Number 1:
Bike ride with a mate ending at a local bike shop/cafe for coffee and cake. There was another friend in there with his family, had a bit of a chat, had another coffee so was in there maybe 30 minutes.
There was a bloke sitting by the window by himself but I didn’t really notice him too much as I had my back to him.
Got up to leave and we were talking with the shop staff by the door. The bloke by the window stood up, came over and said “Excuse me, but are you…”
At that point I recognised him/his voice and blurted out “Simon!”. I’d not seen him for maybe 20 years. He’d stopped at the shop/cafe as he was passing on the way home to Cornwall after visiting his parents. We were just outside Newbury so he wasn’t exactly local. He’d been hanging around as he’d impulse-bought a Ti bike and the shop were just setting it up for him.
Simon was one of my best mates at 6th form – part of a gang of 4-5. He’d joined the Navy after than and we’d not been in touch since.
Number 2:
Two days ago. Specialized Concept Store, Newbury. Wandered in for a browse and out the corner of my eye spotted a woman staff member coming up the stairs. I thought “that’s cool, bike shops need women working in them”. I looked at her and it was my mates ex-girlfriend from about 1995. I’d last seen her in a gym about 10 years ago and never even knew she cycled. We know a lot of the same people though.
Number 3:
Mr Blobby. Had a conversation on here about a frame I’ve got. Got in touch via email. Ended up figuring out we’d been on a MTB weekend together in the Quantocks about 8 years ago with a bunch of mutual friends.