Coincidence

For many years I used to be able to say that I’d never unexpectedly bumped into anyone I knew. That ended when I sat down in an internet cafe (showing my age I know) in New Zealand and the person next to me lived on same floor as me in our student digs. Weeks later, this time back in London, and I bumped into a school mate leaving Hammersmith Station. Then things returned to normal. There were no more surprises.