Linked to memory lane maybe, sliding door moments.
if I hadn’t met my friend at London Victoria train station in September 1990 and not lost my passport for our trip to Cyprus the following day which meant I didn’t meet the Australian girl on what would have been our last evening in the UK together before she went back to Perth, would I have moved to Perth as expected or met my wife of 32 years in Ayia Napa that same week.