island 1000 miles south of Hawaii and getting off the plane almost the first person I met was him.
I met someone I knew from school on safari in Africa.
I met my neighbour from 2 doors down in a remote car park in Scotland.
Wherever I go with Mr BM abroad, we ALWAYS meet someone he knows. (Although very coincidentally, when Mr BM and I first got back together after 30 odd years, I called to see him after my great aunt's funeral. During conversation, names of various people cropped up. Turns out his father and my great Uncle were great mates and played professional football together in the 1950s).
I served on several committees in Sheffield alongside a fellow teacher from a neighbouring school, which was only about a quarter of a mile from the one I taught at. However we never seemed to meet up because one of us would always have a prior commitment when there was a committee meeting taking place. I walked past both her place of employment and her house on my way home every day but, once again, our paths never seemed to cross.
Eventually, after several years of not seeing her, we finally bumped into each other at the University of Adelaide!
One of my teaching colleagues was enjoying her summr holiday when a 12-year-old's voice piped up with, "Hello Miss, nice seeing you here!". That was in Time Square, New York.