Last week I discovered that I actually first met one of my newest clients, at an art workshop 3 years ago.
A. just happened to read my post about the difference between art and craft, and made the connection.
What a small world it is!
When I look back on it, familiar people pop up in the strangest places.
- Like on our honeymoon on South Molle Island – we came across another couple we knew. So much for getting away from it all!
- Or when we were on the other side of Australia, camping in Perth – and unexpectedly crossed paths with our former neighbours. Of course it was the hottest day – about 38 degrees – and I looked like a complete and utter dag (because a. camping and b. who can be bothered in that sort of heat?).
- On our first South Pacific cruise back in 2009, we were seated with a couple of other women for lunch on the first day. When we asked them where they were from, they said, “It’s such a small town you won’t know it” …. um WRONG … turns out the hubster’s sister and family not only live in that small country town, but one of the women worked at the newsagent – with our niece!
But it’s not just on holidays that I realise what a small world it is.
- When I was a student teacher, I actually taught the son of my own Year 7 teacher.
But wait, it gets weirder!
- One of my sisters actually married a boy that was in my class in Grade 1. We had no idea for years – didn’t remember each other at all, as he moved away – and only twigged when we were going through some old school photos and realised our photos of Grade 1, were exactly the same! Oh, and we both hated that particular teacher – she was a cow.
Can you guess which one is me?! (I’ll give you a hint – I’m the one in glasses, looking seriously unimpressed. Is it weird that I can remember all of the girl’s first names, bar one? Not so many of the boys, but meh, boys …)
Do you have any memorable instances in your life, that prove just what a small world it is?!