Re: Si's Strange Book of Coincidences
 

When I was a toddler my mother advertised the silver cros pram that was used to wheel me around in, in the local rag.
A lady came and bought it for her son and his wife, for there newborn daughter. They lived in a village about 10 miles north of the village I lived in.

I am now married to the person that shared the pram all those years ago.

I have a theory that she was attracted to me by my scent, well either that or my big c. . . . . . .