Buying my SF got me thinking about coincidences - what are your experiences. I was talking of fitting my BL51 BUB (be el ze bub) number plate to my SF and when it arrived I checked the documents to find the engine number was 666 and the frame number was 6666. When I bought my S1 Exige I got it home from Scotland to find it's chassis number was number 48, the same as my house number. In my immediate family there were only 5 births over a period of 44 years including mine and my youngest daughter, 3 of them happened on the 30th March.
What you have to think about are all the things that happen that aren't coincidences. Every day you are surrounded by numbers that have no significance. Coincidences are really just confirmation bias. Or have I now just spoilt your fun?
I had a Subaru pickup with the reg 666 - long storey that didn't end well and involved an armed robbery I'm sure it wouldn't have been any different if the number was 333 mind you Good luck anyway ;p
To paraphrase Dr Karl Kruszelnicki there are about 1 million seconds in a month so each month something with odds of 1 million to one will happen
You are really a blonde bimbo that reads and believes in horoscopes.* What do I win? *apologies to all blonde bimbos for the generalisation
I was born on my grandads 50th birthday My cousin and I are a month apart in age feb9/march 9 Our boys were born almost a month apart Coincidence?
My mum and dad were both born in Manchester, they both moved at an early age to Romford where they lived two streets away from each other and they met - at Niagara Falls. My dad's birthday, my first mother-in-law's birthday and my second mother-in-law's birthday all fell on the same day of the year.
I had my birthday a few months ago....... .......It was a real coincidence that I discovered I had been born on exactly the same date many years earlier.
OK, since we are doing coincidences, how's this? True story. In the early 80s, I decided to study at Lausanne University in Switzerland. I'd never lived in the country before. I ended up living in a gruesome hall of residence thing in a tiny room that faced due north. There is a very nice house with a huge cedar tree two houses away from that building (the street is very nice, excepting the carbuncle I was living in). I discovered a few years later that my grandmother had been born in that house in 1899. She was as English as they come (as am I). I didn't know that the family had any connection to Switzerland at all. So by chance, I ended up living in a foreign land, about 50 yards from my grandmother's birthplace. And then people try to tell me that there isn't a god...
It all sounds very apocalyptic to me. I'd get hunkered down in the living room and never go out. Who remembers Bottom, Apocalypse? My head is so full of shit its frightening.
Since there are millions of people and only 366 possible birth dates, there are an awful lot of those sorts of coincidences out there.
Indeed. The human brain is adept at seeing connections and making patterns - it's how we evolved to survive. If lots and lots of things happen, quite a few of them will happen coincidentally (as someone remarked, further back in the thread). The mind will draw lines that link these (unconnected) events.
